Xing Tian had also noticed this problem, but he did not say anything.
Right now, Xing Tian was like a ghost god, his body was in between illusion and reality.
Ye Ning opened Xing Tian's interface to check the situation.
Xing Tian (Space-Time Projection)
[Race: Witch]
[Anchor Point: Grievance of Xing Tian]
[Ability: A]
[Note: The legendary God of War, summoned by the collector. Due to the lack of a shield, his combat power is greatly reduced.]
"This combat power is more than a hundred times weaker than what I saw in the long river of history.”
" Is it because they were dragged out from the historical projection with the Qi of the Heavenly Punisher as the anchor point?”
Ye Ning rubbed the space between his eyebrows. He felt that there was another reason why Xing Tian was Class A. It was because he was Class A himself.
If he was SSS, then Xing Tian would also be SSS.
Thinking of this, Ye Ning was a little dissatisfied with his own strength.
Of course, if other people knew that Ye Ning was already a Class A as soon as he became a Transcendent and were still not satisfied with this, they might even want to strangle Ye Ning to death.
"It seems that I can't summon a ghost spirit that surpasses my own strength.”
Ye Ning sensed it again and realized that he needed to constantly channel spiritual energy to maintain Xing Tian's form.
The current supply and demand could still maintain a balance, but if he summoned another projection, he would probably be drained dry.
"Looks like I can only summon one projection before I increase my strength.”
"I don't know if you have a truesoul of your own.”
Ye Ning took out a tablet and the latest version of the world's history book and threw it to Xing Tian.
"I hope you have them. Take them and understand the world now.”
"Yes, sir."
If possible, Ye Ning did not wish to drag out from history a non-intelligent, non-conscious being that was under his control.
The only difference between this and a large figurine was that one was a real person, while the other was a modern product.
Taking advantage of this time, Ye Ning drew the curtains and hung a closed sign outside.
If anyone saw a brainless man in his house, they would probably call the police. At that time, the Association of Deities and Ghosts would knock on the door.
It was an organization that specialized in dealing with ghosts. They treated ordinary ghosts with extreme cruelty.
Uh…it seemed fine.
The officials already knew that the Ghost King was coming to find him. They couldn't even hide in time, so how could they knock on the door?
Now that he thought about it, those so-called Demon Slayer Masters were all bullies.
Very soon, Xing Tian had a rough understanding of the situation.
"Master, my rank is around A class.”
Ye Ning nodded. Xing Tian was very clear about his level. He was indeed a War God.
"But if I want to fight, I can fight three [S] class warriors at the same time.”
“……”
Ye Ning was stunned. Was it that fierce?
As expected of the legendary God of War. Even though his level had dropped, his combat strength was still terrifying.
Of course, Ye Ning had never seen a Class A before, so he didn't know how strong a Class A was.
"There is a battle tonight that requires your help. The enemy is only at [A] class.”
Ye Ning suddenly thought of the malicious ghosts in the Miao territory. Did they belong to the Miao people?
One had to know that the Miao people were good at manipulating Gu worms. It seemed that there was only one Ghost King who knew how to play with Gu worms. He could consider collecting them.
There were also ghosts. They could easily live for hundreds of years. The Ghost King was at least a thousand years old. Judging from its age, it was much older than ordinary antiques.
Tsk, collector, why would he accept a ghost as a collection? There shouldn't be a problem, right?
"In the past, I only collected antiques.”
"Now that I have the ability, I can't just collect those dead items. I have to collect better, rarer, and unique items.”
"This world is a world of demons and ghosts. Fantasy is no longer a legend.”
"Those divine weapons, famous ghosts and gods, rare demon beasts, or legendary immortal mountains seem to be good collectibles!”
Ye Ning rubbed his eyes on the bridge of his nose and murmured softly. His eyes were shining like stars.
The collector attribute had awakened.
Xing Tian felt a chill down his spine when he saw Ye Ning's smile. Even though he was the God of War in the past, he still could not muster up any resistance when facing Ye Ning.
Tonight, Xuanwu City was sealed.
Outside the city, a beautiful figure flashed past.
In the next second, a woman slowly walked out from the end of Fourteenth Street where the antique shop was located.
This woman was like a celestial descending.
Her facial features were exquisite, and she had a crown on her head.
She had waist-length dark blue hair, a small and exquisite nose, and a pair of purple eyes that were like the most beautiful violet gems in the world.
Her petite body was hidden in a wide ancient dress. The dress was black and embroidered with mountains, rivers, the sun, and the moon with golden threads.
She was like a classical queen who had walked out of history.
However, if one looked closely, they would find that although this woman was beautiful, there was no trace of life on her body. Wherever she walked, she would leave a row of footprints filled with frost.
His skin was as white as the snow in the North Pole.
The Ghost King of Southern Border respected Luo Ying.
A supreme existence came from the north, and its target was Ye Ning.
"I heard that the Heaven Burying Coffin is in Xuanwu City. I hope you won't lie to me.”
"No, how could I dare to lie to you?”
"It's best if you don't dare."
Zun Luoying put on her phone, reached out her hand and gently knocked on Ye Ning's door.
Although she was a ghost, her body had already reached the point of corporeal form.
It could be said that she was no different from when she was alive, except that her skin was a little pale, making her look a little like a large exquisite doll.
Dong dong…
Four rhythmic knocks on the door sounded. The so-called three people and four ghosts were not human.
Ye Ning put down the ancient book in his hand. The visiting card on the table and the word 'zero' on it were all stained with blood.
That person was here.
Xing Tian sat in the antique shop and wiped his axe. He didn't seem to care.
However, no matter how he wiped it, he could not wipe off the blood on it. Instead, the smell of blood in the room became stronger and stronger.
" Remember to keep them alive," Ye Ning said softly." Don't get hurt. I want to keep them as collectibles."”
Xing Tian's movements obviously paused. He had read the ancient myth and legend book, and had seen Ye Ning's smile.
He seriously suspected that Ye Ning had summoned him here as a collectible.
Being a thug or something was probably just a side effect.
Now that he heard this, he had basically confirmed his thoughts.
He could only smile bitterly.
Others might not be able to see it, but he was an ancient war god. He could easily see it.
Ye Ning looked weak, thousands of times weaker than when he was alive. But behind him, in the endless void, a river of time was roaring.
This was a supreme mighty figure who had hidden his strength. He probably had another purpose for coming here.
However, Xing Tian also understood that he was dragged out of the river of time and had no ability to resist at all. He just had to do things quietly.
Thinking of this, Xing Tian slowly stood up and blocked the door with his huge body.
He was like a lurking tiger, quietly waiting for his prey to break through the door.
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