I am the Ruler of the Kingdom of Mysterious-Chapter 268 - 235: Gradually Losing Control

Snowflakes turned into ink spots, falling throughout Wangshan City, smearing ink wash across the sky, rapidly spreading the ink color, turning the entire world, the city, streets, trees into an expressive watercolor painting style.

Liu Tianyou protected the children in this strange ink-wash world, feeling like real people trapped in a painting, out of place.

"Hurry up!"

Hua Qianmian stood alone against the numerous baby spirits, constantly hurling flying needles dipped in vermillion and black dog blood, repelling the endless swarm of baby spirits.

The ugly dwarf clown giggled, swaggering in the distance, utterly fearless of the surrounding changes, not knowing whether he was foolish or crazy.

For a moment, Hua Qianmian was careless, and a baby spirit suddenly appeared on her shoulder, mouth open and biting down hard.

Instantly, Hua Qianmian’s face melted away like molten wax, a strange man’s face fell to the ground.

Hua Qianmian took out an Exorcism Talisman, slapped it on the face of the baby spirit to repel it, gritting her teeth.

Her abilities were not suited for combat; she had always prioritized escape, focusing on practicing Qinggong, but now...

Glancing at the pitiful incense seedlings behind her, Hua Qianmian raised her eyebrows, pulling out a piece of clothing from her bag, shaking it open, the large garment covering her petite body.

When she stood up again, her figure became tall and burly, her face swelled and changed, becoming that of the executioner specifically in charge of beheading people at the government office.

So what if she couldn’t fight? She had ’people’, come one, come all!

...

The world quickly changed; Xiao Wu and Xiao Liu, guarding many civilians escaping from the west to the east of the city, saw this transformation, stopped immediately, exchanged a glance, understanding each other’s intentions.

Xiao Wu grabbed a constable from the crowd who had worked at the Evil Suppression Bureau, deliberately removing his uniform to mingle with the civilians and escape, handing him the Evil Suppression Bureau’s grand flag.

"If you want to live, hold this flag properly, lead everyone out of the city to Songhe Temple. Remember, the more people gathered around the flag, the greater its deterrent effect on Evil Spirits and Evil Ghosts, got it?"

The man nodded fearfully, taking the flag and leading the civilians to escape.

After they left, Xiao Liu smiled wryly, "Fifth Brother, it’s General Cao’s Ghost Realm; I’m afraid it won’t be so easy to escape."

Xiao Wu smiled bitterly, "People alive must have hope; come, let’s help the Colonel!"

"Mm!"

...

The crowd escaping grew larger and larger, the awakened Kou Yushan, his face covered in blood, holding Yun Niang’s little daughter, tightly protecting Yun Niang, limping along with the crowd to escape.

"Don’t look up, don’t step in puddles, don’t touch any corpses; whoever calls you, don’t turn back. Leave everything to me, don’t be afraid."

Kou Yushan advised Yun Niang based on experience, her body trembling, tightly gripping Kou Yushan’s arm, fleeing with him at the center of the large group.

In another group.

Qin Ze’s wife, Lian Wan’er, cautiously let her hair down, changed her and her two children’s clothes to tattered garments picked up by the roadside, fearing someone would discover they were the families of Night Travelers and steal their lifesaving items.

Several ghost coffin carriers chased behind them, occasionally people became entangled by sudden Suicide Ropes, the roadside lined with hanged corpses.

Some clever lone people who stayed away from the main group encountered Blood Robe Evil, instantly being wrapped from behind by the Blood Robe, turning into a dry corpse falling into the ruins.

"Mom, where did Dad go? I’m scared."

Facing the children’s inquiries, Lian Wan’er remained silent, lowering their heads, only able to pray silently.

At that moment.

In some deserted place in the city, a coffin lay horizontally in the middle of the road, surrounded by four coffin carrier ghosts, motionless, head down always watching the endless deep well.

In the well, Qin Ze submerged in the water, not daring to emerge, surrounded by water plants dancing, due to the ground movement, the well below quickly losing water, increasingly becoming scarce; he didn’t know how long he could hold on.

...

In the square outside the Evil Suppression Bureau, He Buning had just met up with Cui Cheng, when the mountain behind the Evil Suppression Bureau collapsed again, ink wash smearing the sky and earth, forming a Ghost Realm.

Hehehe~

Cui Cheng emitted a hoarse laugh, a rouge mark left on his face, the curse of the human-faced pustule causing him to have vividly human faces all over his body.

Cui Cheng scratched the human-faced pustule on his body, scanning around, He Buning fixedly stared at a spot; a flower sedan suddenly appeared in the ruins within the Evil Suppression Bureau, continuously flashing toward the outer square.

The surrounding ink stains converged around the flower sedan, forming hideous and twisted Evil Ghosts, reaching out and tearing the sedan.

The flower sedan stained by ink quickly turned pitch black, eventually losing color, becoming part of the painting, a tall man with a theatrical mask launched out of the flower sedan.

The Deceitful Bride appeared behind him, the ink washed over unable to approach due to obstruction.

Wan Xiangtou climbed up, gritting his teeth in dark anger; indeed, once a Sixth-level Yin Walking General, even having fallen to the fifth level, his strength wasn’t something he, a newly advanced fifth-level Yin Walker, could easily counter.

Wan Xiangtou noticed the Deceitful Bride’s foot without shoes; had he not lost the embroidered shoes in Black Mountain Village, he could easily advance and retreat freely now, even General Cao’s Ghost Realm couldn’t trap him.

Wan Xiangtou scanned around, puzzled and furrowed his brows, calculated the time, ghost coffin carriers should have entered the city by now, yet he hasn’t seen any sign of the Corpse Nest, where did it go wrong?

Now, once General Cao’s Ghost Realm forms, everyone inside the city would be trapped.

But did you truly believe I had no fallback plans?

The Gambling Ghost’s coffin plot was about more than just trapping General Cao a bit; due to the heavy injuries from the Fengning City incident, General Cao could not recover entirely, the more he used Zhuangyuan Ghost’s power, the greater the risk of losing control.

He stayed in the Evil Ghost Bureau long term, not just relying on his own Zhuangyuan Ghost to suppress the evil ghosts imprisoned inside, but also using the power of the group of ghosts to suppress his own Zhuangyuan Ghost, achieving a balance.

The Yin Walker’s incense burner can extract incense from the night and day travelers’ incense burners at the Evil Suppression Bureau. For General Cao to recover his Sixth-level strength, he could only take his time, waiting for the Incense Heart Lamp to rise first, then choose weaker and suitable ghosts for Zhuangyuan Ghost to devour within the Evil Ghost Bureau.

This was an extremely lengthy process; after each devour, it required a long period for digestion and suppression to ensure he wouldn’t lose control.

Since the Gambling Ghost’s coffin was broken open and the Ink-Wash Ghost Realm unfolded, Wan Xiangtou hadn’t seen General Cao himself appear.

Most likely, General Cao had risked devouring the Gambling Ghost to leave the coffin, causing Zhuangyuan Ghost’s power to suppress him, now he was either losing control or on the verge of it, unable to control the Ink-Wash Ghost Realm anymore.

Once this Ghost Realm envelops the whole city, all people inside would instantly be killed by Zhuangyuan Ghost, becoming ghost slaves within the Ink-Wash Ghost Realm like Fengning City back then.

The Evil Suppression Bureau’s Yin Walking General losing control, causing the death of a whole city’s populace; if this news got out, the Ghost Opera Troupe would find it easier to win the people’s hearts.

Thinking of this, Wan Xiangtou chuckled wickedly, preparing to gather Ghost Opera Troupe members, withdraw from Wangshan City first, and observe further.

"Wan Hongtu!"

Suddenly a stern shout called out Wan Xiangtou’s real name, he turned bewildered, seeing He Buning and Cui Cheng rushing over.

Wan Hongtu, this name, was told to He Buning by Sang Que.

Wan Xiangtou sneered, he couldn’t handle General Cao, two fourth-level Colonels trying to stop him, ridiculous! 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Wan Xiangtou snorted coldly, and many male figures appeared around, all wearing wedding attire, skin pale, varying degrees of decay, exuding a strong corpse odor.

These were all men killed by the Deceitful Bride, her Deceitful Grooms.