Ghost Compendium

"Nobility is the epitaph of the noble." Wu Liang disdainfully raised his middle finger to the sky.

"Baseness is the passport of the base." The Puppet Ghost laughed slyly.

Initially, they only planned to use the surrounding cities as shields, leveraging the treaty of the War of Chaos with the Five Great Venerables to counter Zeus. This ought to have been merely a threat. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

However, Zeus’s furious words in the air just now made Wu Liang realize—this guy seems to truly have the pride of a strong warrior.

Perhaps Zeus’s previous alliance with Poseidon to block the First Emperor and his own willingness to strike at Dragon City gave the impression that he was unscrupulously despicable.

But upon careful thought, Zeus initially suggested to the Magic Cube Dragon to voluntarily hand over the Supernatural Objects to avoid a devastating attack on Dragon City.

If considering Zeus’s personal attempt to seize the Supernatural Objects as an act he reluctantly undertook after much deliberation, feeling deeply ashamed, yet Wu Liang managed to thwart him.

It’s not hard to imagine why he’s now so infuriated.

Unfortunately, I’m not an unparalleled strong warrior.

"Humanity is never an innately powerful race. When facing overwhelming opponents, our only advantage is our intellect. Call us vile, call us cowardly, but this is humanity’s greatest weapon!" Wu Liang laughed aloud, even at himself.

Why has humanity survived for so long in the era of supernatural resurgence?

Is it merely due to the invincible power of the Awakened?

No, they’re not that strong.

The real reliance is on everyone finding every possible way to survive when faced with crisis and adversity.

Indeed, some people get frightened and weak-kneed after being dragged into supernatural lockdowns, and some betray their companions to find a way out.

But there will always be those who think of solutions.

This is humanity, a race of both weakness and strength.

Now, the cities shrouded in Mist are so numerous it’s appalling, even Zeus can’t locate Wu Liang’s approximate position in such a vast range.

After all, every city enshrouded in Mist has a lord releasing his aura to assure his Fierce Ghosts and also tries to make those with ulterior motives weigh their worth.

These hordes of lords are releasing their pressure as much as possible, becoming the best shield concealing Wu Liang’s aura.

Now there are less than ten minutes before Wu Liang can reach Great Qin.

Once entering the First Emperor’s domain, even Zeus wouldn’t dare to glance at Wu Liang.

Targeting Wu Liang is one thing, wantonly acting on the First Emperor’s territory is another matter entirely.

He’s in no mood to start a war with the First Emperor right now.

"It’s rather funny. Among these Fierce Ghosts, there are various extreme sinister abilities, but their minds aren’t as scheming, instead appearing somewhat... innocent?" Wu Liang reflected, speaking with the Puppet Ghost.

This made the Puppet Ghost fall silent, then sigh and explain, "Boss, you must know the biggest difference between this world and the real world is—their abilities are for competing with each other, not for feeding."

This enlightened Wu Liang.

Yes, in this world, strength is the respect of the Fierce Ghosts, a lord is always stronger than a Red Robe, a Venerable stands atop the pyramid, impregnable, with ranks carved into the soul.

But the real world is different, with humanity and Fierce Ghosts plotting against each other.

Fierce Ghosts would unleash any scheme to devour humans using their abilities.

The ecological environments of both worlds are completely different.

"Let’s hope this world’s First Emperor is just as innocent." Wu Liang shrugged, saying, "Ahead is Great Qin."

Although he is not a native of this world, he can still clearly sense Great Qin’s domain.

Indeed, sense and not see!

Because a barrier as strong as Zeus’s limitless thunder is up ahead, its coverage so vast that Wu Liang cannot discern its exact extent, clearly not the work of an ordinary Venerable.

Only the Venerable representing this order—the First Emperor—

is capable of such a feat.

"Let’s go through the city gate; sneaking in like this would be a bit rude." Wu Liang said as he stopped the further spreading of the Mist.

He certainly doesn’t want to be shut out or antagonized by the First Emperor.

The Puppet Ghost obediently turned back into a doll-like ornament and sat on Wu Liang’s shoulder.

The duo proceeded towards the nearest city within the barrier in their peculiar guise.

As they reached the city gates, Wu Liang sensed a completely different atmosphere from Dragon City.

Whether it was the defensive walls stretching to the horizon or the patrolling, orderly Fierce Ghost army, akin to a well-trained modern force, all signaled the First Emperor’s absolute control and strength over his domain.

"Interesting, I think I’m seeing the First Emperor I recognize." Wu Liang squinted his eyes, saying.

He initially thought this world’s First Emperor would differ from the historical Emperor Shi, and that Great Qin in the Fierce Ghost World couldn’t be a product continuing from the Warring States era.

The historical development in the Fierce Ghost World must surely differ greatly from the real world.