Chapter 108: Chapter 108: The Unsolvable Ghost
At this moment, the three ghost controllers acted together, unleashing the ghostly powers within their bodies.
They were not considering whether they would die from the excessive use of power and the resurgence of the fierce ghosts; the only thought they had was to imprison the ghost before them.
Yang Jian controlled two ghosts.
But due to the previous probing, he had lost control over his Ghost Domain and now could only use the Ghost Shadow.
Although the ghostly ability within him had been enhanced, it seemed that even with the control of two ghosts, he was noticeably inferior compared to the man in the relic before him.
Zhang Han, who made the first move, reached out with the skinless, blood-drenched ghost on his back, attempting to grab the man before him.
However, there wasnât the expected suppression.
Zhang Han suddenly felt a tearing, intense pain on his back.
The blood-drenched ghost clinging to his back lost control and began to be forcibly pulled out by the man from the relic.
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âAh~!â
A painful and mournful scream echoed as the skin on Zhang Hanâs back split open, and the ghost that had been clinging to him was being taken away by the man before him.
It was being brutally ripped from the tattoo on his back.
At this time, however, the Ghost Shadow that had risen behind him grabbed the manâs head from the front.
The black hand, condensed from the shadows, could easily decapitate anyoneâs head and even dismember other ghosts.
However, when Yang Jian felt the Ghost Shadow try to take its head, he encountered a terrifying resistance.
Its head remained unmoved on its neck.
At the same time.
The Headless Ghost Shadow suddenly froze, just like the Ghost Domain earlier, losing control and standing still.
âWhat on earth is this thing?â Yang Jianâs expression changed drastically.
Even the power of the second ghost had no effect on it. Could it be that this ghost is truly unsolvable, with no weaknesses and no methods to imprison it?
But at this moment, Feng Quan suddenly moved.
A layer of grey mist surged around his body, and within that mist, Feng Quanâs body began to fade away⊠In a short while, he was completely absorbed into the mist, and his figure could no longer be seen clearly. Only a vague human outline was visible, indistinguishable as either a man or a ghost lurking in the dark mist.
âCough, cough cough.â
A weak cough came from the mist, sounding like someone on his deathbed, deeply ill,
This sound was strange and malevolent, sending chills down oneâs spine.
And after this sound emerged,
The complexion of the man from the relic began to turn black, and then his skin and flesh started to fall off, emitting a foul stench of decay as if the body had reached its limit of use and was beginning to collapse.
âIt works.â Yang Jianâs expression became stern.
Feng Quan indeed had the ability to affect this ghost.
And judging by his appearance, he must have controlled more than just one ghost.
That eerie fog, the hair-raising cough hidden within the mist⊠If Yang Jian wasnât mistaken, these should be the powers of two ghosts.
âFirst restrict its movements, donât let it approach the Ghost Coffin; youâre doing very well in this regard. This ghost can completely nullify the abilities of another fierce ghost, no matter how powerful that ghost might be⊠Once it seizes another ghost, its power strengthens. Now, it can fully suppress up to⊠three ghosts, which explains why you were doomed if you were alone at the beginning.â
âIncapable of using the ghostâs power, youâre merely ordinary humans in the face of this ghost. Thatâs what makes this ghost both unsolvable and terrifying.â
Feng Quan, shadowed in the thick mist, spoke.
His voice was weak and feeble, portraying a sense of imminent demise.
âYou obviously knew all along, yet you said nothing before, and now you speak up; quite crafty of you,â Yang Jian accused.
âIf Iâd told you earlier, who among you would have dared to make a move? Besides, the amplification of its ability was brought about by you. I am considering the bigger picture here. Without me in the village, this ghost would have escaped long ago,â Feng Quan replied weakly.
âSuch a grandiose claim of considering the bigger picture. Maybe without your meddling, we ghost controllers might have already imprisoned this ghost,â Yang Jian replied with a cold laugh.
Feng Quan said, âFor the country, some sacrifices are necessary. Youâre too young to understand these things.â
âWhether itâs for the country or for yourself, only you know the truth,â Yang Jian said, staring at him.
âThis is not the time to argue about this,â Feng Quan retorted.
This ghost can suppress three ghosts.
That is to say, Yang Jianâs Ghost Domain, Headless Ghost Shadow, and the ghost inside Zhang Hanâs tattoo had all been subdued by the man in the relic, rendered powerless.
Accordingly, it seems this ghost must have killed Ouyang Tian and He Sheng to strengthen this insoluble ability.
As for the ghosts inside Ye Jun and He Yiming, they must have been taken by the Headless Ghost Shadow that was released earlier.
Three against three, hence the balance being restored. No wonder the Headless Ghost Shadow was so recklessly wandering around the village without any issues.
âThe ghost within Ye Jun wasnât taken by this man, but rather appeared in the Headless Ghost Shadow, which means Ye Junâs death⊠harbors some oddity,â Yang Jian said, his expression growing stern.
Yang Jian gave a deep look at Feng Quan, who was hidden in the thick mist.
In secret, this guy had probably done a lot of unspeakable things.
Maybe there was an intention to help himself and the others, but it wasnât without plans to harm them as well.
Fortunately, Yang Jianâs earlier move to release the Headless Ghost Shadow had turned the tide.
Otherwise, they would have certainly been doomed.
The man in the portrait before them could render the powers of three ghosts ineffective, and now that the number was satisfied, Feng Quan could take it on.
He had been waiting for this opportunity all along.
This opportunity to take control of the situation.
âYouâve outsmarted me, and Iâll admit my bad luck, but weâve already finished taking the lead,â Yang Jian said, no longer willing to risk his life and instead retreated to the back.
He moved next to the coffin.
If Feng Quan failed, he would immediately enter this Ghost Coffin.
Although he didnât know what purpose this coffin served,
if Feng Quan entered and wasnât killed by a ghost, then he would be safe too.
So, Yang Jian unapologetically secured his escape first.
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Feng Quan, in the mist, couldnât help frowning deeply at this action.
This guy was cleverer than he had imagined.
Had he already guessed some of the uses of the Ghost Coffin?
âYou donât need to look at me; itâs your turn to perform. Of course, if you find my strategy improper, you can try to kill me. Iâve lost the power of the vengeful ghost and am now just an ordinary person⊠But if I die, the vengeful ghost revives, the balance is broken, can you handle it?â Yang Jian said with a taunting smile.
He was ready to push open the lid and lie inside at any moment.
Feng Quan wanted to quietly reap the benefits, but Yang Jian was not going to be polite and instead planned a preemptive strike.
Zhang Han had been completely restrained and couldnât move; he now lay on the ground, struggling and wailing in pain.
Yang Jianâs Ghost Domain and the Headless Ghost Shadow were also suppressed, but he had found a way to survive and escape.
Now, the only one who could face the ghost head-on was Feng Quan.
Help?
Out of the question.
Feng Quan seemed to understand that Yang Jian was not going to help anymore; he had to confront the ghost on his own.
Without delay,
the mist around his body began to disperse, and then slowly started to fill the spirit hall.
A layer of dusky mist arose in the spirit hall.
It was like a heavy shroud of gloom.
All visibility was obstructed, and Feng Quanâs figure completely disappeared.
On the spot,
Yang Jian could only vaguely see the man in the portrait standing there.
But as the mist thickened,
the man in the portrait was gradually swallowed up too.
It became so dark around them that you could not see your hand in front of your face.
âThis mist⊠itâs somewhat like the Ghost Domain,â
Yang Jian said, surrounded by it, not feeling harmed by the mist, but rather a sense of being lost.
Even inside the building, it was as if he would get lost.
âI canât see anything around me; who knows if that ghost will appear next to me? If Feng Quan uses it to set me up, that would be bad.â
âI must be cautious at this time.â
Yang Jian kept his palm on the Ghost Coffin to ensure he would not get lost.
âTry lying inside. The outcome of Feng Quanâs struggle with this ghost doesnât concern me, but I canât afford to die here cluelessly.â
With that thought,
he immediately pushed open the coffin lid and climbed inside.
Without a momentâs hesitation.
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