Chapter 821: Hostage

After speaking, he passed by Sun Bumian and walked straight toward the roaring battlefield behind him.

Sun Bumian’s brows were locked, and veins bulged from his neck. His peripheral vision followed Kongwang as he went away... but from beginning to end, he still made no move.

Until Kongwang and the souls gradually moved away, Sun Bumian took a deep breath and exhaled slowly...

"The Ghost God Path has returned to the world... It seems there will be chaos."

"I wonder if I can still get the final bonus after he messes things up like this... I won't end up getting a single cent after all my hard work, right?"

Sun Bumian muttered to himself, feeling a bit heartbroken.

……

BOOM—!!

Thick smoke accompanied by a deafening roar sounded again from the dilapidated street.

Not far behind Sun Bumian, Tu Tian finally couldn't hold back, seized the opportunity, and used his domain to kill a pursuing participant.

But before he could catch his breath, three more figures flew out from the surroundings!

"Pu Xiazhan!! Li Shengmen!! You all just wait for me!!"

Tu Tian, unable to withstand the siege, roared through gritted teeth. Covered in blood, he was smashed to the ground by a blow.

In the darkness not far from here, three figures watched everything silently.

"...He still holds a grudge against us." Li Shengmen sighed, "After this competition ends, I guess we’ll be targeted by the Jiaolongshi... Troublesome."

"It was all based on ability anyway, so what if he knows?" Pu Xiazhan snorted coldly, "Our Pu family isn't afraid of him!"

After the two finished speaking, they paused briefly and turned to look at Spade 7, who was silent on the side.

Spade 7: ...

"Cough, cough, exactly! If you can't afford to lose, don't play. I, Jin Fugui, am not afraid of him either!" Spade 7 also cooperated by saying a harsh word, allowing himself to blend into the "collective."

Pu Xiazhan turned her head, "Li Shengmen, be careful not to overplay your hand... If Tu Tian really dies at the hands of these people, how can we use the [Privilege]?"

"You underestimate Tu Tian. This guy is a Power God Path prodigy; it’s not that easy for him to die." Li Shengmen said indifferently, "Besides, there’s less than half an hour left before the final stage begins... It won't be long."

"That’s true..."

Pu Xiazhan was about to say something else when she suddenly shivered and looked around in confusion, "By the way... do you guys feel like it suddenly got cold around here?"

"Indeed, the temperature seems to have dropped all of a sudden. Is it someone’s domain?" Li Shengmen rubbed his hands.

Spade 7 was wondering if he should say something too, when his gaze suddenly caught the street in the distance, and his brows furrowed!

"That is..."

"Who is that? Why does it feel like he’s floating... Is he also a participant?"

"Appearing here, he must be, right? But the aura on him makes me feel uncomfortable."

While the three were talking, the white figure had floated to the center of the chaotic battle. Whether it was the lurkers in the dark or the participants chasing Tu Tian, they all sensed his existence.

He stood there abruptly, with no intention of avoiding the battle, like an eyesore of a nail.

"Is he a helper for this guy? Also a Jiaolongshi?" A participant chasing Tu Tian thought to himself, "Go quickly and hold him off! We’re about to succeed!"

As the words fell, two participants immediately split up and rushed toward Kongwang, their domains opening simultaneously!

Facing the joint attack of the two, Kongwang had no intention of making a move. He just waited until both domains covered him and the cold glint was almost at his face before his closed eyes opened a slit.

Blurry souls appeared around him, and pale chains covered the sky like a spider web... Kongwang’s fingertips moved slightly, and one of the souls became visibly solid, the aura of the Power God Path surging out!

BANG BANG—!!

The next moment, the heads of the two were like bottle caps being knocked away, torn directly from their bodies by some giant force!

Blood splattered the sky. The two figures who had been aggressive just a moment ago were now two headless corpses, falling powerlessly from the air...

Everyone was stunned.

These two were Tier 4s, after all. Currently, no participant in the Old District could kill them with a flick of a finger. Tier 5s couldn't do it, and the vast majority of Tier 6s couldn't do it either!

Even the participant chasing Tu Tian stopped and looked at the ghostly white figure in disbelief...

"This guy is so strong!"

"How can this be... Within the five major realms, are there such powerful prodigies?"

"Look at those blurry white shadows beside him, why do some of them look familiar..."

"Souls? Are those souls??"

“……”

Pu Xiazhan and Li Shengmen were frowning as they looked at the ghostly white figure, seemingly not yet realizing the severity of the situation.

In contrast, Spade 7 beside them had his face change drastically!

He subconsciously took half a step back, his brain running at high speed, while his gaze swept across several places where crowds gathered in the distance. In the crowd, some people looked at him with suspicion.

Kongwang didn't care about the horrified gazes of the crowd. He formed a seal with one hand, and the pale chains on the ground tethered the two headless corpses. Two blurry white shadows were slowly pulled up by him, their appearance almost identical to what the corpses had looked like!

Soul capturing?!

This is true soul capturing!!

At this moment, the vast majority of participants on the scene realized something was wrong. After all, this competition was taking place in the [Land of Lingering], and this person not only could make souls visible but could also capture them... They knew that was their last reliance for survival!

"Who exactly are you?!" A participant said in a deep voice.

The white ghost’s lowered eyelids gradually lifted. As his Yin-Yang eyes were exposed to the air, the surrounding souls became more solid. The auras of dozens of Tier 4s and Tier 5s overlapped and poured into the white ghost’s body, and a terrifying pressure swept out!

THUD—!!

A God Path extended from his body, but it didn't lead to the sky; it spread deep into the earth... as if connecting to the underworld.

The cold pressure suppressed everyone’s hearts, as if a mountain had been pressed onto their shoulders. Even the dust floating in the air was instantly pressed to the ground... Except for a few Tier 5s, the other participants couldn't resist this pressure, feeling as if their souls were about to be shaken out, the world spinning.

"I am 【Kongwang】."

The white ghost rose slowly from the army of souls that had nearly solidified into reality, like a declaration radiating cold air,

He looked down at the pale crowd beneath him and spoke again,

"From now on, all the living and the dead in this Old District... are my hostages."