Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 1559: Chapter 927: They’re Here (2)

Now they’ve just set up camp to rest. If they change locations again, it’s likely to attract the attention of those Japanese Apostles, and the chances of being ambushed in the mist will be greater.

After all, it’s not easy to use spiritual power here. He’s worried about attracting that Source Ghost within the Secret Realm; this mist feels very similar to the Ghost Fog that attacked earlier.

Yang Xiao is not too nervous because he’s already thought of a way to deal with it.

After a thought, a wooden box appeared in Yang Xiao’s hand.

The wooden box contained the spoils Yang Xiao had obtained from his raid on the Gu Sect Headquarters.

Ghost Fog Bottle.

Though called a bottle, it actually resembles a jar. When the box is opened, inside is a relatively short and stubby little jar, completely pitch black and slightly smaller than an urn, without any decorative patterns.

The thing looks unremarkable, but Yang Xiao knows its power well. This is the most powerful defensive weapon in the Gu Sect Headquarters.

The Ghost Fog Bottle can unleash Ghost Fog, which contains dozens of mindless puppets wandering within. Many of these puppets were Ghost-level Apostles in life, and the strongest puppet has even reached the Half-step Nether Realm.

Let alone an Apostle like him at the early-stage of Ghost-level, even a peak Ghost-level Apostle trapped in the Ghost Fog for too long would meet their end.

Of course, if you can find that extremely obscure path to life, it won’t just be Apostles; even ordinary people could survive. But that’s too difficult, and Yang Xiao, who has been through the terror of this object, speaks with authority on this matter.

"Is this... an ownerless magic artifact?" The Chamber of Commerce man, quite knowledgeable, immediately realized upon seeing the Ghost Fog Bottle.

"That’s right, but it’s not ownerless; this is my belonging," Yang Xiao corrected. freewebnoveℓ.com

"Yes, yes, I understand, but what’s its use?" This was the Chamber of Commerce man’s primary concern. With strong enemies appearing, everyone is in the same boat, and he naturally has no undue intentions towards the good things Yang Xiao possesses.

"Follow me closely." Saying this, Yang Xiao stepped out of the cave and into the mist, then pushed over the Ghost Fog Bottle, which was originally upside down in the box. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

As soon as the sealed jar’s mouth was exposed, in the next second, the Chamber of Commerce man following behind instantly felt an indescribable heart-palpitating sensation, as if sensing many unknown presences nearby.

"Quite perceptive." Yang Xiao noticed the man’s reaction and praised him.

In less than half a minute, the nearby mist thickened considerably. Shadows could be vaguely seen moving in the depths of the mist, stiff figures reminiscent of zombies, walking in their direction.

"Little brother, this... this situation doesn’t seem right. Are you sure you can control this magic artifact?" The Chamber of Commerce man’s heart was unsteady, ready to activate a magic artifact to attack. He vaguely sensed that the spiritual power emanating from some of these figures was stronger than his own.

"Don’t panic, this is a defensive magic artifact. These are all puppets, and as long as you invert yourself, they won’t attack you," Yang Xiao explained.

The Chamber of Commerce man was stunned for a moment, not reacting immediately, "Invert myself..."

"Like this." Yang Xiao stood on his head against a tree.

With Yang Xiao’s demonstration, the Chamber of Commerce man followed suit, hesitantly standing on his head as well. Indeed, once both of them were inverted, the stiff figures closing in on them gradually walked away, turning towards another direction.

"Damn!" Yang Xiao realized where the problem was; the puppets were heading in the direction of the cave, abandoning him and the Chamber of Commerce man to seek out Nalan Shuo, Jiang Qingluan, and the other two.

Utilizing the Soul-Capturing Mirror’s ability, Yang Xiao and the Chamber of Commerce man rushed back to the cave first. After repeated experiments by Yang Xiao, he finally placed the box containing the Ghost Fog Bottle in a special position.

Here, it could ensure the Ghost Fog covered the area in front of the cave without invading the cave too much and affecting others, considering the Ghost Fog has a range. Yang Xiao meticulously controlled the distance.

Back in the Esoteric Sect, the esteemed Dean Sheng of the Yiling Academy had analyzed this magic artifact for Yang Xiao, explaining that the strength of the Ghost Fog Bottle was directly related to the strength of the puppets imprisoned within.

The stronger the puppets, the stronger the defense, capable of trapping higher-ranked Apostles, and the larger the Ghost Fog it could evoke.

Unfortunately, Yang Xiao never mastered the method to refine such puppets; these techniques were unique to the Gu Sect, as their livelihood depended on it.

Once, Yang Xiao had exhausted all means against Bo Yetong; although this person had poor character, his nature was indeed fierce and tenacious, a ruthless person who never revealed a bit of useful information until the end.

If it weren’t for the rush last time, he had planned to invite Bo Yetong’s father for a visit at the Esoteric Sect’s Alchemy Furnace, to reunite father and son.

With the defense measures set up, Yang Xiao and the Chamber of Commerce man retreated back into the cave, keeping watch at the entrance, always alert to any outside movements.

The defense measures were not infallible; vigilance was still necessary, as those Japanese Apostles weren’t simple; they were a special elite ninja squad from Japan’s Iga Sect, with mysterious methods and extraordinary skills.

Once, upon seeing the profiles of these people, Yang Xiao inadvertently remembered a few old acquaintances.

It was during a clandestine competition at the Ru Lin Academy when he saw a team led by Qu Muzhi’s father, a team later confirmed through various channels to belong to a special unit under the Patrol Defense Office.

The identities of that team’s members were strictly confidential, and even Qu Muzhi knew very little about his father’s past.