"Ghost Hand Jack?"
Hearing Mutou Masao's exclamation, Ye Ling couldn't help but curiously examine the head that rolled out from the door.
Blond hair and blue eyes, typical Western features.
On Ghost Hand Jack's face, there was still fear, clearly indicating that he had a terrifying experience before his head was severed.
Looking at Ghost Hand Jack's head, Mutou Masao began to tremble, stammering, "Ghost, Ghost Hand Jack's head, how can it be here?"
It was known that Ghost Hand Jack's strength was even above Mutou Masao's. Seeing Ghost Hand Jack's head roll in front of him, the mental shock was imaginable. Da Feng Novel Network.
After confirming Ghost Hand Jack's identity, Ye Ling kicked the head back into the door and said lightly, "It seems this guy caused trouble at the Dragon Division base, coincidentally chose this safe house as a refuge, and was then dealt with by the owner of this building."
"Consider him lucky to have died here early."
Ye Ling sneered, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.
He had originally wanted to capture Ghost Hand Jack and retaliate, but unfortunately, his plan had completely fallen through.
Mutou Masao trembled and said, "The owner of this place can kill Ghost Hand Jack, so his strength must be above the ninth rank. In the entire Yang Country, besides Takamagahara, only Sakura Moon of the Bushi is a Red Dust Immortal. Where did this Red Dust Immortal come from?"
"Who knows?"
Ye Ling shrugged and walked into the room without hesitation.
The other party releasing Ghost Hand Jack's head was clearly a show of force and intimidation, but the effect was not significant.
Ye Ling had come to deal with Ghost Hand Jack, but now he found that Ghost Hand Jack had already been killed by someone else...
The owner of this building, by releasing Ghost Hand Jack's head, not only failed to intimidate Ye Ling but also made Ye Ling a little angry.
The owner of this building might not have realized that things were becoming serious. After releasing Ghost Hand Jack's head, faces grew on the wall again, and a voice said with a smile, "My two guests, how do you like the appetizer I prepared for you? That person, like you, is also a member of Takamagahara."
Ye Ling walked into the room, looking at the faces that grew from the wall, and asked, "What? Do you have a grudge against Takamagahara?"
Hearing Ye Ling's words, the smiling face instantly turned dark, and it coldly stared at Ye Ling and Mutou Masao, saying, "My grudge against your Takamagahara is immense!"
"I wish I could gnaw your bones and suck your marrow!"
The face let out a scream, the meat door behind Ye Ling and Mutou Masao suddenly closed, and the entire room began to rot. The floor became sticky and emitted a foul odor.
Ghost Hand Jack's head emerged from the decaying floor, along with two other heads.
Seeing the other two heads, Mutou Masao's fear intensified, and he exclaimed, "The other two heads... are also members of Takamagahara!"
Ye Ling looked at Mutou Masao and raised an eyebrow, "Are you sure?"
Mutou Masao nodded extremely affirmatively, "Certain! They were quite active in the organization, I've seen them a few times, I can't be wrong!"
The face on the wall cackled, "Of course! These guys are all members of Takamagahara! All of them were tortured to death by me and finally turned into nourishment!"
"You will both soon be like them, dying in despair after experiencing boundless pain!"
"None of you members of Takamagahara will die a good death!"
Hearing the咆哮 from the face on the wall, Ye Ling said speechlessly, "Are you mistaken? I'm not a member of Takamagahara, he is."
Seeing Ye Ling sell him out without hesitation, Mutou Masao was terrified and quickly said to the face on the wall, "I have nothing to do with you! Don't come after me!"
It was a joke. Three members of Takamagahara had already died here, and these three were quite active members of the organization, stronger than an old man like him!
Now his cultivation had fallen to the sixth rank, and the strength he could exert was less than that of a second-rank. If that face attacked him, he would surely die!
"Nothing to do with me? Hahahaha!"
The face burst into laughter upon hearing Mutou Masao's words, its sharp and piercing laughter echoing in the room, making Ye Ling frown.
Then the face contorted and roared, "I am the aggregation of resentment from those tortured to death by your Takamagahara members, whose souls could not return to the underworld and eventually turned into vengeful spirits!"
"I was born of hatred, born to destroy your Takamagahara!"
"You, you are a resentment aggregate?" Mutou Masao's face was filled with disbelief upon hearing what the face said, his body trembling slightly.
He opened his mouth to try and argue, but found he couldn't utter any words to defend his crimes.
He had also been possessed by a deity, and he knew very well what heinous acts the deity had committed with his body.
It could be said that his current cultivation was entirely built upon the despair of others.
Manipulated by a deity, eventually dying in despair, and because the deity wanted to cover up its crimes, those despairing yin souls could not enter the underworld to be reincarnated.
The only fate awaiting those yin souls was to drift between heaven and earth, eventually dissipating.
In this despair, the countless drifting yin souls eventually generated endless resentment, aggregating into the monster before them.
Seeing the ferocious appearance of the face on the wall, Ye Ling also sighed with emotion. The slight anger he felt due to Ghost Hand Jack's death vanished.
Although allowing such a resentment aggregate to grow would be a scourge to the world, they were all innocent people in their lives, and it was already incredibly tragic that they could not rest in peace after death.
Ye Ling couldn't bring himself to be ruthless towards these yin souls.
In the end... these resentment aggregates were all pitiable victims.
Thinking of this, Ye Ling said to the resentment aggregate, "The sins of Takamagahara are unforgivable. I will make those deities pay the price they deserve."
"You alone can make those high and mighty deities pay the price?"
The resentment aggregate stared at Ye Ling with a mocking expression and laughed heartily, "Don't be ridiculous. Only I can pull those false gods from their divine thrones and make them pay for their actions!"
"As long as I keep devouring and growing, one day, I will kill all the gods in the sky and make those hypocritical gods regret their deeds!"
Hearing what the resentment aggregate said, Ye Ling shook his head, "You are too extreme. Not to mention your plan is impossible to succeed, even if you could succeed, the entire human world would become your funeral pyre for revenge. I will not allow you to do this."
"You should not exist in this world. Let me send you to be transcended."
"Impossible!" the resentment aggregate roared, "You hypocritical fellow, you don't understand my hatred at all. You both will become my nourishment, and you will both die!!!"
Boom!
As the face roared, the entire building began to shake violently.
A large number of bloody hands shot out from the floor, grabbing Ye Ling and Mutou Masao's ankles!