The figure surrounded by faint flames was naturally Yang Fan.

This was a new technique he acquired through soul implantation.

He planned to "customize" a different soul implantation ability for each doppelgänger, which would serve as identity tags.

Mr. Spirit Crows was the Ice Mist.

Ghost Mr. Yang Fan was the Scarlet Mist.

At this moment.

Zhang Shifeng, a Great Xia soldier, froze for two seconds and cautiously asked, "Are you Ghost Mr. Yang Fan?"

"That's right!"

As soon as Yang Fan finished speaking, the scarlet mist around him quickly dissipated, and large ripples appeared.

Zhang Shifeng hurriedly set down his military knife, stammering, "I'm very sorry... I didn't know... I should have asked your identity first..."

Yang Fan raised his hand to interrupt him, "It's okay!"

Beside them, inside the heavy truck, the driver, Fan Daping, was gritting his teeth and stepping on the gas as if his life depended on it.

Yang Fan found it quite helpless and had to continue releasing strong manifestation to firmly "press" the truck to the ground.

Zhang Shifeng rushed over and banged hard on the driver's cabin door.

Fan Daping turned his head to glance, only then realizing it was a misunderstanding, and quickly released the gas pedal.

He spoke a few words with Zhang Shifeng and was greatly shocked.

Fan Daping jumped out of the truck in a flash, his hands trembling with excitement, "Ghost Mr. Yang Fan, it's such an honor to meet you."

This driver had only been in the country for a few days, yet had already heard many legendary stories about Ghost Mr. Yang Fan.

Now, seeing the legend himself, how could he not be excited?

Fan Daping then did something quite interesting, he actually pulled out a cell phone from his pocket.

Obviously.

This guy wanted to take a photo together.

Yang Fan's expression was somewhat awkward.

But he didn't like taking photos with people.

It wasn't about maintaining status, nor was it intentionally putting on airs, he simply didn't like it.

Yang Fan cast a faint glance at Fan Daping, and suddenly a very faint gleam flashed in his eyes.

Fan Daping immediately fell into a daze.

After a moment.

The driver came to his senses, completely forgetting about wanting to take a photo.

Zhang Shifeng keenly noticed this scene, feeling both astonished and amused.

Yang Fan looked at the two of them and said, "In an hour, there will be a small-scale extreme cold disaster here.

"You should contact everyone around through the radio and evacuate from here quickly."

Zhang Shifeng immediately replied, "Understood, sir!"

Yang Fan added another sentence, "This place has been interfered with by the Primordial Law, and the basic rules have changed.

"Electromagnetic waves coming from outside, or going out from here, will be subjected to some disturbance.

"But electromagnetic waves spreading within this area will not be affected at all."

Zhang Shifeng remembered the snowflakes shown by Fan Daping and suddenly realized, "No wonder the snowflakes turned into triangles."

Yang Fan nodded, "This is the change in the basic rules."

He didn't stay long, saying, "Gentlemen, I shall take my leave first!"

As soon as he finished speaking.

"Poof!"

He burst into a brilliant light mist.

A second later.

The light mist dimmed.

Yang Fan had vanished.

Zhang Shifeng paused for a moment, hurriedly ran to the heavy truck, and started contacting others to relay Ghost Mr. Yang Fan's orders.

Soon.

One by one, heavily loaded trucks restarted, turning around and heading in the direction of the Celestial Mountain.

Fan Daping was driving the vehicle and after a few hundred meters suddenly let out an annoyed "Ah".

Zhang Shifeng curiously asked, "What's wrong?"

Fan Daping smacked the steering wheel with a "slap", "I forgot to take a photo with Ghost Mr. Yang Fan just now."

Zhang Shifeng hesitated to speak and responded perfunctorily, "There will be another chance next time."

Fan Daping shook his head, "Ghost Mr. Yang Fan is like a dragon that shows its head but not its tail, I probably won't have a second chance to meet him."

Zhang Shifeng fell silent as well.

The few minutes of bizarre experience just now, he felt he would never forget for his whole life.

After a few more seconds.

Zhang Shifeng suddenly slapped his thigh and shouted "Oh no".

This time it was Fan Daping's turn to be puzzled, "Is there a problem?"

Zhang Shifeng sighed, "Just now I shot at Ghost Mr. Yang Fan, I should have picked up the bullets as a souvenir."

Fan Daping echoed with a "Oh no", "Such a pity!"

Those bullets didn't harm Ghost Mr. Yang Fan at all but eerily floated in the air, their commemorative value was not ordinary.

Five minutes later.

Fan Daping shivered several times, and burst out with a curse, "I've turned on the heater, why do I still feel cold?"

Although warm air was blowing out of the air conditioning vent with a "whoosh", and his skin felt a bit warm, he just felt cold.

It was a very strange thing.

Zhang Shifeng rubbed his hands hard, "Indeed very peculiar."

He let out a breath and thought of an explanation, "This might be what Ghost Mr. Yang Fan referred to as 'the change in basic rules'."

Fan Daping exclaimed again, "Weird and strange things seem to be happening more and more often."

After a few more seconds.

A large number of shadows suddenly intruded into the beam of the headlights.

Zhang Shifeng blurted out, "It seems like it's snowing heavily!"

Fan Daping timely slowed down the car, "Visibility is too low, I need to drive slower."

Despite the headlight illumination, the snowflakes were so dense that the road beyond fifteen meters was almost invisible.

Zhang Shifeng watched as the road was quickly covered by a layer of snow and clicked his tongue in wonder, "Snow in the tropics, and it's heavier than in the north; today is really a..."

Before he could say "sight," the sergeant's words were suddenly stuck.

Zhang Shifeng made a "huh" sound, "There seems to be something ahead."

Fan Daping decisively hit the brakes, "What thing?"

Zhang Shifeng squinted at the front, hands gripping the assault rifle, "There seems to be something moving in the snow."

Before the words fell.

The two simultaneously saw an uncanny large patch of snow on the right side of the road ahead starting to move strangely.

A bizarre creature, seemingly with four legs, about a meter tall, emerged from the snow.

Fan Daping felt chilled straight to his heart and instinctively shouted, "What the hell is this thing?"

Zhang Shifeng directly raised his gun, ready to shoot at any time.

The sergeant had a peculiar intuition that this thing would not be benevolent towards them.

In the next moment.

His guess was confirmed.

The yeti suddenly lifted its two front legs and spewed an ice ball, rapidly approaching.

"Bang!"

The ice ball hit the front windshield, directly shattered it, and struck the upper right corner of the cabin.

The ice ball shattered subsequently, turning into a mass of ice debris, which fell all over the heads and faces of the two.

Zhang Shifeng was startled and prepared to pull the trigger and shoot.

But he didn't have time to fire.

Fan Daping cursed "Screw it!" and slammed down the accelerator, rapidly accelerating the truck.

He slightly turned the steering wheel, and the right wheels ran over the yeti's body.

As the yeti was formed by snow, its body was relatively fragile.

After the truck ran over it, it directly turned into a pile of snow.

Fan Daping saw through the rearview mirror that the crushed snow wiggled a few times and finally didn't get back up.

The driver breathed a sigh of relief, "That yeti seems dead."

Zhang Shifeng gave him a thumbs up, "You crushed it just right."

The sergeant understood well that the yeti wasn't human, likely difficult to kill by gunfire, and running it over with the truck was the best option.

Fan Daping grinned.

The driver was still a bit shaken, "This place is really sinister; even the snow can turn into monsters. No wonder even the famous Mr. Ghost came here."

Zhang Shifeng agreed, "Indeed too sinister."

He immediately said, "I need to notify the other members of the convoy to be extremely cautious of the yetis."

Fan Daping took another look at the shattered glass, "After you notify them, tape up the hole; the wind is too cold."

Zhang Shifeng nodded, "Alright!"

*

A dozen kilometers away.

Yang Fan also encountered a yeti.

This yeti was larger and more ferocious, rushing at him on sight.

Yang Fan gently blew a breath, a wave of red haze swept over the yeti.

The yeti quickly melted into a puddle of water, then evaporated completely.

The Soul Stealing Wisp flashed, absorbing 0.2 spiritual source points.

Yang Fan quietly sensed for a few moments, murmuring softly, "The laws of the Celestial Pillar Icefield are indeed much stronger than the Sea of Death Black Sand, even able to induce the snow to create monsters."

He also had a feeling that if thoroughly researched, the Ice Superpower could definitely improve significantly.

"Chirp!"

A phantom bird call transmitted through the link.

Yang Fan's mind moved, linking with a Spirit Bird through the Spirit Beast link.

Using the bird's eyes, he immediately saw a mass of dark people gathered.

Yang Fan also heard the shouts of these people.

"Celestial Mountain is a gift from the deities to Shapudian!"

"The Great Xia people don't want to spend a dime but want to take our wealth!"

"Let's go! We'll retrieve the wealth that belongs to Shapudian together."

From their skin color, they were all Shapudian natives.

And at dead of night, so many Shapudian people gathering was clearly problematic.

Yang Fan coldly snorted, "Just now, seeing so many cars blocking the road, I had a feeling something was amiss. Sure enough, someone is stirring up trouble behind the scenes."

He didn't need an investigation to know that someone must have sabotaged the road and then hired a large group of Shapudian people to cause trouble for Great Xia.

Some people don't dare to openly confront Great Xia, so they've thought up this indirect strategy, inciting locals to create chaos.

These people are surely no good ones; their only goal is to seize Celestial Shattered Iron.

As the saying goes, "A person dies for wealth, a bird dies for food."

Now, every country is very envious of Celestial Shattered Iron, and if these people manage to seize some, they can surely sell it for a huge sum of money.

Spurred by wealth, it naturally leads to taking risky ventures.

And for Great Xia, handling the locals is clearly a headache.

If they don't kill, more people will come to mess things up.

If they kill, relations with Shapudian will worsen.

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