All the team captains of headquarters have gathered in Dahai City at this moment.
They arrived quickly because the Ghost Ship would appear in the city in just a few minutes, and they had no choice but to act swiftly.
Upon arriving in Dahai City, they discovered that Ye Zhen had already engaged with the people from the King Organization, and it seemed Ye Zhen had the upper hand. One of the Kings was pinned to the ground, getting beaten. Although he was resilient, it was obvious to everyone that unless something unexpected happened, Ye Zhen would certainly take him down one-on-one.
So they chose not to intervene but rather to lie low around the area, planning to ambush any reinforcements that might come to support the opponent.
Unexpectedly, they didnât wait for the King but instead caught three members of the Kingâs Squad trying to escape.
Although the members of the Kingâs Squad werenât weak and their teamwork could hold back a single captain, this time, unfortunately, it wasnât just one captain who came, but all the captains, including the seven-man squad led by Li Yang and the external support invited by He Yiner from the Faceless Person of Taiping Ancient Town.
Adding Leuk San, Wang Chaling, Lin Bei, Zhou Deng, Lu Zhiwen, Li Leping, and He Yuelian to the mix, unless all the Kings of the King Organization acted together, there was no chance for anyone to survive against this assembly.
âThe three members of the King Organization just got dealt with; one is dead, and two were captured alive. Leuk San is interrogating them, trying to gather intelligence. As it stands, itâs unlikely that the opponents will receive reinforcements. The Ghost Ship is about to appear, and the King Organization doesnât want a conflict with us at this critical point. The King fighting with Ye Zhen got greedy; they thought they could kill Ye Zhen solo and leave, but they made a wrong decision and got stuck with Ye Zhen.â
Lin Bei ran his hand over his bald head as he analyzed the situation.
âIndeed, itâs unlikely anyone else will show up, but capturing a King from the opposing side is still a win,â said He Yiner.
Lu Zhiwen rasped, âBut many members of the Supernatural Forum have died, even Ah Wu, the former head of Dahai City, was killed. No wonder Ye Zhen is so enraged. The opponents are ruthless, always bullying the weak and never daring to confront us directly, always aiming for an overwhelming advantage to win this war.â
âGreed comes with a price.â
Wang Chaling moved towards the building: âI need to ensure that King codenamed âKillerâ dies here. I donât trust Ye Zhen to handle him alone, plus I promised Yang Jian Iâd deal with a King to settle past matters. So I hope everyone will give me this opportunity.â
âWe wonât intervene, but it also depends on Ye Zhenâs consent. He wants to avenge the Supernatural Forum members and might not welcome your help,â said Lu Zhiwen.
âItâs been a while, and the King hasnât been taken down. Maybe thereâs an unexpected discovery. This is the opportunity Iâve been waiting for.â While Wang Chaling spoke, he had already entered the darkness-shrouded building.
He truly wasnât keen to intrude on the duel between Ye Zhen and the Killer.
But if the opponent tried to escape midway and he seized the opportunity to strike, even Ye Zhen couldnât complain.
At this moment.
Ye Zhen ceased his attack. After his torrential assault, his expression remained composed, and he barely panting if he hadnât stopped on his own accord, he could have maintained that level of attack for several more days because he could transfer any fatigue or injury onto others through the Scapegoat Ghostâs supernatural abilities.
He stopped because the assassin in front of him had disappeared, leaving only a twisted human-shaped shadow on the ground.
Countless assaults, even a King couldnât withstand them; this was Ye Zhenâs terrifying strength.
One-on-one, no one could endure against him indefinitely.
An attack by many would be nullified by his Scapegoat Ghostâs powers.
Thus, defeating him wasnât a simple task at all.
âThatâs it? Werenât you boasting just now? Yet, you got pounded into the ground in less than five minutes and canât even be pulled out now. Such audacity to ambush me, pathetic,â Ye Zhen spat contemptuously at the twisted human-shaped shadow on the ground.
Even so, his anger wasnât alleviated.
This time, he had lost many subordinates, even Ah Wu was killed in front of him. Capturing a King and taking down three King squads still couldnât quell his inner rage.
âIâll pack you into a jar and take you away. Iâll use you for practice every day.â At this moment, Ye Zhen retrieved the old clay jar, intending to capture the person for daily torment.
However, just then.
The twisted human-shaped shadow branded on the ground suddenly opened its eyes.
Despite several minutes of relentless assault, he hadnât died; he was still alive, still conscious, and as soon as Ye Zhen stopped, he promptly regained some mobility.
Seizing this opportunity, the King codenamed âKillerâ didnât hesitate for a moment and immediately escaped.
The twisted human-shaped shadow swiftly swam across the ground and quickly traversed up the walls, moving so fast it was beyond comprehension. In just the blink of an eye, he had already left that floor, vanishing silently into the buildingâs darkness, once more laying low and hiding.
âThat damned Ye Zhen, the intelligence was wrong, heâs stronger than assessed. Itâs a pity that blade didnât kill him. I canât stay here any longer; I must escape,â the King codenamed âKillerâ fled in disarray, not daring to pause for a second.
He knew that if Ye Zhen caught him again, he would be unequivocally doomed.
Yet just as he was hastily leaving the building, trying to hide in Dahai City, he inexplicably came across an elderly couple standing in the corridor.
The elderly couple, a grey-haired man and woman, appeared to be husband and wife, advanced in years with faces full of wrinkles, exuding a lifeless aura. More eerily, they appeared entirely colorless; they were both in black and white, holding each otherâs hands, completely blocking the corridor and seemingly forbidding any living being to pass.
âI knew a King wouldnât die so easily, and sure enough, you found a chance to escape.â Wang Chalingâs voice sounded as he leisurely appeared from behind the couple.
âBut this ends here. Grandpa, Grandma, tear him apart for me.â
âDamn it.â
The King codenamed âKillerâ immediately realized that the backing of the headquartersâ captains had arrived from the headquarters. Without saying a word, he changed direction to flee.
Just then, Ye Zhen was a bit taken aback. He saw the enemy he had defeated slip away right under his nose and immediately shouted in rage, instantly deploying the Ghost Domain to cover the whole building, chasing after him immediately.
But then.
A scream echoed from some corner of the building.
The next moment.
Ye Zhen appeared, holding his sword and glaring furiously. However, the person standing before him wasnât the King codenamed âKillerâ but someone very familiar.
âXiao Wang, what are you doing? I, Ye, will deal with my enemy myself. Thereâs no need for your assistance.â Ye Zhen roared.
Wang Chaling adjusted his glasses calmly, âThe longer something drags on, the more dreams are made. I helped you take him down. This King is hard to kill, and if he had escaped, weâd suffer a lot. Youâll have plenty of chances to get revenge, missing this one doesnât matter.â
Standing behind him were the two lifeless, dreadful old people, not moving an inch. Yet in their hands, each held half of a cold body. This body was peculiar, only skin and flesh, filled with a mass of black shadow.
The King codenamed âKillerâ had been torn in half by the vengeful ghosts transformed from the Wang Familyâs ancestors, rendering him unrecognizable.
Yet, this was normal, as the supernatural was shattered into a jigsaw puzzle and couldnât form an anomaly as it had before.
Such a thing was akin to forcibly returning it to its original state.
Too bad the jigsaw wasnât broken enough, or repeated attempts would likely turn that body into a normal corpse.
âDo you think he could escape from me?â Ye Zhen stared at Wang Chaling.
âJust a precaution, no need to be upset,â Wang Chaling replied, âMoreover, heâs not dead yet, still alive. These methods seem hard to completely eliminate him; we need to obliterate his consciousness.â
âThen let me do it.â
Ye Zhen strode over, and the doll corpse perched on his back emerged again. It poked its head out, eerily watching the torn-in-half body, then rested its head on Ye Zhenâs shoulder, whispering who-knows-what into his ear.
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