Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 1560: Chapter 927: It’s Here (3)

Back during the dark tournament mission, Qu Muzhi’s father’s silver revolver left a deep impression on him; the man’s terrifying strength was on display.

Two hours passed swiftly, and the shift changed. The Chamber of Commerce woman continued to rest. This time, Nalan Shuo and Jiang Qingluan stood guard at the cave entrance, while outside was a misty world, with shadowy figures wandering aimlessly like headless flies.

With no targets nearby to attack, these puppet-like creatures could only wander around blindly.

With Director Nalan on watch, Yang Xiao felt at ease. He crawled into his sleeping bag and fell asleep quickly, as if having a beautiful dream.

He was sleeping soundly, but was suddenly awakened with a heavy and swift smack, startling him almost to the point of jumping in place, thinking that the group of Japanese Apostles had broken in.

But then, a masked face appeared in front of him—it was undeniably Jiang Qingluan.

"Get up, we’re getting ready to move," Jiang Qingluan stood up and looked down at him.

"Why did you have to hit so hard if no one’s broken in?" Yang Xiao grumbled discontentedly.

Jiang Qingluan couldn’t be bothered to respond, turning to pack her bag.

Seeing the Chamber of Commerce woman watching him not far away, Yang Xiao immediately changed his demeanor, awkwardly explaining to her, "Don’t get me wrong... she’s not like this at home, now..."

"Don’t upset her, pamper her a bit, and it’ll be fine after a while." Over time, everyone had become familiar, and the Chamber of Commerce woman advised softly but earnestly.

Of course, Jiang Qingluan didn’t hear this. She had already packed up and went to find Nalan Shuo to confirm the next course of action.

Very soon, they had an answer. Nalan Shuo took out the map to show Yang Xiao and the others. "Number 5 and I have already agreed. We’ll stick to the original route; no detours, we’ll go straight in."

"Aren’t we avoiding those Japanese Apostles?" The Chamber of Commerce man was somewhat surprised.

"We’ll confront them head-on if we encounter them. It’s best to strike first," Nalan Shuo unfurled the map, pointing it out to them. "Look here, the Secret Realm Core Area is not very large. We expect to stay in it for at least a day and a half. It’s unrealistic to completely avoid the Japanese. As long as they are alive, we’re bound to encounter them sooner or later."

"But that’s not what we were taught in training," the Chamber of Commerce man cautiously confirmed.

"Things have changed. The Secret Realm’s changes are happening much faster than we anticipated. The Secret Realm Core Area is rapidly shrinking, and its current size doesn’t allow us to avoid them," Jiang Qingluan, who had come over, said. Her words carried much more weight than Nalan Shuo’s when it came to intelligence.

The Chamber of Commerce duo did not argue further, simply nodding. They had also realized that their information was far from equal—Jiang Qingluan had access to much more intel they’d never been told about, such as the changes in the Secret Realm Core Area.

"You wait here, I’ll go gather the stuff," Yang Xiao departed first to retrieve the Ghost Fog Bottle, a valuable treasure not to be lost.

Previously, Yang Xiao had left a mirror near the Ghost Fog Bottle. This time, when the Soul-Capturing Mirror activated, he appeared directly at the bottle’s location.

But just as he materialized under the tree where the bottle was stored, his heart suddenly sank with an intense dread. He immediately sensed a terrifying aura appearing nearby.

In less than half a second, Yang Xiao confirmed that this presence had nothing to do with the Japanese Apostles, who weren’t this powerful. The pressure it exerted on him was unprecedented, almost making him forget to breathe.

Source Ghost!

It must be the Source Ghost!

He didn’t understand why the Source Ghost was here; it seemed like it had been waiting a long time just for him to show up. freewёbnoνel.com

This Secret Realm was of such high calibre that it attracted much covetous interest from big powers within the world of martial arts. Yang Xiao couldn’t fathom why he was the one targeted by the Source Ghost.

But it was too late to say anything now; escaping quickly was the priority. Even in this tense moment, Yang Xiao remembered Jiang Qingluan’s previous warning: do not use magic artifacts, do not harness spiritual power, or it would bring big trouble.

Scanning his surroundings, Yang Xiao could only sense that he was being watched, but couldn’t pinpoint the Source Ghost’s location. The fog around him was becoming denser, with visibility continuing to drop.

Regardless, as Jiang Qingluan had previously said, he should act as if he were an ordinary person, and pretend the Source Ghost wasn’t there.

Taking a deep breath to calm his mind, Yang Xiao quickly gauged his bearings and decisively turned and walked in one direction.

It was the direction opposite the cave; he had to lure the Source Ghost away.

But he hadn’t gone far when Yang Xiao had to stop. He was too afraid to proceed because he felt a strong, indescribable sense of dread. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

Staring at the vague mist ahead, cold sweat ran down both sides of Yang Xiao’s face beneath his mask. He was almost certain that the Source Ghost was just ahead of him.

Without further hesitation, he decisively turned around and chose another direction, but after only twenty steps, that familiar feeling of being watched returned, warning him of the danger ahead, that it was haunted.

Jiang Qingluan’s words echoed repeatedly in Yang Xiao’s mind as he assessed and analyzed; she had once warned him that once the Source Ghost appeared, it would approach its target in a baffling manner.