Ten Thousand Soul Banner: Deceased, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?-Chapter 907 - 903: Encountering the Enemy

"Oh~" 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Under everyone’s gaze, Tang Tang held up a palm-sized copper mirror and ran back excitedly.

Aunt Taozi saw this and reached out to take it.

Because she had been taking care of Tang Tang today, most of the items Tang Tang picked up were handed over to her for safekeeping.

So Tang Tang running over with a copper mirror felt natural for her to reach out.

Unexpectedly, Tang Tang directly bypassed her and went to Ruan Hongzhuang.

"Oh~"

Aunt Taozi: ...

"For me?"

Ruan Hongzhuang, who was talking with Grandma, was a bit surprised.

"Oh." Tang Tang nodded.

Ruan Hongzhuang reached out and took it only to find that it was an ancient bronze mirror.

The mirror surface was rusted, and faint images of the sun, moon, and stars could be seen on the back, but due to the heavy rust, she couldn’t make out the specifics.

"Is this... a real antique?"

Ruan Xiangqian, observing from the side, was intrigued and moved closer.

Others hearing this, also crowded in.

"Looking at the rust, it doesn’t seem fake," Shen Jianjun expressed his opinion.

"Nowadays, forgery techniques are sophisticated. Without a professional appraisal, it’s hard to say," Jiang Yingxue said.

"But such a big item fell on the ground, and no one noticed?"

Huang Huijuan looked around. The street was not deserted, and although the copper mirror wasn’t large, it was quite noticeable if it fell.

Moreover, if someone did drop it, how could they have not noticed at all?

After all, if this thing fell to the ground, it would surely make a loud noise.

"Who knows, Tang Tang always finds these amazing things," Aunt Taozi said.

She and Ruan Hongzhuang were used to it since Tang Tang was indeed quite peculiar, like Sudhana Kumaara, finding treasures everywhere, be it money or endless jewelry.

Mao Sanmei even used this money to buy a house.

Simply unbelievable...

Ruan Hongzhuang pondered slightly and curiously asked, "Why give it to me, not Aunt Taozi, or your mom?"

Tang Tang: (‧_‧?)

Seeing her naive face, Ruan Hongzhuang realized she might not get any answer.

But she was quite perceptive.

Tang Tang didn’t give it to Aunt Taozi nor her mom but came over to hand it to her.

Was it because she had a good relationship with her?

Definitely not, if it were about a good relationship, with Dou Dou and Duoduo not around, Tang Tang’s favorite was likely Aunt Taozi.

So why would she give it to herself? Was it just a whimsical decision, completely overthinking?

Or was there something special about her?

If there was something special about her?

It was that she was now Shen Siyuan’s wife.

Thinking of this, Ruan Hongzhuang felt a stir in her heart.

If Tang Tang were just an ordinary child, perhaps it was truly her imagination.

But was Tang Tang an ordinary child?

The answer is clearly no.

So Ruan Hongzhuang said, "I’ll take it back for Si Yuan to have a look."

"Does he also know how to appraise antiques?" Ruan Xiangqian was somewhat surprised.

"Never heard he had that skill," Shen Jianjun said.

Ruan Hongzhuang hadn’t spoken yet when Grandma interjected, "He’s quite capable, you can’t know everything."

"Uh... ..." Shen Jianjun fell silent.

Seeing Grandma defending Shen Siyuan, everyone laughed.

And at this moment, Shen Siyuan had already returned to the Yangzhou Netherworld.

However, Qi Gai and his Wu Character Camp were no longer in the original place.

"Where did they go?" Duoduo looked at the empty valley, her little face full of surprise.

"They shouldn’t have gone far."

Shen Siyuan looked down at the ground, indeed noticing the traces of horses passing by.

"Let’s catch up and take a look."

Shen Siyuan said, lightly tapping his toe, his figure flashed forward like a large bird.

Duoduo transformed into a Yin Wind, swirling around him, rapidly advancing along the valley path.

Shen Siyuan guessed right, advancing for about half an hour, suddenly the deafening sounds of battle cries and horse hooves rang in his ears.

"Over there." Duoduo pointed to the sky.

As in the sky stood a Divine General, wielding the Giant Divine Weapon, slashing towards the mountain below.

The statue bore a seven or eight part resemblance to Qi Gai.

"Let’s go."

Shen Siyuan’s figure immediately darted forward.

Soon he saw Qi Gai and his Wu Character Camp.

They were in a huge valley, rallying troops, forming a battle array to engage the enemy.

And their enemy was a solitary black-robed figure.

The black robe billowed in the wind, hollow and empty, seemingly absorbing everything around it.

His hands waved, black energy spread like sharp arrows, shooting towards the Wu Character Camp.

Yet the Wu Character Camp didn’t lack response capability, forming a peculiar battle array, all the energy condensed into one.

Thus forming a huge protective shield enveloping them, with Qi Gai at the center, transforming into a Divine General clad in armor, astride a divine beast, wielding a large blade.

He towered tens of meters tall, impossibly massive, and every swing of the Giant Divine Weapon carried the force to split the heavens and earth.

The black-robed figure, though formidable, rippled like water with each defense, weakening each time.

For the moment, the stalemate persisted, vying to see who could prevail.

But evidently, barring any shifts, the balance should tilt towards Qi Gai.

As Shen Siyuan noted, the Wu Character Camp not only combined their forces into one but also tapped into the power of the Netherworld.

Perhaps possessing a feudal title comes with benefits, granting them control over a portion of the Netherworld’s authority, enabling them to harness some of the realm’s power.

Nonetheless, Shen Siyuan was unwilling to wait long, so he said to Duoduo, "You wait here for me."

Saying this, he transformed into a dazzling rainbow, darting straight toward the black robe, passing the Divine General’s side, the general seemingly alive, even looked back at him.

This sword struck silently, yet instantly solidified the surrounding air—an invisible Primordial Magnetic wave emanated from the sword tip, halting the world.

In the next moment, a shrill screech exploded, shaking souls to their core.

Even the battle formation was affected, the spherical shield trembled, seeming ready to shatter at any moment.

At the center of the formation, Qi Gai witnessed this, gasping, feeling a heart-stopping sensation.

He hadn’t thought Shen Siyuan’s power would be so formidable.

The black-robed figure’s body exploded directly, transforming into a sky full of black mist, dispersing in all directions.

Shen Siyuan knew his opponent wasn’t dead because unless the black mist was completely obliterated, his body would regenerate.

The black mist diffused throughout the valley, like a living entity, drilling into crevices, bypassing withered trees, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

Suspended in mid-air, Shen Siyuan’s fingertip condensed a wisp of Primordial Magnetic Power, yet he could only capture traces of weak black energy—the energy icy and bone-chilling, with an eerie fluctuation unlike conventional Netherworld Yin forces.