Before long, a figure appeared stealthily in the mist. Naturally, this was Yang Xiao, here to retrieve the Ghost Fog Bottle. More importantly, he wanted to confirm whether the Fisherman was truly dead.
Although according to Yang Xiao’s calculations, this guy should be dead for sure, in the previous battle, this guy nearly traumatized Yang Xiao. He was like a perfect human-shaped killing machine, with high attack power, thick skin, and no fear of death, second only to the Magic Sect’s Vajra in terms of pressure on Yang Xiao.
But unlike the last battle where Yang Xiao fought the Magic Sect’s Vajra alone, this ti they were ganging up against the Fisherman with five people. Even without counting the less contributive Chamber of Comrce duo, there were him, Director Nalan, and Jiang Qingluan.
Among the three of them, any one of them was outstanding among apostles of the sa level.
It must be noted that each of the three had a Nether-level Magical Artifact, which for an ordinary Ghost-level Apostle is almost unthinkable.
Indeed, fighting against such a high-level opponent without powerful elixirs was too challenging. Yang Xiao was very sure that if it were a one-on-one scenario, he would find it very difficult to be this guy’s opponent.
But there was no choice; the elixir from the Dharma Sect was too precious, once consud it would be gone, difficult to replenish. Wasting it on a dying Peak of Ghost Level guy was too extravagant. The fate of that elixir was reserved for taking down the Sect Master or the Master of Bone Pavilion.
Indeed, Yang Xiao also felt he might be overthinking it; against that young Sect Master, he probably wouldn’t stand much chance even with the elixir. Yet, one must always keep a shred of hope, think positively about things, what if... what if he takes the elixir and manages to escape?
If the green hills are preserved, there’s no fear of running out of firewood. A gentleman takes his revenge ten years later.
Yang Xiao secretly vowed that the Corpse Mirror stolen by the Sect Master would sooner or later be reclaid.
Not long after entering this Mist World, he was targeted by a terrifying presence. It was indeed the Source Ghost, but with his previous experience, Yang Xiao was not flustered at all. He thodically executed his plan, found the lost Ghost Fog Bottle, and successfully shut it down.
As the Ghost Fog Bottle was closed, the supernatural incident triggered by it was resolved. Yang Xiao closed his eyes and counted to 30 silently. Sure enough, when he opened his eyes again, the mist world in front of him also dissipated.
As the mist cleared, a stone statue was revealed standing upright not far away, still maintaining the motion of swinging an oar.
If it’s not the Fisherman, then who could it be? Indeed, the attack of the Source Ghost was terrifying, much more reliable than Jiang Qingluan. Seeing the Fisherman turned into this, Yang Xiao felt relieved.
He didn’t take out the Human Bone Staff for further testing because it was unnecessary. If the Fisherman wasn’t dead by this stage, they would have no choice but to flee.
And they would have to flee scattered, definitely not along with Jiang Qingluan.
Footsteps sounded from behind; it was Jiang Qingluan and Nalan Shuo approaching. With the interference of the Mist World gone, the original battlefield was less than 200 ters away, just a few steps.
"Number 2, Number 1, Number 5!" a voice shouted excitedly from afar, "Thank goodness, you’re... you’re all still alive!"
The Sand Woman ca over supporting the Chamber of Comrce man. They had sensed a supernatural incident happening here, and the Chamber of Comrce man imdiately thought of Yang Xiao’s previous deeds. He deduced this incident was likely related to Yang Xiao, that it was intentional—to use the supernatural incident to lure out the Source Ghost, then use it to deal with the Fisherman.
Sure enough, upon arriving and seeing, his speculation was correct. At the scene, only the Fisherman’s statue remained, and Yang Xiao stood nearby.
Seeing the danger had been lifted, everyone gathered around the Fisherman statue, looking at the figure that nearly decimated them. Internally, they all had mixed feelings. This Secret Realm journey proved much more challenging than any of them had imagined.
Who could have thought that after taking down the Kah Party elite ninja squad, they would have to face such a formidable killer?
"Look at his face!" suddenly exclaid the Sand Woman closest to the statue.
Yang Xiao and the others followed her direction and crowded around the statue. The Sand Woman pointed at a spot on the statue’s cheek where a small piece of stone skin had peeled away. Underneath was still stone, but much finer in texture, resembling human skin.
At that mont, Jiang Qingluan seed to realize sothing and imdiately took action. Using the hard handle of her whip, she tapped carefully on the statue’s face, at the spot where the stone skin was peeling. The stone skin crumbled away, revealing a very delicate stone statue face.
It was a man with sword-like brows and starry eyes, around 40 years old, with handso features and an heroic spirit. His slightly opened eyes seed to carry a resolve to face death with dignity.
"Is this... this guy’s original appearance?" Yang Xiao was also taken aback, not expecting the statue to restore the person’s original look, and also... not expecting this guy to be so handso.
It was no exaggeration to say that even compared to himself, this person was on par. In the Apostle circle where good looks were rare, this was a top-level figure.
"It’s a pity," Nalan Shuo sighed, "that such a person would willingly ruin his appearance to undertake this obviously dood mission." He knew there must be more to the story, but disregarding sides, this guy was definitely a true man.
This also gave Yang Xiao a deeper understanding of the Source Ghost within the Secret Realm. This thing was indeed strange; besides petrifying people, it could also restore damaged appearance. Did this imply that it possessed ti retrospection power or so form of restart ability?
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