Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 296 Using Force
Sadako's ghost realm stretched rapidly across the night sky like a gray meteor, disappearing from Da'an City in a very short time.

It soared over countless mountains and wildernesses, out of the country, and flew over the sea.

Such astonishing speed made it difficult for even the satellites monitoring the confrontation between the two to capture any footage for a short time.

Sadako's demon realm is now fully unleashed and is incredibly large, with its transformation into a rainbow occurring at a speed beyond everyone's imagination.

The journey from leaving Da'an City to overseas actually takes less than three seconds.

But just as Wang Liang, carrying Ye Zhen who was like a dead dog, used Ghost Domain to sweep over a foreign city.

He let out a soft exclamation, and his eyes suddenly exploded like Ye Zhen's just now. His body rapidly decayed, and Ye Zhen in his hand took the opportunity to disappear.

With a flash of gray light, Wang Liang appeared unharmed on the city streets.

Ye Zhen, who also appeared to be unharmed, appeared on the street and stood opposite Wang Liang.

However, at that moment, his eye twitched, and a bead of cold sweat quietly slid down his forehead.

This is a fairly lively night market, with bright streetlights, numerous food stalls, and a large number of people.

Two living people suddenly appeared on the street, causing those who happened to be nearby to gasp in surprise.

"Ashiba! A magic trick?!" someone exclaimed in a little Korean.

"Hey, this guy's dressed so strangely, but he's kind of handsome." A woman turned her head and saw Ye Zhen, saying in a bit of Korean.

"You damn woman, didn't you see that this person just suddenly appeared?" A man's worldview is crumbling as he sees the truth.

Hearing the unfamiliar language spoken by the people around him, completely different from Mandarin, Ye Zhen felt a chill run down her spine.

In a moment of carelessness, he was brutally beaten by Wang Liang all the way from Da'an City to overseas. How long had it been?!
But after exchanging a glance with Wang Liang, who was dressed in a black overcoat across the street, hands in his pockets, expression indifferent and casual, seemingly not taking the confrontation seriously at all, Ye Zhen suddenly burst into hearty laughter, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.

"Excellent! I, Ye, have fought my way through countless battles, and it has been a long time since I have encountered such an exciting opponent. Wang Liang! You have not disappointed me, but I will not be careless again! Let's fight again!"

In a foreign land, few people on the street could understand Ye Zhen's childish and eccentric words.

But his unusual attire and loud shouts drew the attention of people on the street who hadn't noticed him before.

But the next second, as Ye Zhen's gaze turned cold and he raised the unsharpened sword in his hand, which looked like a cheap one bought online, the crowd that had been watching the spectacle was immediately plunged into terror.

"Kill you!"

Ye Zhen disregarded the crowd separating them and swung his longsword forward.

With a seemingly ordinary swing, it appeared as if it had cleaved reality in two, leaving a deep, cold crack in the air before flying away from the sword tip towards Wang Liang across the street.

Moreover, the crack continued to spread rapidly up and down along the way, growing larger and larger.

Finally, it seemed to form a bizarre and incomprehensible spatial abyss, swallowing Wang Liang across the street.

Wherever it passed, the ground was cut open and the air was torn apart.

The crowd in front of the crack was torn apart and dismembered, the scene was extremely bloody, the street was stained red, and a strong smell of blood emanated from it.

Even if those broken bodies were pieced back together, they would never be complete. The cracks had swallowed up parts of the bodies, causing them to disappear completely from reality.

However, this huge crack, which had torn a bloody path and was almost as tall as a two-story building, inexplicably twisted when it was about three meters in front of Wang Liang, as if it had hit an invisible wall. It twisted, weakened, and finally disappeared completely.

"Hmm?" Ye Zhen raised an eyebrow, ignoring the people killed in the blast and the screaming, fleeing crowd around him. His eyes were only on Wang Liang across the street, whose posture hadn't changed at all.

Ye Zhen sheathed his longsword, showing no disappointment, and still spoke with confidence and arrogance:
"Very good, as expected of the man who managed to take advantage of my carelessness and bring me to this godforsaken place. However, the Ghost Realm is my weakest area; that sword strike just now was merely a warm-up. Let's try again!"

Ye Zhen was wearing a pair of strange leather shoes that didn't quite match his overall style, but as he took a simple step forward...

There was no sign of the ghost realm invading, but Ye Zhen's figure disappeared from the spot like a phantom and instantly appeared in front of Wang Liang, throwing a punch at Wang Liang.

This was certainly not a simple punch. Just like that sword strike, it seemed simple, but it revealed a level that most modern ghost tamers could hardly reach.

thump.

Ye Zhen's fist slammed into Wang Liang's chest, his punching posture was standard, as if he had trained in boxing.

But this punch, which exuded a chilling and sinister aura, did not even shake Wang Liang's figure.

After blocking the punch, Wang Liang not only used the Kuchisake Oni's clothes for supernatural defense, but also allowed the Kuchisake Oni to possess him in a more perfect way.

Attacking him now is actually attacking the Slit-Mouthed Woman's true form. The Slit-Mouthed Woman, especially now that she has mastered the crucial puzzle piece, the Roadblock Demon, is not so easily shaken.

"Nani?!"

Ye Zhen was truly dumbfounded this time. His fist contained a terrifying supernatural power, even more terrifying than the sword strike from before. It had never failed him before, but this time it was completely useless?!

Unable to gauge his skill level, Ye Zhen felt a chill run down his spine and quickly took a step back, his figure flashing more than ten meters away.

Wang Liang pulled a hand out of his pocket and patted his clothes as if brushing off dust.

"Harder."

"What?" Ye Zhen was taken aback.

Wang Liang beckoned to him: "I said use force, I'll beat you into submission today."

Ye Zhen was furious and shouted, "Arrogant! You are the challenger!"

With a flash and without any warning, Ye Zhen appeared behind Wang Liang in an instant, lunging forward and throwing a punch.

A fist powerful enough to smash through a house slammed into Wang Liang's back, sending a chill down his spine. It only caused Wang Liang's black overcoat, which was not flapping in the wind, to shrink back. But that was all; it did not make Wang Liang move an inch.

"Harder."

Ye Zhen flashed to the front again and threw a punch.

Boom!
"You don't even have the strength to hit someone, yet you claim to be the best in Asia?" Wang Liang mocked.

"Ahhh!"

Ye Zhen's eyes were bloodshot, and he threw punches with both hands, alternating left and right.

Both fists exuded a terrifying, chilling aura. With each swing, the flesh on the surface of the fists was eroded by the chilling aura emanating from the vengeful spirits, revealing the eerie, blackened bones beneath.

But this caused the evil spirit in Ye Zhen's fist to resurface even further. He unleashed two punches simultaneously, more than twice as terrifying as before, causing even Wang Liang to subtly frown.

(End of this chapter)