Simultaneous travel: The group is about to be wiped out

Chapter 139 Dialogue with Parchment

Looking at the black figure, who was arrogant about his strength in various worlds, Chen Feng felt an extremely powerful and strange aura emanating from him.

To put it simply, if this giant black shadow were to revive, I would probably die here today.

This aura, based on estimation, is probably at the level of a half-step fourth stage cultivator, and coupled with various strange abilities, it can be said to be extremely troublesome.

The red eye on the shadowy figure is gone; Yang Jian must have taken it...

After a moment of reflection, Chen Feng raised his head and looked at the mummified corpse. His expression was calm, but his eyes were filled with solemnity.

The opportunity to become a demon tamer is right in front of you, and this path is a great road. As long as you keep going, it is not impossible to reach the fourth stage.

However, the risk is too great. If one is not careful, the evil spirit will revive and one will lose consciousness.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Feng chuckled and reached out to touch the human skin on the bone tree.

The instant he touched her, a sudden change occurred. The fair skin fell straight down like flowing water, sliding down his palm and onto Chen Feng's entire body.

In just a moment, it completely covered Chen Feng's entire body, and his original skin melted away instantly, like a thin sheet of paper.

In an instant, an extreme chill spread throughout his body, and unparalleled pain entered his mind, even more intense than the feeling of being skinned and dismembered, and there was even pain in his soul. It felt as if his whole body had been crushed.

Even with Chen Feng's temperament, he couldn't help but tremble all over at this moment, cold sweat streaming down his forehead, and a chilling, painful feeling enveloped his entire body.

Something's not right. Logically speaking, controlling a vengeful ghost should indeed cause pain, but in the original story, Yang Jian, being an ordinary person, quickly got through it.

If it shouldn't be this way by its own will, then there's only one possibility: this vengeful ghost is extraordinary.

At this moment, Chen Feng's original skin had completely disappeared, replaced by this white human skin.

Three minutes later, the pain slowly subsided, but in the next moment, something unexpected suddenly happened...

The human skin began to slowly contract, moving towards Chen Feng's body, seemingly trying to devour everything about him.

It's a very simple and clear phenomenon: evil spirits are resurrected.

But at this moment, Chen Feng was already cursing the ghost's ancestors for eighteen generations. Damn it, buddy, the ghost's resurgence was caused by overuse of its ghostly abilities, resulting in a change in its consciousness.

But nothing I did worked, and you just started reviving right away? This doesn't make sense...

This ghost is very fierce!!
Although surprised, Chen Feng still had a way to deal with it. He forcefully focused his mind and pushed the Eye of All Things to its limit. A bright white light gathered in his eyes, and powerful spiritual energy burst forth from his body.

At the same time, the White Void Flame was generated and began to suppress the human-skinned vengeful spirit.

Gradually, under dual control, the vengeful spirit was suppressed, and the commotion of its resurgence completely subsided.

As expected, my guess was right. The powerful mental abilities brought by the Eye of All Things, as well as the White Void Flame with effects similar to gold, were able to suppress the resurgence of the evil spirit.

This is also the fundamental basis for my proposal to use human thoughts to control the bodies of ghosts and gods.

After the vengeful spirit within his body calmed down, Chen Feng did not stop. He sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes blazing with white light, his body radiating white flames, and he began to practice his double-handed techniques.

Blue dual hands appeared beside him, and under his control, they lashed out at his skin.

Both hands are fully open; the blue hand governs consciousness and the soul.

Without a doubt, the ghosts in the mysterious resurrected world also possess consciousness-like qualities; otherwise, the resurrection of vengeful ghosts wouldn't have occurred.

The instant the blue hand touched his skin, Chen Feng instantly sensed something: a chaotic, frenzied, mechanical consciousness. Without any hesitation, the Eye of All Things was activated, his consciousness fluctuated, and he used both hands to destroy this mass of consciousness.

Seemingly sensing something, the previously calmed ghost reacted instantly, its human skin began to shrink again, and it launched a frenzied counterattack, showing signs of revival once more.

Chen Feng was not surprised at all. He let out a breath and a glint of light flashed in his eyes. After all, he was just a guy who didn't know spirituality. How could he possibly defeat the magic that I had cultivated for many years?

In an instant, he unleashed his full power, his eyes blazing with white light, and the aura he exuded caused the surrounding suppressed ghosts to tremble.

However, it was firmly suppressed by the bone tree and the coffin nails...

Within Chen Feng's body, two spiritual forces collided instantly, constantly fighting and battling each other.

It must be admitted that the ghost's consciousness was incredibly powerful and of a very high rank, but unfortunately, it was ultimately finite. Chen Feng's spiritual power continued to pour in, and with the Dual Hand technique, which specialized in targeting consciousness, he managed to completely suppress the ghost in one fell swoop.

After an unknown amount of time, the white flames around Chen Feng slowly receded into his body, and the red Double Hands appeared, taking effect to modify the abnormal parts of his body.

He took a deep breath, raised his hand, felt the strength in his body, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

It worked; my idea was indeed correct.

The people in this world do not know any Taoist magic, and their souls and spirits are very weak. They can only maintain their consciousness by fighting against each other through a kind of deadlock.

But I am different. I possess Taoist magic, the powerful sexual ability of the Eye of All Things, and the Dual Hands that specialize in attacking the soul. I can suppress and destroy the consciousness of evil spirits and make their abilities completely my own.

Chen Feng slowly activated his demonic abilities. In an instant, a white demonic domain spread out from his body, expanding outwards and reaching a distance of fifty meters in the blink of an eye.

The ghost he was controlling possessed the power of the Ghost Domain, and judging from its hard, jade-like skin, he could clearly sense that the vengeful ghost also had a certain degree of protective ability.

Moreover, compared to other ghost tamers, he has an even greater advantage: he doesn't have to worry about vengeful ghosts reviving.

This means that one can use the ghost realm and the power of ghosts at will.

However, this is on the premise that there are limits, and that one's current ghost domain has reached a level that can influence the real world, which is the level of Yang Jian's fifth-level ghost domain.

Within this limit, one can use this ghostly ability at will without worrying about the resurrection of vengeful spirits.

But once this limit is exceeded, the vengeful spirit will revive, and to an even greater degree.

Even with his current abilities, he couldn't fully control the demon. He could only rely on the power of his dual-wielding hands to slowly destroy the demon's consciousness, which was a long process.

After suppressing the vengeful ghost, Chen Feng had vaguely guessed some things. The vengeful ghosts in the mysterious resurrected world were very special and of a very high level. They were incomparable to ghosts in common sense and seemed to be the embodiment of some kind of rule.

According to the original setting, these vengeful spirits were all fragments, so without a doubt, the complete form formed by these vengeful spirits must be at the fourth stage level, absolutely!
In other words, these vengeful ghosts are all split off from powerful beings at the fourth stage, possessing certain properties, which also explains why ghosts cannot be killed.

Only a powerhouse of the same level can kill a fourth-stage being. Even if this demon is incomplete, it still possesses certain characteristics of a fourth-stage being, and completely destroying its will with the Dual-Hand technique will not be an easy task.

With a light breath, Chen Feng stopped thinking and stood up, gazing at the remaining vengeful ghosts without a single thought.

My own ghost is powerful enough, capable of both offense and defense. Combined with the White Void Flame, which acts like gold, it's sufficient for the current situation.

After doing all this, Chen Feng looked up and found that the sky was still gloomy, proving that the Ghost Realm had not disappeared, so Yang Jian and his group were still here.

At this point, another thought came to mind: the magical ghost that runs throughout the entire text—the parchment.

Normally, the protagonist is accompanied by an old man, and in Yang Jian's case, it's this parchment.

The ability to use the Ghost Eye to develop the Ghost Realm and to control the second headless ghost shadow was all thanks to the parchment.

However, this parchment isn't as kind and approachable as the old grandfathers who are the main characters in other worlds...

Now, I'm actually quite curious about this kind of thing.

Before leaving, Chen Feng had one more thing to do. He stretched out his hand, and a white flame bloomed, eerie and enchanting.

With a flick of his finger, the white lotus flower landed on the bone tree and hung there.

Although I am not yet able to control these other vengeful spirits, one day I will come here again and begin to control them.

A white ghostly domain appeared, and Chen Feng's figure disappeared from the spot, heading in another direction.

At this very moment, in a green forest at No. 7 Middle School.

Yang Jian was holding a piece of parchment, looking at its contents with a tense expression and his eyes filled with horror.

Just now, he used a trick to get this paper from Fang Jing, but the moment he got his hands on it, he saw the strange contents on the paper.

For a moment, he hesitated, wondering whether to discard this strange object. Its contents were far too bizarre; should he just throw it away...?

As if sensing his inner thoughts, words began to appear on the parchment, a line of text:

Don't lose me...don't lose me, I can help you. You'll die without me.

Looking at the contents, Yang Jian felt a chill run down his spine, but ultimately gritted his teeth and decided to accept it.

But, the next moment, a white light flashed, and a voice rang out.

"Excuse me, can I borrow what you're holding to take a look?"

Upon hearing this sudden voice, Yang Jian was startled, his body trembled violently, and he almost fell to the ground. He looked up at the man in front of him, who had a fair complexion and was wearing the same school uniform as him.

What's even more surprising is that the other person is someone they know.

"Chen Feng, is that you? Are you a human or a ghost?"

When Chen Feng heard Yang Jian call him by his name, he was taken aback. In his memory, he had never interacted with Yang Jian at all, never spoken to him, and had only met him once or twice.

"Oh, you know me?"

Seemingly noticing Chen Feng's astonishment, Yang Jian nodded: "Nonsense, who in the whole school doesn't know him?"

He's handsome and has the best grades in the entire school, consistently ranking first. Most people in the school know him.

Seeing that Chen Feng's answer was relatively normal, and recalling what he had said earlier, Yang Jian, holding the parchment, asked with a puzzled look, "Are you also controlling vengeful spirits now? I can give you the parchment, but can you take us out of here?"

Looking at the boy in front of him, Chen Feng was momentarily dazed. Unlike the ruthless Captain Ghost Eye in the novel, Yang Jian was just a senior high school student at this moment, at most with a slightly outstanding personality.

After thinking it over, ignoring the other party's probing, Chen Feng nodded and said calmly, "You're right, I also control a vengeful spirit, just like you. I need to see the parchment, and then I can take you all with me."

Upon seeing that the other party had agreed, Yang Jian's face lit up with joy, and he handed over the parchment directly.

Reaching out to take the parchment, Chen Feng looked down and, whether it was his imagination or not, seemed to feel the paper tremble the instant he touched it. Raising an eyebrow, he spoke directly:
“I know you can understand me. I don’t have much patience. Give me information that’s useful to me within ten seconds, or I will seal you in a golden box and bury you underground, where you will never come out again.”

Yang Jian, who was standing to the side, had a glint in his eyes. Although Chen Feng only said a few words, he revealed a lot.

Parchment can be used for communication, and its contents have a certain degree of credibility.

Gold has an effect on ghosts.

Since parchment doesn't possess any independent capabilities, throwing it onto the ground is the best way to scare people.

Looking at the unperturbed parchment in his hand, Chen Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, activated his ghostly abilities, and a white ghostly domain began to appear. He then said, "Ten, nine, eight, three, two, one..."

"Get out of here and go underground!"

Having said that, Chen Feng exhausted his Yuan Energy and took out a golden box that he had prepared in advance from the Yuan Energy Palace, preparing to put it inside.

The parchment immediately came to life, revealing the words: "Unreasonable! You didn't even count the numbers seven, six, five, and four."

This parchment seems to be quite human-like...

Seeing this, Chen Feng's lips twitched, but he didn't bother to pay attention and continued what he was doing.

Seemingly sensing Chen Feng's determination, the previous writing on the parchment instantly faded and disappeared, and new words began to appear:

My name is Chen Feng. By the time you see this, I will already be dead. I gained power from a strange toilet and controlled my first vengeful spirit, but that spirit was far more powerful than I imagined. It instantly revived, and I died there...

As the writing progressed, the parchment seemed to be affected by something; the characters began to fade and disappear again, an invisible aura emanated, and the characters reappeared:

No, I didn't die. I successfully suppressed the vengeful spirit by borrowing some kind of power, and gained control of this powerful ghost. At that moment, I made a decision to use human will to control the ghost's body. All of this is because of my own powerful ability, an ability that has no limitations and belongs entirely to me. That ability is...

At this point, another change occurred with the parchment; the handwriting became chaotic, a garish, scarlet mess of characters that conveyed madness and disbelief.
Who are you...?

(End of this chapter)