Mysterious Revival-Chapter 798 - 765: Invincible Mister Ye

A person floated in the air like a ghost, with no support beneath their feet, defying reality and science.

The person wore a wide-brimmed hat, exuding a mysterious aura, with a beautifully crafted sword hanging at their waist. What was most startling, however, was that this individual had a cloak on their back with two clear, large characters "Justice" written on it.

This attire was completely out of the ordinary.

On the streets, it would be considered a hallmark of nonconformity, though perhaps it would be more readily accepted at an anime convention.

"Boss, it's the boss who's come to rescue us," the other members of the paranormal forum exclaimed excitedly and joyfully upon seeing this.

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As if they had seen a savior, a rock to cling to.

The boss?

At this moment, Yang Jian's eyelid twitched, "The boss of the paranormal forum... Ye Zhen?"

He looked at the person again.

Despite the odd attire, the person's appearance was young and handsome; he looked to be only about twenty-three or twenty-four, with the air of a young celebrity. If he were to walk on the street, he would likely attract unsolicited invitations from girls.

Ye Zhen was also sizing up Yang Jian.

From his superior position, he scrutinized Yang Jian, whose Ghost Eye had recently been the talk of the Supernatural Circle.

In terms of appearance, there was no doubt that I, Ye, would claim the first round without question.

After all, most of the people in the Supernatural Circle were quite weird-looking. Although this Xiao Yang had a fair and youthful face, which was not bad, there was a vast gulf between him and myself.

"So you're Ghost Eye Yang Jian?"

Ye Zhen spoke up, his voice cold and arrogant, as if he were a lonely hermit standing at the pinnacle of the world.

"A minuscule paranormal event has left you covered in blood and mud, quite a sorry sight. Some say that after you dealt with Fang Shiming from the friend circle, you're now considered the top combatant of the headquarters, but it seems more likely you've paid for some fake supporters to hype yourself up, hardly worth considering."

Yang Jian immediately frowned, "What do you mean by that? You didn't come here for this paranormal event but for me."

He hadn't expected Ye Zhen to set his sights on him right from the start.

Not to save his own paranormal forum members, nor to deal with the paranormal event here.

"Of course, I came for you. After all, why would I personally bother over a couple of ghosts, such trivialities?"

Ye Zhen's words were brimming with confidence, paying no mind to the unfolding events here.

Yang Jian said, "I think there's something wrong with your brain, not looking at the situation at hand. If today's incident isn't handled properly, you won't be able to stay in Dahai City, and the paranormal forum will truly become paranormal."

The graveyard was spiraling out of control.

He had a premonition.

So he was trying to find a way to stop this loss of control to prevent more serious incidents.

Ye Zhen glanced around.

This place was indeed eerie. The graveyard within Fushou Garden wasn't this vast, but from his high vantage point, the graveyard seemed to be without borders, endless. An ordinary person entering inside might even lose themselves, unable to find an exit.

"I will deal with the situation here, it's not your place to dictate. You've come onto my turf without even a greeting, which is a clear sign of disrespect. Now, here you are, brazenly accusing me of being out of my mind. You really have no idea how high the sky is, or how deep the earth is."

"I will cut you down."

Ye Zhen's expression turned cold, and without another word, he drew the long sword from his waist, which no one knew where he had bought, and cleaved through the air towards Yang Jian.

The grim and dim graveyard was torn apart.

A rift appeared between reality and the Ghost Domain, spreading at an unbelievable speed, as if indeed split by a sword, and the crack grew wider and wider. Eventually, it resembled a bizarre and incomprehensible abyss that sought to swallow up Yang Jian before it.

"The fifth layer of the Ghost Domain affects reality?"

Yang Jian's eyelid twitched at this scene. He was familiar with it, as his own fifth layer of the Ghost Domain could affect reality by making some things vanish from this world.

"To attack with the intent to kill, Ye Zhen, don't be so presumptuous."

The next moment.

Yang Jian's Ghost Eye suddenly opened wide, and as he lifted his hand, it overlapped with the Ghost Eye on his forehead. The five Ghost Eyes immediately emitted a beam of red light.

This red light quickly covered Ye Zhen.

The Ghost Domain formed by the overlapping of Ye Zhen's power and Yang Jian's five Ghost Eyes collided in mid-air.

Their supernatural powers were quite matched, unable to invade each other. Eventually, the rift in the air disappeared, and the red light emitted by Yang Jian's Ghost Eye also extinguished.

Everything returned to the original state of the graveyard.

Gloomy, oppressive, silent.

"Blocked it? Xiao Yang, not bad," Ye Zhen said with a stern face and nodded, seemingly praising a junior.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and remained silent.

In fact, he could utilize the sixth layer of the Ghost Domain to temporarily halt everything within it, rendering ghosts unable to move.

Under those circumstances, taking a life would only take a second.

But he didn't go in for the kill. Engaging in a fight at this time with Ye Zhen, who was unaware of the situation, was not a rational thing to do.

"This is bad, the boss is going to fight with Captain Yang," the other members of the Supernatural Forum said, all hearts racing with fear.

Although they were confident in their boss, Yang Jian was also a force to be reckoned with.

There were still supernatural events occurring in the cemetery at this time. If they did not find a way to resolve it and just focused on brawling, then they, the ordinary people, were going to be in big trouble.

"Ye Zhen, stop, fighting now isn't good for anyone," Sun Rui hurriedly took a few steps forward, leaning on his cane. At this point, he called out Ye Zhen's name without worry of him being attacked by a ghost.

The ghost who engraved names had already been dealt with; that unsolvable method of killing should no longer occur.

"The situation in Fushou Garden is very special; there's more than one ghost buried in each of these old graves. Moreover, for some unknown reason, ghosts are already appearing. There's one sitting right on that tomb over there. Instead of using your energy to fight Captain Yang, you better take care of your own turf first."

Sun Rui pointed in the direction of the tomb where they had previously seen the ghost.

But now there was nothing on top of that tomb, the eerie figure covered in mud that had been sitting there had vanished.

Not vanished.

But the ferocious ghost had revived and started to move, wandering around in this cemetery.

"Trying to scare me? I, Ye Zhen, have seen all kinds of storms. If the ghosts here dare to come out, I'll slay one if one comes, and two if two come. If they've disappeared now, it's most likely because they were scared off by me. Heh, just a timid little ghost, not worth considering," he said with a cold laugh.

It was unknown where such confidence came from.

"But this Xiao Yang, so arrogant and domineering, clearly doesn't take me, Ye Zhen, seriously. I've heard that what you're best at is the Ghost Domain, having successfully invaded the domains of many formidable ghosts. Unfortunately, the Ghost Domain is my weakest area, that strike just now was merely a warm-up."

"Let us battle again."

Having said that,

Ye Zhen's figure swiftly disappeared from the sky, like a phantom that never existed.

But the next moment,

He reappeared in front of Yang Jian.

This mode of action was strange and incomprehensible.

Because this was a cemetery, not his Ghost Domain, such movement should have been impossible for the living, at least as far as Yang Jian was concerned.

But Ye Zhen managed to do it.

Ye Zhen, who suddenly appeared in front of him, threw a punch at Yang Jian without a word.

The posture was very standard, like that of a practiced boxer.

But is it useful to fight a ghost controller with fists?

At this moment, Yang Jian was somewhat skeptical. Without time to counter, he had to let the Ghost Shadow quickly stand up, trying to invade Ye Zhen's body, hoping to suppress this man for a while, even if it could not succeed.

But an unbelievable scene occurred.

The Headless Ghost Shadow, which had just half-emerged, was knocked down to the ground by a punch from Ye Zhen. It seemed as though it had sustained a severe injury and lay motionless for a while.

At the same time, the punch did not stop, but smashed onto one of Yang Jian's arms.

The tremendous force was not that of a normal person; Yang Jian's arm broke instantly, and he himself was hurled away as if he had been hit by a speeding car.

Yes.

Yang Jian was sent flying by a punch.

He flew several meters before finally landing on the top of an old tomb, nearly sinking into it.

"Pathetic, simply pathetic. The so-called Ghost Eye Yang Jian is nothing but this, eh? It's even too high to call you Xiao Yang. How about this, I'll call you 'little brother' and you acknowledge me as the big boss; I'll have your back from here on," Ye Zhen lowered his arm, stood with his hands behind his back, and his cloak flew up behind him without wind.

"People in the circle will know you recognized me, Ye Zhen, as your boss, which is not embarrassing."

Sun Rui, who had just tried to stop the conflict, was suddenly stunned. This was beyond imagination.

Ghost Eye Yang Jian couldn't last three rounds in front of this Ye Zhen.

Only in the second attempt, he was nearly taken out, with a left hook coming at him, laying both man and ghost on the ground.

The gap couldn't be more significant.

He had thought that someone at Yang Jian's level was already one of the top figures in the Supernatural Circle. He did not anticipate that this rumored Ye Zhen was even more terrifying, decisively invading the cemetery, affecting the real-world Ghost Domain, and landing a punch that bizarrely appeared out of nowhere.

What seemed to be a simple and ordinary move revealed an unattainable level of power.

Some people call Ye Zhen the number one in Asia.

Sun Rui didn't believe it before, but now it seems it might be true.

"Want to die, Ye Zhen?"

However, the next moment, Yang Jian, who had been flung onto the tomb, stood up with a sullen face, burning with an inexplicable rage.

His right arm was deformed, dangling in a strange, powerless position, clearly disabled.

After all, his body was just an ordinary human body. It was normal for his arm to break under such force.

"Are you getting anxious?"

Ye Zhen grinned confidently, "Seems like you're not willing to accept defeat. No problem, use whatever tricks you have. I'm invincible; go ahead, just don't hold back on me. I want to beat you until you're utterly convinced and kneel down to call me boss."

"Don't worry, I won't really kill you. After all, I, Ye Zhen, have always won people over with virtue, abide by the law, and never act recklessly."

"If you don't want to call me boss, that's fine too. Then shout 'Ye Zhen is number one in the world', and I can let bygones be bygones. I'll let you leave here, and by the way, I'll help you deal with the ongoing supernatural event."

Yang Jian's gaze was cold and frightening. He stared intently at this Ye Zhen.

One had to admit, this guy was indeed arrogant, but he truly had the capital to be so.

Let's not talk about the invasion of the five-layered Ghost Domain of the cemetery.

That punch that sent the Ghost Shadow flying wasn't just a simple punch; it hid a mysterious supernatural power within. Hence, it wasn't strength but that incomprehensible supernatural power that repelled the Ghost Shadow.

Moreover, that sudden movement of appearing right in front of him was very special.

It wasn't the Ghost Domain, yet it possessed some characteristic of the Ghost Domain.

Was it the ability of the ghost within his body, or the power of some supernatural object?