Chapter 1497: Divide and Conquer

"Tan Xin??"

Chen Ling, who was fighting Red Mouth, saw the familiar ghost imprisoned by the chains, his pupils shrinking slightly.

How could Tan Xin’s soul be here??

Hadn't he been turned into aurora by the Hand of Redemption?

That’s right, Tan Xin had died in the explosion after activating the Hand of Redemption... He had turned the souls of almost all the citizens in that war into aurora, but he hadn't included himself.

"What? You seem to know this ghost?" A voice drifted over, "Good... dying at the hands of your own acquaintance can be considered the Cause and Effect of the Ghost Path."

It was another Ghost Path Envoy wearing a white robe with cinnabar on his forehead. He held the chain tethering Tan Xin’s ghost in one hand, his eyes closed, and a red mole at the corner of his mouth was extremely eye-catching.

Ghost Path Ancient Treasury Envoy, [Little Luck].

With the appearance of the second Envoy, the Tier 8 pressure stacked again. Two white-robed figures stood beneath the Ghost Path sky, like gods ruling the Ancient Treasury.

"What are you doing? You’ve restricted my abilities too!" Red Mouth, seeing the flames around him getting smaller and smaller, questioned Little Luck angrily.

"The Calamity Domain of the Mockery Calamity is too heaven-defying; we cannot let him activate it a second time."

Little Luck replied calmly.

Chen Ling scanned the two Envoys and snorted coldly.

The next moment, his body rose into the air again. A pitch-black giant stood like a demon god above the ruins, scarlet giant eyes opening on its skull. The world-ending pressure resisted the aura of the two Envoys, protecting Jian Changsheng and the others behind him.

Under the effect of [Stop War], the Divine Paths of Jian Changsheng and the others were all crippled, but Chen Ling’s Calamity body transformation was unaffected. Even without his domain and skills, he could still maneuver against the two Envoys with his physical combat power.

Red Mouth and Little Luck felt the pressure radiating from Chen Ling, and their expressions turned grim. They suddenly realized that the suppression of Chen Ling by activating [Stop War] wasn't very strong... instead, it made them feel somewhat restricted themselves.

"The Mockery Calamity can be dealt with slowly; let’s solve the other annoying guys first."

Another voice sounded from above.

Speed Joy also flew over from a distance, tethering a strange ghost. His gaze lingered for a moment on Jian Changsheng, Chu Muyun, Jiang Xiaohua, and Sun Bumian... especially Sun Bumian, in whose eyes he showed a flash of deep disgust.

Red Mouth and Little Luck saw the ghost tethered behind Speed Joy, and the two looked at each other, understanding Speed Joy’s plan.

Just as the giant Chen Ling raised his fist to strike, Little Luck directly deactivated [Stop War]!

At the same time,

the ghost behind Speed Joy shone brightly!

The pressure of the Chess Divine Path descended suddenly, and Chen Ling’s heart skipped a beat. An ominous premonition surged in his heart!

Just as he was about to activate his domain, a strong spatial fluctuation shrouded his body. He felt his vision blur, and his massive body vanished instantly from where he stood!

Only a black and white chess piece remained in his place, falling silently to the ground.

"Where’s Heart?!" Jian Changsheng exclaimed, seeing the giant vanish into thin air.

"Damn it... he wants to separate us and defeat us one by one!"

Chu Muyun realized Speed Joy’s plan, his expression extremely grave.

However, before his voice had even faded, his body vanished into thin air just like Chen Ling’s, with only a black chess piece falling onto the ruins with a *tick*.

Reincarnation marks climbed into Sun Bumian’s pupils. The powers he had sealed in the past began to stir... His aura began to climb rapidly from Tier 6, instantly breaking through the Tier 7 bottleneck and soaring toward Tier 8!

*Snap—*

As Little Luck snapped his fingers, [Stop War] descended again.

Sun Bumian, who had just begun to gather his power, was suddenly drained of his mental energy, and the climb of his aura came to an abrupt halt. He felt as uncomfortable as if a piece of phlegm were stuck in his throat.

He stared at Little Luck, cursing loudly:

"Your mother’s..."

[Stop War] closed in. Almost simultaneously, a white light flashed, and a white chess piece replaced his body, landing lightly on the ground.

"Plum..." Jiang Xiaohua saw the people beside him disappear one by one, a flash of confusion in his eyes.

"Plum!! Grab me!!"

Jian Changsheng’s voice sounded anxiously. Jiang Xiaohua turned his head and saw him running toward him with his hand outstretched.

The power of the Chess Divine Path seemed to teleport individuals. If they were bound together, he figured that even if they were teleported, they would be teleported together... The survival rate of two people was definitely higher than one.

A light appeared in Jiang Xiaohua’s eyes. He immediately raised his hand, wanting to grab Jian Changsheng, who was within reach...

But just as their fingertips were about to touch, Jian Changsheng’s body vanished without a trace.

*Tick—*

A black chess piece slipped through Jiang Xiaohua’s fingers and fell into the abyss-like crack in the earth.

Jiang Xiaohua stood frozen in place.

As Chen Ling and the others were separated, the original three Envoys also dispersed, leaving only Speed Joy, who was tethering the Chess Divine Path, stepping through the void and pacing over.

The Envoy’s pale robe fluttered in the wind. He looked down at the lonely Jiang Xiaohua below and said proudly:

"Powerless... despairing?"

"Watching your companions disappear one by one, yet unable to do anything."

"In the end, it’s because you’re too weak... Weak people have no right to leave anything behind."

"But it doesn't matter..."

"Soon, you will meet in the River of the Underworld."

Speed Joy’s calm voice echoed over the ruins.

Jiang Xiaohua’s body trembled slightly.

His bandage-wrapped hand remained frozen in mid-air, wanting to grab the companion who was no longer there. A head of white hair fluttered above the abyss-like earth crack. Everything around him was quiet, like a lonely person abandoned by the world.

His hand, stretched out in mid-air, slowly clenched...

The bandages wrapped around him fell off one by one. As a large expanse of fair skin was exposed to the air, the temperature around him began to drop at an astonishing speed, and faint frost covered the ruins beneath his feet silently.

For some reason, an inexplicably strange aura spread through the air, making Speed Joy’s heartbeat accelerate involuntarily...

The white-haired figure turned his head slowly.

A pair of purple pupils stared indifferently at the white-robed Envoy in mid-air.

……

Hundreds of kilometers away from Jiang Xiaohua.

On the other side of the River of the Underworld.

"[SHAKE]—!!"

"[FIX]—!!"

Two thunderous sounds exploded simultaneously. The Theater Path secret technique and the Ghost Path secret technique, two completely different verbal secret techniques, collided in the void!

Sun Bumian, dressed in a Tang suit, pinched his fingers to form a seal. After spinning in mid-air from the shock, he landed steadily on an ancient carved roof eave... His black hair tips fluttered in the wind, and the small round sunglasses on the bridge of his nose clearly reflected the white-robed figure on the opposite roof ridge. His expression was extremely grave.