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Chapter 469 The Fourth Level of the Golden Ghost Prison! Weapons! (Please Subscribe)

In the azure sky, a few white clouds drifted from south to north, propelled by a gentle breeze.

The wind's passion stirred the clouds' emotions.

The condensed water vapor was blown away by the wind, and the clouds kept changing shape.

One moment it looks like a wad of cotton, the next it looks like a happy little dog.

Sudden.

A golden rainbow streaked across the sky, shattered the body of the little white cloud dog, and disappeared into the horizon.

As they approached Dachang City, Mu Sheng suddenly remembered the more than 90,000 survivors in the Ghost Realm.

"Just dump it anywhere?"

Looking down at the open area below, Mu Sheng felt a little tempted.

"Garlic bird! So many people have been left in the wild, there's no chance of anyone dying. If you're going to do something wrong, just dump them in Dachang City!"

A dozen seconds later, dozens of golden beams of light fell into the sky above the outskirts of Dachang City, and then quickly disappeared.

After the golden light, more than 90,000 terrified people appeared out of thin air on the ground.

"Where are we? Are we saved?"

"I survived! Waaaaah!"

"They're all dead! My wife and children are all dead! What's the point of me living? I deserve to die!"

Some people were overjoyed to have escaped and wept with happiness.

Some people, grieving the loss of their family members, beat the ground and wept bitterly.

Some people even imagined a scenario of spiritual energy revival, bowing to the sky and calling out to the immortals, wanting to become their disciples and cultivate.

It took a while before someone remembered to call the police.

Interpol headquarters quickly learned of the existence of this group of survivors.

Who is knocking on my window?

Who is it that is plucking the strings?

At the club estate, Mu Sheng had only been back for a few minutes when Zhao Jianguo called.

"Hello? What's up?" Mu Sheng answered the phone casually.

"Yes! I did it!"

"The situation? The situation is dire. Apart from the people I rescued, there's a high probability that no one else is alive inside."

Upon hearing Mu Sheng's reply, Zhao Jianguo fell silent on the other end of the phone.

On the large screen in front of him was satellite surveillance footage showing the location of the survivors.

Using the surveillance video, the headquarters' technicians quickly estimated the approximate number of people.

Less than 100,000!

That's Da'an City, a first-tier city with a population of tens of millions.

Faced with such devastating casualties, even Zhao Jianguo, who was used to seeing death, was speechless.

"Hey! Old Zhao? Why is there no sound? Is the signal bad? Bang bang!"

The patting sound on the other end of the phone snapped Zhao Jianguo out of his daze.

Suppressing his shock, Zhao Jianguo pressed, "Are you...are you sure? Is this all the people who survived in the entire Da'an City?"

"How many ghosts are in there now? Do you know the killing patterns of ghosts?"

Will the Ghost Realm continue to expand outwards?

While grieving the loss of so many lives, Zhao Jianguo is even more worried about whether the level of paranormal activity will continue to rise.

One city, Da'an, has already suffered heavy losses. If a few more were to fall, the Great Dragon Kingdom would likely be as turbulent as America.

'Has the time finally come when it can no longer be hidden?'

Zhao Jianguo's face was filled with worry.

The public isn't stupid. If the number of people is only a few hundred, it's fine; as long as the flow is limited, the message can be suppressed.

Even if it's only a few thousand, you can still include some obvious gossip and find some excuse to gloss over it.

Even if it's tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, we can just say it was an earthquake or natural disaster, and that's still plausible.

But now it's over ten million, and it might even be more.

If this is not handled properly, the entire Great Dragon Kingdom will be plunged into turmoil.

"These are the only people we have. If you don't believe me, you can send your own people in to check. But let me give you a heads-up."

"Don't send any ghost tamers below Li Jun's level; they'll just be sent to their deaths."

In the lounge on the fifth floor of the club estate.

Mu Sheng walked to the sofa chair by the window, lay down, looked at the mountain scenery outside, and continued:
"As for the situation inside, I can only say it's very dangerous!"

It wasn't that Mu Sheng intentionally concealed anything; he simply didn't know what the situation was like inside.

After speaking with Zhao Jianguo for a few more minutes, Mu Sheng hung up the phone.

【Golden Ghost Prison (Level 3, 75%)】

"In the end, we still lack the strength!"

Looking at the progress on the panel, Mu Sheng sighed that he was still too weak.

Of course, his lament stemmed more from the inability to easily dismiss the supernatural.

Compared to other ghost tamers, Mu Sheng is absolutely unbeatable.

Even Old Qin at headquarters, those few half-dead old relics from the Republican era.

These people might be able to defeat Mu Sheng, but they could never kill him.

Realizing his own weakness, Mu Sheng devoted all his attention to the Golden Ghost Prison for the next period of time.

After several refinements of the panel, Mu Sheng was no longer the weakling who could only rely on panel refinement to make a living.

He can also improve the refining efficiency of the panel through 'comprehension'.

Previously, Mu Sheng had focused his mind on enjoying himself and comprehending the Dao of Yin and Yang. Now, after hitting a wall in Da'an City, Mu Sheng has become unusually invigorated.

"Just wait! Once I've finished forging the four layers of the Golden Ghost Prison, I'll go to Da'an City and get my revenge!"

Mu Sheng made up his mind and then began his secluded cultivation at the club's manor.

[100% Human Head Ghost]

[Tombstone Ghost 100%]

[Suppressing the demon 100%]

【98% Ghost Scissors】

Time passed quickly, day by day.

As each vengeful ghost was completely digested, the area of ​​the Golden Ghost Prison grew larger and larger.

The prototype of the fourth level of the Golden Ghost Prison is gradually emerging in the deeper supernatural world.

"Boom!!!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

On the land shrouded in azure light, giant stone tablets, hundreds of meters high, sprouted from the ground like bamboo shoots after a rain!

Thousands upon thousands of giant stone tablets form a circular city wall, enclosing a vast area in this mysterious and eerie world.

After the stone monument and city wall were completed, a bloody storm suddenly began to fall from the sky.

A violent, eerie wind raged within the city walls, and countless pieces of flesh and blood rained down from the sky, piling up on the ground to form seas of blood and mountains of flesh.

Such a bizarre sea of ​​flesh and blood would make even Mu Sheng, the lord of Ghost Prison, feel his sanity plummet.

"An illusion! It must be an illusion!"

"My Golden Ghost Prison can't possibly be this evil!"

"Damn it! This must be a conspiracy by the world's consciousness, trying to ruin my art style!"

On a reef tens of meters high, Mu Sheng stepped on the fleshy coral beneath his feet, cursing the enemy's insidious intentions.

World Consciousness: .?

After the fourth level of the Golden Ghost Prison was fully formed, a piece of information suddenly appeared in Mu Sheng's mind.

This is the feedback from Golden Ghost Prison to Mu Sheng regarding the growth and changes in Ghost Prison's various abilities.

The temple on the first floor continued to rise, reaching over a thousand meters. The Yellow Springs River on the second floor truly possessed the turbulent waves of the first river in the underworld. The forest of white bones on the third floor also became increasingly lush.

However, compared to these changes, Mu Sheng was more concerned about the new abilities brought by the fourth level of the Ghost Prison.

First, there is this sea of ​​flesh and blood, a sea with ghost flesh as its foundation and ghost blood, ghost wind, ghost tombstones, and other fierce ghosts as its branches and leaves.

It possesses the ability to transfer damage indefinitely.

Therefore, the attacks and injuries Mu Sheng suffers can be transferred to the group of fierce ghosts in the Golden Ghost Prison through this sea area.

There are also divine relatives such as Yang Jian and Su Lei, as well as many underworld messengers.

"Let's forget about Yang Jian and his family. Prioritize vengeful ghosts, then the underworld officials!"

Mu Sheng quickly set up the rules for damage transfer.

"Leaving aside the extraordinary Wishing Ghost, I thought the supernatural attacks from other vengeful ghosts couldn't harm me at all."

Mu Sheng was satisfied with his new ability, and summoned the Ghost Scissors to give himself a good whack.

"Pfft!"

The ghost scissors, capable of cutting even vengeful spirits, easily pierced the priest's skull.

His brains, white and viscous, were spilling out.

Normally, the "ghost scissors" technique requires photographs as a medium to trigger the murder pattern.

However, as the embodiment of supernatural power, the ghost scissors can actually be used to launch attacks.

However, compared to using a medium to trigger a pattern of murder, the latter is far less efficient.

If you can kill enemies from a distance, who would choose to fight in close combat?
A ghost tamer isn't a martial artist; it would be hilarious if the enemy stole the ghost scissors from them by accident.

So peaceful.

After his brains were drained, Mu Sheng felt his mind clear up of all distracting thoughts, and he felt much more at peace.

Just staying here like this seems pretty good.

On the flesh-and-blood reef, Mu Sheng suddenly sat down cross-legged, gazing at the sea ahead, where blood and energy were boiling.

I have this urge to pull out my fishing rod and cast it a few times!

Sudden.

A warm sensation of being licked on his cheek jolted Mu Sheng from his tranquility.

"Who? What the hell is licking me?"

Mu Sheng grabbed the thing off his cheek, turned his head and saw a tongue that was seven or eight meters long.

"Damn it! It's the curse of the Ghost Scissors!"

Mu Sheng's face darkened, not because he was cursed, but because the curse was so disgusting.

Mu Sheng wasn't unfamiliar with being licked; in fact, he quite enjoyed the feeling.

But forget about this disgusting thing.

With a forceful flick of the arm holding the long tongue, the hundred-ton force of the demonic body erupted instantly, and the long tongue curse turned into a shooting star.

Whoosh! Bang!

The long-tongued curse flew across the entire sea of ​​flesh and blood, crashing into the giant stone monument at the boundary.

Under the terrifying impact, even supernatural beings were smashed into a pile of minced meat.

After sliding down the stone tablet, it was swallowed by the surging sea of ​​flesh and blood.

"It's a pity that these curses are just projections of the supernatural power of vengeful ghosts, otherwise I could summon an endless number of vengeful ghosts to imprison them."

Mu Sheng said with some regret.

However, his mind quickly turned to the restarting power contained in the fourth level of the Golden Ghost Prison.

In the real world, at the club estate.

Mu Sheng floated above the manor, unleashing a golden ghostly domain.

In an instant, a dazzling golden light enveloped the area within a ten-mile radius.

"Show your power! Golden Demon Prison!!!"

Mu Sheng stretched out his arms toward the sky and shouted.

An invisible force swept across, and everything in the area where the golden light shone became slow and stagnant.

The birds stopped flapping their wings, the insects' chirping suddenly disappeared, and the fountain's water flow froze in mid-air.

Everything froze in place, even the molecules stopped moving.

"Time stands still!"

Mu Sheng was no stranger to this power; he had previously wielded it in the Harry Potter world.

"Let me see your limits!"

When Yang Jian first activated the sixth level of the Ghost Domain, he could only maintain the stillness for a few minutes. Mu Sheng wanted to test how long he could maintain it.

The power of restarting continued to surge forth, and the entire Golden Ghost Realm was like a piece of time-space amber, freezing everything within it.

Ten minutes, thirty minutes, one hour, three hours.
Finally, Mu Sheng began to feel the strain.

"We can still hold on, but there's no need."

Mu Sheng sensed the situation within his body, and with a thought, everything around him began to flow again.

The birds continued to flap their wings, the chirping of insects resumed, and the fountain's water flowed down under the influence of gravity, splashing up large droplets.

"My essence is that of a ghost or god, so in theory I should be able to use supernatural powers without limit."

Is this happening because of insufficient permissions?

Mu Sheng roughly knew what was going on.

Time is like a river that flows forever. Mu Sheng's act of stopping time is like forcibly stopping a section of the river from flowing.

Such behavior will inevitably suffer backlash over time, and the backlash will become greater as time goes on.

Although Mu Sheng can use supernatural powers indefinitely, there is a limit to how much power he can output per unit of time.

"We still need to increase the number of levels in the Golden Ghost Prison!"

"The higher the level of the Ghost Prison, the higher the upper limit of power per unit of time, and the smaller the time backlash."

As Mu Sheng looked at the club estate that had returned to normal, he had a thought, and time around him was frozen again.

"The power of time's backlash has begun to accumulate again!"

"What's this, exploiting a bug?"

Mu Sheng discovered that although he could not maintain the freeze of time indefinitely, he could undo it every few hours and then freeze time again.

"Let's try rebooting ourselves!"

After testing his ability to freeze time, Mu Sheng began testing his ability to restart himself.

It's actually about reversing your own time!
The ghost domain, which covered an area of ​​ten kilometers in radius, quickly contracted and dissipated, leaving only an area just large enough to cover Mu Sheng's body.

The power of reactivation reappeared, and Mu Sheng's body instantly underwent...
Well, nothing noticeable has changed.

He wasn't injured, and his body remained in top condition.

However, Mu Sheng could sense that his own time was reversing!

Half an hour, one hour, two hours
As time continued to reverse, Mu Sheng even felt the digested food returning to his stomach.

"Wait a minute, something seems off!"

Mu Sheng suddenly stopped the restart, his brows furrowing: "The digested food has gone back into the stomach, wouldn't that count as..."

"Garlic bird, garlic bird, there's nothing much to test here, let's stop here!"

Mu Sheng reluctantly deactivated the restart and instead pulled out the Ghost Scissors.

【100% Ghost Scissors】

After the fourth layer of the Golden Ghost Prison was completed, the Ghost Prison was able to digest the vengeful spirits even faster.

In just a short while, the final two percentage points were achieved.

"Now that you've finished digesting it, I'll use you to forge a handy weapon."

The power of the Golden Ghost Prison surged forth, and the ghost scissors in Mu Sheng's hand quickly melted into a pool of molten iron.

Guided by Mu Sheng's spirit, the molten iron was molded into a long knife.

(End of this chapter)