The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 222 - 170 Incomprehensible Strangeness_2

Chapter 222: Chapter 170 Incomprehensible Strangeness_2

The streets of Ghost Street were deserted; the Yin Horse could gallop wildly without restraint. In just a moment, Li Yi felt the surrounding sights blur. The buildings on Ghost Street were vanishing, replaced by familiar high rises. With the aid of the Yin Horse, Li Yi had once again successfully crossed from the Otherworld to the familiar danger zone.

As soon as they left the influence of Ghost Street, Mud Horse immediately suffered from the energy pollution of Earth and began to collapse massively. However, Mud Horse continued to struggle forward, trying to carry Li Yi back to the old district of Tianchang City.

But Li Yi knew it was impossible, for last time he had ridden the Mud Horse, it had been damaged midway due to energy pollution.

This time was no different.

At the last spot, the limit of Mud Horse was reached; it let out a mournful neigh and completely collapsed into a pile of mud, unable to support Li Yi any further.

Li Yi was prepared; he grabbed his belongings and leaped off, landing steadily on the ground.

"Back again."

Seeing the familiar surroundings, he knew his crisis was not completely resolved, for this was a danger zone inhabited by extraordinary creatures. Immediately, he took out a sniper rifle, loaded it, and prepared to face any imminent danger.

As Li Yi continued forward, he suddenly stopped for some reason, turned his head, and looked back towards the direction of Ghost Street.

He always felt something had happened on Ghost Street, but he couldn’t remember what exactly. He vaguely felt that Ghost Street was very dangerous and that he had almost died there, nearly unable to return.

"Maybe I’m overthinking it, in reality, nothing had happened." Li Yi hesitated briefly, then quickly left with his backpack and sniper rifle.

He moved swiftly through the night in the danger zone, following the safe route he had previously figured out, continuously evacuating from there. He remembered that he had a car parked on the outskirts of the danger zone, the keys placed on the wheel. Once he reached it, he could drive rapidly away and return to the old district.

He hoped everything would go smoothly.

Meanwhile, at the same time.

On Ghost Street.

Meng Changfeng, the Yin God, was furious, for he had witnessed Li Yi, who had been agonizing and awaiting death on Ghost Street, mysteriously disappear.

Yes, a living person had just vanished without a trace.

Without any warning, he just disappeared into thin air, completely untraceable.

But Meng Changfeng understood, Li Yi had escaped. He had failed to intercept and kill him, letting go of this formidable enemy of the Meng Family. If Li Yi were to grow and cross borders again, the Qingzhou Meng Family would face an unimaginable catastrophe, and he, as a Yin God of the Meng Family, would be implicated.

"What on earth did you do?" Unable to accept this outcome, Meng Changfeng roared in fury, his eyes blood-red. At this moment, his over three-meters-tall figure charged forward, immediately stirring up a gust of ghostly wind.

He knew, this woman before him was responsible for everything.

Her head had clearly been split open, her body shattered to pieces, so how could she still have such power?

And this woman was still smiling, still looking at him.

This eerie smile, though bone-chilling, seemed ironically humorous to Meng Changfeng at this moment. He, a five-hundred-year-old Yin God, had today failed to eliminate a martial artist who hadn’t even reached Refining Points, and he could not accept or tolerate such failure.

Now, he had to personally intervene, kill this eerie woman, then pursue out of Ghost Street and kill across borders.

At that moment, Meng Changfeng raised his hand and threw a punch, accompanied by a howling ghostly wind. The Divine Power of a Refining God Expert erupted, his Fist Intent solidified, now transformed into a towering mountain, overwhelmingly pressing down.

This was his life-previously accumulated Fist Intent, named Suppressing Eight States.

Five hundred years ago, he had indeed achieved it, defeating all adversaries in the Eight States, solely suppressing people across the Four Seas with his fists. Eventually, by harnessing this invincible momentum, he had condensed it into Fist Intent and became an expert in the Refining God Realm, just one step short of reaching the Dharma Manifestation Realm. Regrettably, his potential depleted, he spent his life confined within the Refining God Realm, and post-death had to transform into a Yin God.

Though he was weaker than in his previous life after becoming a Yin God, his Fist Intent, when unleashed, could still kill a Gang Refining Expert, and in his Yin God form, wielding Fist Intent, he possessed the power to easily annihilate ghosts.

When the punch landed, the nearby ghost soldiers felt frightened and dispersed.

However, the dismembered eerie woman faced the impact head-on.

The ground shook, Ghost Street trembled, and nearby buildings seemed on the verge of collapsing.

This punch was staggeringly powerful; had it been used against Li Yi earlier, then Li Yi would have undoubtedly died. Unfortunately, Meng Changfeng stayed back, relying on ghost soldiers to kill Li Yi and unwilling to act himself, only to find, when he realized, that Li Yi had already vanished into thin air, which greatly infuriated him.

Now, he wanted this eerie woman to bear all his fury.

"She must be dead now, right?" Meng Changfeng, after withdrawing his fist, stood with his dark, cold face unchanged. Then he prepared to summon the Yin Horse, find a corpse, possess it, and go on a killing spree across borders, determined not to let Li Yi survive in this world.

That guy’s potential was too terrifying; with a few years, no one across the Four Seas and Eight Continents would be a match for him, maybe only a millennium-old ghost could compete with him.