Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 169 The God in Ye Zhen’s Mouth
The sword hanging above his head made Cao Yang feel so much pressure that he could hardly breathe. He felt so tense that he was on the verge of life and death. He was sure that even if this body was made of ghost flesh, it would be impossible for him to withstand this sword.

Not only that, Cao Yang also found that he was gradually losing control of the Blood River Ghost Den. It was the bronze sword that was eroding the Blood River. This Sword Tomb Ghost Den was even more terrifying than he had imagined.

"It looks like a quick victory is in order."

The sudden change made Cao Yang feel uneasy. At the same time, he did not forget that he had forcibly changed the transaction date with the Ghost Peddler on Menggui Road. The Ghost Peddler should be on the way now.

Cao Yang dived underwater again. This time, he was ready to completely suppress Ye Zhen. The ability of the scapegoat was indeed abnormal and unsolvable, but he was helpless against the supernatural powers of the suppression type. As for the memory ghost, Cao Yang did not intend to expose it.

The cards have to be played one by one. Only a fool would reveal all the cards at once.

Under the blood river, Cao Yang's figure flashed quickly, and his body was covered with a thick and deep black shadow, which blocked the strange hands that tried to invade.

Ye Zhen stood proudly in the air. The heavy pressure like a mountain was always there, making his movements difficult. The punch he just threw was only thanks to his long-term boxing practice and his body's instinct.

"I didn't expect that Xiao Cao was so capable that he could put me, Ye, in such a passive situation."

Although the situation was not favorable for Ye Zhen, he remained stubborn and unwilling to make any concessions, let alone ruin his reputation as Master Ye of Dahai City, Ye Wudi.

However, at this moment, a pair of blackened palms suddenly stretched out from under Ye Zhen, and those palms were covered with smelly and sticky blood, as if he was wearing a pair of bloody gloves.

The bloody hand grabbed Ye Zhen's feet, the suppression of the ghost blood was formed, and the magical power of the flashing leather shoes became ineffective. The pair of ghost shoes was instantly taken off by Cao Yang and thrown aside.

But Cao Yang's attack went far beyond that. After succeeding, he directly targeted Ye Zhen himself. A thin and dark ghost floated on the water and instantly lifted up Ye Zhen's feet. The law of death if lost balance and death if carried on the back instantly killed Ye Zhen. The light in his eyes suddenly went out, and his face turned ashen.

"It's now."

Cao Yang did not intend to give him another chance to die in his place, but was ready to take action next and completely suppress Ye Zhen.

He first floated to the surface, and the ghost on his back forcibly made a space for standing under his feet. Cao Yang grabbed Ye Zhen's body, and the weathered bronze spear pierced his forehead again.

Then, black and sticky blood oozed out from Cao Yang's palm continuously, almost wrapping Ye Zhen into a thick cocoon, leaving only the head exposed.

In order to completely suppress Ye Zhen, Cao Yang directly used the source of ghost blood. Leaving the head behind was just to make it easier for the other party to surrender and communicate, so as to prevent him from causing any more trouble.

Then, Cao Yang spent some time to find the source of the bronze sword that had pierced several palms continuously. He used the blood gloves to isolate the spiritual invasion and quickly imprisoned the bronze sword again.

The huge bronze sword hanging above his head had already fallen a little, and was only a little more than one meter away from Cao Yang's forehead, almost killing him. However, this strange phenomenon disappeared after the bronze sword was isolated, and Cao Yang also regained absolute control over the Blood River Ghost Den.

The ghost den was cleared, and the sky and the sea became clear again, but there was a small area where it was still drizzling and very dark. There were two people standing in the rain. They were A Wu and Wei Yun, members of the supernatural forum.

"Boss!"

The scarlet ghost cave disappeared, and the two men clearly saw their boss being held in someone's hand like a toy, with a strange bronze object stuck on his forehead. They felt disappointed immediately.

"Captain...Cao Yang?"

Awu reacted quickly and recognized Cao Yang's identity.

"Don't panic, Ye Zhen and I are just sparring, and you know his character better than me. If I don't restrain him, I don't know when this competition will end." Cao Yang waved his hand, indicating that he had no ill intentions. At this time, Ye Zhen had recovered again, but his whole body was restrained, only his head was exposed and he could speak, which seemed to be intentional by Cao Yang.

"Oh, I, Ye, am not the kind of person who will keep pestering you. I admit that you are very strong, Xiao Cao, but I can see that you are not using your full strength. Of course, I, Ye, feel the same way. Wait for me to practice a little more and forge a magical weapon that is unique to me, and then I will fight you for another 300 rounds!"

Ye Zhen screamed, and Ah Wu and Wei Yun beside him couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. Their boss was good in every way, handsome, strong, and not afraid of the resurrection of evil spirits, but he was a middle school student with a second-year syndrome.

Seeing this, Cao Yang took back the ghost blood, took off the bronze spear, and Ye Zhen resumed his action.

"I admit, Xiao Cao, you are indeed quite capable. But this era is too hopeless. All hope, survival, love and hate in the world, life and death, and disillusionment are all pressed on one point. This point will ferment and expand until it explodes. Then, a most special existence will be born in the world."

"And He can save all living beings, bring hope, maintain survival, punish evil and promote good, and reverse life and death!"

Ye Zhen looked serious and excited, as if he was talking about something very sacred. But Ah Wu, who was standing next to him, got goose bumps all over his body.

"The boss is having a relapse again."

Ah Wu muttered to himself, but he didn't want to interrupt him. However, Wei Yun listened with great interest, and asked with a puzzled look:
"Boss, what is that and who is he?"

"It's God, an omnipotent God. And I, Ye Zhen, am destined to ascend to heaven and become a god as the strongest in the world, just like Him."

Ye Zhen pointed to the sky with one hand and looked up at the sky which had already become dark. It seemed that behind the thick clouds, there was a palace in the sky which made him fascinated.

Cao Yang also looked up, but he only saw thick clouds. There was not even a moon today, and the weather seemed to be turning cloudy.

Of course, he had not forgotten the cursed line that he had discovered when he used the ghost scissors in the underground world. The line was almost as thick as a baby's arm. At that time, the line was connected directly to the top. But now it seems that the line is probably not connected to the ground above the fierce ghost road...

"Does God...really exist?"

Wei Yun muttered softly.

"If God really exists and can really do what the boss said, why am I in such a terrible state now?"

Cao Yang took out the ghost scissors, and sure enough, the thickest curse line in his sight still existed, and just like before, this curse line extended all the way to the sky, with no end in sight.

"God exists."

He sighed lightly, then chatted with Ye Zhen for a few words, mainly asking him and the Supernatural Forum to keep the results of their discussion a secret and not disclose it to anyone. Ye Zhen readily agreed.

Afterwards, Cao Yang left the sea.

“Ding Ding~!”

The clear and melodious sound of wind chimes rang in Cao Yang's ears; the ghost peddler was coming.

(End of this chapter)