Chapter 223, SuppressionAfter Yun Ming turned the old lady into gold, he put it directly into his storage bag. His storage bag now contained many golden statues. These golden statues are ghosts. "Let's go find Yang Jian!" Yun Ming tossed the rusty coffin nails in his hand, then turned and walked towards the depths of the ghost realm. On the other side, Yang Jian dug up the tomb and delivered the letter to the owner of No. 78. When the red letter touched the ghost's hand, it suddenly broke into pieces and decayed without leaving any residue. The message was sent. The moment the red letter was successfully delivered, it meant that a powder keg had exploded. Yang Jian detonated the entire cemetery. The cemetery that Luo Qian suppressed got out of control.
Something seemed to appear in the air. The old graves around began to collapse continuously, and something was about to crawl out of the old graves. Yang Jian opened his ghost eyes and saw things inside the old tomb. There were ghosts, lots of ghosts. Even he would die if he was besieged by so many ghosts. "Damn it, if this isn't handled properly, there will be big problems." Cold sweat appeared on Yang Jian's forehead. Just at this moment, Yun Ming came over. He walked on the collapsing grave soil with steady feet. He was holding a rusty coffin nail in his hand, and there was no fear on his face at the evil spirits that kept appearing around him. "Oh, it looks like the letter was delivered successfully and has already exploded this cemetery." Yun Ming spoke lightly. Yang Jian looked unhappy. "Damn it, there are too many ghosts! Looking around, there are at least one or two hundred graves collapsing. If all the ghosts inside run out, Dahai City will be finished. This is no longer something that can be defined as an S-level supernatural event." Once the cemetery completely erupts, hundreds or even thousands of ghosts will run out of the cemetery, which will at least be an SS-level supernatural event. Yang Jian is the captain of the headquarters. Although he is a prick, he is steady in his work. It was he who detonated the cemetery, so he wants to deal with it no matter what. A grave next to Yunming suddenly collapsed, and a dry hand stretched out from the grave and grabbed Yunming's ankle. A powerful force came from the dry hand, trying to pull Yunming into the grave. This is not a good sign, a ghost attacked Yunming. But for some unknown reason, the ghost couldn't pull Yunming at all. Yunming stood firmly on the ground and turned his head to look at the ground. "How rude!" A pitch-black spear appeared in Yunming's left hand, and he stabbed it hard into the ground, directly nailing the ghost that stretched out its arm to death.
After the ghost was nailed to death, the hand that was holding Yun Ming's thigh lost its strength. Yun Ming broke free from the ghost's hand with a slight movement. However, this was just the beginning. As the grave continued to collapse, pairs of dry ghost hands emerged from it. "Forget it, just deal with it!" Yun Ming gently exerted force with his feet, and his entire body was launched directly into the air, about twenty to thirty meters away from the ground. Yang Jian looked up at Yun Ming. Yun Ming held the coffin nail in his right hand and raised his left hand high, and a ghost gun appeared in his palm. Then the ghost gun burst out with strange power and automatically floated in the air. This is a real ghost gun, a ghost gun with extremely terrifying supernatural powers. As soon as the ghost gun came out, the entire cemetery was suppressed in an instant, and the terrifying supernatural power filled the entire supernatural space. Then countless ghost guns appeared in the air. These were all supernatural items derived from the source ghost gun, and they were fakes. But even if it is a fake, it has great power, which is more than enough to nail to death some ghosts that have not yet crawled out of the grave. Hundreds of ghost guns were suspended around Yun Ming, constantly rotating around him like a shield. Yun Ming lowered his left hand, and the rotating spears were instantly aimed at the surrounding graves, with each spear aimed at one grave. The next second, hundreds of spears shot out as fast as bullets, so fast that only afterimages could be seen. Bang bang bang bang bang! ! ! Before everyone could react, a pitch-black spear appeared on the collapsed graves. The spear pierced the ghosts in the graves and suppressed them completely. The ghost cemetery that was detonated suddenly became quiet, and the collapsed graves no longer collapsed. "It's done." Yun Ming looked at the spears on the surrounding graves and nodded with satisfaction. These spears were made using the power of deceptive ghosts, just like deceptive ghosts created the human body. These fake spears will always exist, even without the original body, unless someone deliberately uses supernatural powers to affect the fake spears. Yun Ming also set up an interesting setting. Once someone pulls out the spear, the spear will disappear instantly. These spears can only be used to suppress ghosts in graves. It also has a death curse on it, but because it is a fake, the curse of touching a human ghost cannot reach S level, but it is definitely A level. An ordinary ghost rider wouldn’t be able to withstand a touch for more than three seconds. Yunming fell from the air and landed on the ground. "Let Ye Zhen handle this later! No matter what, he is the current leader of Dahai City, and he probably doesn't want his Dahai City to be ravaged by evil spirits." Sun Rui thought about it and nodded. "This is the only way we can do. After all, we still have a lot of things to do." "Let's go! Get out of here!" Yun Ming casually swiped towards the air, and a crack appeared in front of everyone.
Afterwards, the crack continued to expand, and through the crack, everyone saw the outside world. That was the gate of Fu Shou Garden in the real world. There were green trees at the entrance and an iron fence with green vines entwined around it. This crack is the channel connecting the real world and the spiritual space. Sun Rui: "It's really scary. The ghost realm here can be torn apart so easily." Yun Ming was the first to walk out of the supernatural space. Not far from Fushou Garden, two cars were parked here. They were people from the supernatural forum. After all, they were still worried about Yang Jian and the others, so they followed them all the way here. Dahai City is the territory of the supernatural forum. They can mobilize the surveillance on the streets at will, so it is very easy to find Yang Jian and his gang. Russell, a member of the supernatural forum, got out of the black car. He looked at the crack and was extremely shocked. "Is this a ghost land?" Russell Yi is also a veteran ghost rider, so he naturally recognizes the ghost realm. When Yang Jian and his group walked out of the ghost realm, the crack closed directly. Yun Ming stomped his feet and chopped off the grave soil under his feet. The grave soil carried supernatural powers and he always felt uncomfortable when it stuck to his feet. Yang Jian was heavy-hearted. He was thinking, if every letter would trigger a supernatural event, then how many hidden supernatural events had the Ghost Post Office triggered so far? After Yun Ming chopped off the grave soil on his feet, he turned to look at Luo Suyi, raised his leg and walked over. Russell instinctively felt something was wrong. But he knew that Yun Ming could kill their boss Ye Zhen in one move. (End of this chapter)