Free Web NovelChapter 633: Chapter 516: Exorcising Evil_2
Upon hearing this, Yang Xiao no longer hesitated and strengthened the spiritual power infused into the Ghost Lantern. As the flame flickered, the eerie green light intensified. Seconds later, a shocking scene unfolded—Lu Chenzhou’s wounds visibly healed at an astonishing speed. The cuts slowly closed up, and his twisted, broken right leg was gradually straightened by an unseen bizarre force. The blood on his pants also eerily flowed back into the wounds. Although Lu Chenzhou couldn’t see this, he could faintly feel it. Simultaneously, the clay figurine in his hand was also changing.
The wounds on the clay figurine healed at a visible rate, mirroring the recovery of Lu Chenzhou’s body under the green light. However, soon Yang Xiao was exhausted and could no longer use the Ghost Lantern, and the healing was abruptly halted.
Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, a profoundly exhausted Yang Xiao still couldn’t hide the shock in his heart. This Ghost Lantern in his hand not only could break through the "Ghost Hitting the Wall," but it also had a strong restraining effect on curse-type Magic Artifacts. In a previous battle with the Venerable Jile, if it weren’t for the Ghost Lantern suppressing the female ghost, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
But at the same time, he also felt the danger of the Ghost Lantern. In the last few seconds before his exhaustion, he saw a blurry ghost face appear behind the lantern cover of the Ghost Lantern. It was the face of a child with a single braid sticking straight up on top of his head.
Indeed, these supernatural items were very dangerous, especially when one’s spiritual power was about to be depleted. Once he lost control over these items, he would be devoured and meet a grisly death. No wonder possessing multiple Magic Artifacts was not desirable for Angel Envoys—typically, those who wielded three, or even four or five Magic Artifacts didn’t live long. freēwēbnovel.com
Yang Xiao was well aware of his limits. The fact that he had managed to survive so actively was not only due to his own excellence but more importantly, his elder sister’s abilities.
"Lu, this is all I can do," Yang Xiao admitted honestly.
Lu Chenzhou looked at the clay figurine, whose injuries had largely healed, and then back at Yang Xiao, so astonished that he was momentarily lost for words. A Magic Artifact capable of dispelling curses was unheard of and unimaginable—a true treasure trove indeed!
From what he saw: a paper lantern emitting a green light, a short stick of unidentifiable material, a rusty kitchen knife, and a silver duster. There seemed to be a mirror as well—five items in total. This Li character-generation Angel Envoy actually possessed five Magic Artifacts!
No wonder he dared to make enemies with the Resentment Sect— who else would dare provoke those maniacs?
"Lu, brother?" Seeing that Lu Chenzhou was just staring at him in silence, Yang Xiao was startled, fearing that the Ghost Lantern’s healing might have side effects, possibly messing up his mind.
"Yang, today, I’ve truly seen something extraordinary," Lu Chenzhou exclaimed after taking a deep breath, awed by the stark difference between individuals.
Sighing inwardly, Yang Xiao lamented his lack of choice, or he wouldn’t have ended up here. There was a time when his best imagined life was simply staying home and writing scripts.
Suddenly, a commotion came from the blood donation house not far behind them. Accompanied by a burst of blue light, the ground shook violently, rendering the entire amusement park unstable. The behaviors of the surrounding visitors and staff also became aberrant.
The black night sky overhead seemed like a cracked eggshell, showing numerous fissures. Through the cracks, a fog-engulfed, dim gray space was visible. The contrast between the black, broken sky and the outer gray space was stark. The fog seemed to wriggle like a living thing, desperately seething through the cracks into Yang Xiao’s world.
At the same time, Yang Xiao shivered involuntarily. He could feel that something was about to emerge from that gray space.
A blue halo enveloped both him and Lu Chenzhou. An odd force cocooned them, swiftly analyzing Lu Chenzhou completely before teleporting him away, and as it attempted to corrode Yang Xiao, it was unsurprisingly blocked by the Drama Robe, appearing as an impolite probe.
Soon enough, the scenario Yang Xiao feared most finally occurred. He caught the attention of a mysterious chilly force. The gray fog invading this world began to converge toward him, and within the depths of the fog, a stiff human figure was faintly visible.
Just like before, this fog seemed to carry a decaying property, corroding every building and visitor it touched. A roller coaster, previously towering, crashed to the ground with a thunderous noise. The Big Swing Hammer also tilted and fell, soon submerged deeper within the fog.
Completely enveloped by the red light of the Drama Robe, Yang Xiao couldn’t move. Just as the gray fog was about to touch him, the ground beneath his feet collapsed, and the entire amusement park crumbled. His body plunged downward sharply, and his consciousness faded away.
When he regained consciousness, he was still lying on the cold concrete floor—the same D-level passageway he entered through, with no one around. The passageway was cold and damp, and behind him was an old and dilapidated wooden door. Through the crack of the door, the gray fog could still be dimly seen.
Lifting his left arm, all his injuries had healed, but not his spiritual power. He felt exhausted, not physically, but mentally, with a throbbing pain in his head.
The next second, a cold notification sounded, echoing in the narrow passageway:"Congratulations on passing the D-level selection exam. You have obtained the basic qualification to enter the Small Sutra Pavilion. Materials below the Ghost Level are at your disposal to read freely, but remember, you only get one chance."
