The voice of this corpse was filled with a deep sense of sorrow.
It was much stronger than the faint crying sound that came from afar, making anyone who heard it feel guilty from the bottom of their heart.
The burly man's eyes flashed with vigilance, and he cautiously took two steps back.
Tian Qi, who was usually hot-tempered, also strangely retreated back at the same time.
The two men moved almost in sync.
Only Zhou Han stood still, looking deeply at the figure that was clearly already a corpse.
Wang Ye gave Tian Qi and the burly man a deep look, with a trace of an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth.
These two, how interesting...
Then, Wang Ye stepped forward decisively, and a extremely sharp dagger slipped out of his right sleeve, slicing across the figure's neck.
Fresh blood kept gushing out from the slit in the figure's throat.
It soon dyed its entire outfit red.
But strangely, the figure did not fall to the ground, and still looked at Wang Ye resentfully, "Why..."
Before the figure could finish speaking, Wang Ye ruthlessly slashed at it again without any hesitation.
Some blood even splashed onto Wang Ye's face.
Wang Ye's expression did not change at all, as he silently slashed again and again.
"Looks like I should bring a hammer next time."
Wang Ye was even muttering to himself thoughtfully.
Finally, the figure's head was completely chopped off and fell to the ground, but its eyes were still looking at Wang Ye resentfully. However, it no longer spoke.
And the beheaded corpse finally crashed heavily onto the ground.
"It doesn't seem to change the body's functions. Everything still needs to follow the laws of reality?"
Wang Ye looked contemplative. He had encountered the most terrifying ghosts before. The corpses they controlled could attack you even with just one head left, completely defying human physiology.
But obviously the ghost in front of him had not reached that level.
What Wang Ye didn't see was...
The little girl from the logistics team who was unattended, collapsed on the ground, frightened by the scene before her.
The blood all over the floor stimulated her nerves violently.
After a long while...
"Ah!!!"
The little girl let out a sharp scream, then cried silently.
Wang Ye instinctively looked over, his expression changed drastically. He wanted to stop her, but unfortunately...
It was too late.
The little girl's originally silent crying expression halted abruptly.
Then, a trace of an eerie smile appeared, and her complexion instantly turned dark. She fell heavily to the ground.
Tian Qi and the burly man who had been silently observing the whole situation in the back exchanged an imperceptible glance. Then, Tian Qi stepped forward with a look of disdain, glanced at the little girl who had become a corpse, and said flatly, "Useless!"
Then, a trace of black glow emerged from his feet. He stomped heavily on the little girl's head.
Instantly...
Blood sprayed wildly.
"This is true power."
Tian Qi looked arrogantly at Wang Ye, full of mockery.
Compared to Wang Ye's actions of wielding his knife just now, it was as if he was useless.
"Fool."
Wang Ye sneered at Tian Qi.
"Using your superpowers like this, at most three months, and you can start planning for your funeral."
Wang Ye glanced coldly at Tian Qi, mocking him lightly, then walked away.
Superpowers...
He had them too.
But using them purely to show off was absolutely foolish in Wang Ye's eyes.
Tian Qi looked at Wang Ye's receding figure, his eyes flickering unpredictably. He gritted his teeth and exchanged an imperceptible look with the burly man, then followed Wang Ye into the depths of the amusement park together.
As for the unusually quiet Zhou Han, her eyes shone as she looked at Wang Ye's back, as if she had seen some treasure.
Then she lightly licked her lips excitedly, and bounced after Wang Ye happily.
......
According to the map at the entrance of the amusement park, they should have reached a position near the center of the park now.
Comparing the coordinates with the huge Ferris wheel in front of them, Wang Ye frowned slightly.
"Shouldn't the crying get louder as we get closer to its source?"
No matter how he moved, the crying in his ears did not change at all.
The plan to locate the ghost's origin through the crying sound failed.
"Who's there!"
Suddenly, the burly man's eyes flashed as he looked towards the carousel.
A figure flashed by and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The burly man gritted his teeth and chased decisively in the direction of the figure.
Tian Qi followed him without any hesitation, while Zhou Han smiled sweetly at Wang Ye.
She only bounced after Wang Ye with her hands behind her back after he had left.
When Wang Ye caught up, he found the burly man pressing a figure under him with a ferocious look.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."
The figure under the burly man kept writhing, begging for mercy.
"A human?"
There was a hint of excitement in the burly man's eyes. He loosened his grip.
"Damn, I thought all the humans were dead!" Beside them, Tian Qi spat and said angrily.
As Wang Ye approached, he realized the figure was an amusement park staff member in uniform.
"You...have come to save us?"
The staff looked at Wang Ye and the others, his eyes full of expectation.
"Us?"
Wang Ye immediately grasped the key point and asked the staff member.
The staff member nodded, looking very nervous, "Yes. I'm in charge of Ferris wheel maintenance. I was with a few other maintenance workers when it happened."
"How many?"
Wang Ye frowned slightly and asked.
"There were 6 of us originally. Now... only 5 left."
A deep sense of loss appeared on the staff's face.
Someone died?
Wang Ye's expression changed drastically.
The burly man and Tian Qi seemed to have realized something as well, exchanging a look with each other.
The burly man stepped forward and asked, "When did he die and where?"
The staff was startled by his reaction, and recalling how the burly man had attacked him earlier, fear appeared in his eyes. He subconsciously retreated two steps back.
"Just...just now."
"We've been hearing crying this whole time."
"He... He couldn't take it and cried..."
"Then he...he died." The staff seemed to recall something. His eyes were filled with intense fear and his body trembled slightly.
"I really couldn't stand it, so I ran out...wanted to..."
"Wanted to find the exit..."
Hearing the staff's words, Wang Ye's eyes changed and he said solemnly, "If you don't want the other few people to die too, take us there immediately."
"Ah?"
The staff didn't react to Wang Ye's words at first, stunned for a moment.
"Damn it, hurry up and show us the way."
Beside them, the hot-tempered Tian Qi kicked the staff in the butt and scolded.
The staff looked frightened. He didn't dare say anything more and silently led the way.
The others followed behind the staff, heading towards where they were hiding.
Zhou Han stood still, a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes as she looked carefully around her, but didn't find anything. Finally, she bounced after them.
Not long after they left...
On the Ferris wheel, a boy with an eerie crying face appeared among the cabins, standing high up and silently watching them.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
