Free Web NovelChapter 634: Chapter 516: Exorcising Evil_3
Upon hearing this, Yang Xiao frowned. Information on the Nightmare World below the Ghost Level was useless to him; what he needed was data on the Soul-Capturing Mirror, to find a way to deal with the Mirror Ghost.
The old-fashioned iron loudspeaker overhead sounded again with a mechanical synthesized voice that was both hard and cold, "If you wish to access higher-level information, you must participate in higher-level competitions. Subsequent messages will notify you. Please leave immediately and return to your residence. The passageway will close in 5 minutes. Put on your mask, as it will be your ticket to the upcoming contests."
After returning to his residence, Yang Xiao threw himself onto the bed and glanced at his phone. It was 1:24 a.m. Subtracting the time it took him to return, he couldn’t have spent more than an hour in the Nightmare World even though, by his estimation, he should have been delayed in that amusement park for at least five to six hours.
Inside and outside of the Nightmare, the flow of time seemed to be about 7 to 1, which was nearly identical to his previous calculations.
He closed his eyes, and the events from before flooded his mind. Nearly all of the competitors in the D-level competition were Fierce Level Apostles. Moreover, these individuals came from various backgrounds and employed diverse methods, making them truly difficult to deal with. He was aware of powers such as the Qingshan Rain Tower, Five Poison Temple, Yu Yuan Sect, Withered Bone Pavilion, and among these, the strongest was Venerable Jile. This man was the first Venerable One of the Xiu Sect; in other words, apart from the Sect Leader, this man could be considered the most powerful.
He certainly lived up to his reputation, as his move, Universal Extreme Joy, almost finished me off. If it weren’t for my sister’s timely aid, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
This person’s spiritual power was clearly a level above my own, roughly reaching the standard of the Upper Level of Severe, on par with City God Master. The remaining competitors, including the old man from Five Poison Temple, the tall and slender man from Withered Bone Pavilion, and my team member Lu Chenzhou, were not to be underestimated either.
This was only the D-level competition; the next round’s opponents would undoubtedly be even more formidable. If it weren’t for my desperate need for information on the Soul-Capturing Mirror to save my life, I wouldn’t have muddled into these troubled waters. But now it’s too late for regrets; I must see this path through to the end.
"Next round, I’ll try to keep a low profile as much as possible and avoid confrontations unless absolutely unavoidable," Yang Xiao set his own rule.
He slept dreamlessly. The next day passed without incident until evening, just as the sky began to darken, Yang Xiao received a message from the competition organizers, reminding him that he could sign up for the next tier of competition, the third-class matches. If he won, he would gain access to the Ghost Level information from the Small Sutra Pavilion. But it was also specifically noted that he could only access the information once, meaning just one piece of data.
Yang Xiao replied in agreement without hesitation. His purpose here was for the Soul-Capturing Mirror, and he would rather die in the next match than allow the Mirror Ghost to take over his body.
After 9 p.m., the sound of a "squeaky squeak" cart came from outside the door, stopped, and then knocking was heard, "Hello, Mr. Sui, your dinner has arrived."
Hearing the young voice, Yang Xiao quickly approached the door and peered through the peephole. A young man dressed as a chef, wearing a mask, stood outside with three characters affixed to the stainless steel dish cover on the dinner cart: Sui.
It was none other than Yang Cha. Yang Xiao discretely opened the door, and Yang Cha swiftly pushed the cart inside. Once the door was closed, Yang Cha removed his mask.
Given it was a late-night visit, Yang Xiao knew it had to be urgent business and immediately asked, "What’s the matter?"
"The list for your next match is out. It’s the third game of the third-class tier, with 11 contestants and a progress from 11 to 4." Yang Cha sat on the sofa and said seriously, "There is one person in there you need to be very wary of, Prisoner number 3. Something is off about this person."
"What’s wrong?"
"In the previous two matches he participated in, he was the only survivor." Yang Cha paused and then corrected, "That’s not accurate. In the second match, apart from Prisoner number 3, there was one other survivor, but this person... went mad."
"Went mad..."
"Yes, and completely so. It’s precisely because he went mad that we were able to learn the true identity of this person. He is a defector from the Hai Bei Xu Family, a renegade who stole a Magic Artifact and fled the clan. This person used to serve as the Deputy General of the Law Enforcement Hall, his methods are formidable. By all accounts, he’s at least at the Upper Level of Severe. To have pushed him to such a state..."
Yang Xiao nodded thoughtfully, "Someone of that caliber isn’t likely to be scared mad by ghosts. He must have endured some kind of inhuman torment from another competitor, this Prisoner number 3." fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com
"Right, that’s what I think too. Every match could have three to four survivors, but this Prisoner number 3 always ends up killing everyone. He’s definitely a ruthless character with extraordinary methods. Yang, you must be careful," Yang Cha advised.
