Chapter 412 - Chapter 412: Chapter 411 The Suspect

Chapter 412: Chapter 411 The Suspect

This sudden supernatural attack was unexpected by everyone, and by the time people reacted, they had already seen the golden bottle cap covering Guo Fan’s face, with a ghastly white hand visible, gripping his face and pulling incessantly towards the mouth of the bottle.

Guo Fan’s skin was torn, his facial bones shattered, the sudden intense pain made him unable to help but scream in agony.

If an ordinary person had experienced this attack, by now they could probably be declared dead in advance.

But Guo Fan was a ghost controller, moreover, one who controlled two ghosts, so he had a basic ability to survive in the presence of fierce ghosts.

Therefore, under the slight shock Yang Jian experienced, he then chose to watch coldly from the sidelines. He didn’t rush to rescue immediately but focused on the pale, stiff fingers emerging from the bottle, associating them with the hand he had previously confined.

It was evident that the ghost had a pair of hands.

The one he had constrained before was a right hand; this was a left hand.

“No, it’s no longer just a hand. Just now I saw an entire arm extend out… The ghost in the bottle is gradually reviving. Before it was only a hand, but now it’s an entire arm. If this continues, when the thing inside the bottle completely escapes, it will probably be a complete ghost,” he said.

Yang Jian’s gaze shifted slightly, feeling he might have underestimated this thing.

A complete ghost, at the very least an A-level, and even possessing a certain degree of growth potential, was extremely terrifying.

No, that’s not right.

Then, Yang Jian suddenly realized, Guo Fan was still screaming; he hadn’t used the powers of the ghosts within his body to resist the attack, and the ghastly white hand covering his face hadn’t retreated.

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The others also immediately grasped the reason.

It certainly wasn’t that Guo Fan didn’t want to use his fierce ghost powers, but that he couldn’t.

The ghosts in his body were being suppressed.

Only under such circumstances was Guo Fan unable to fight back.

“This thing is no simple matter; if this goes on, Guo Fan is going to die. We need to save him,” Zong Shan urgently whispered from the side.

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Yi, with a cold expression, rushed forward. His hand, already showing signs of livor mortis, grasped at the bottle, trying to pry off the stiff fingers clasped on Guo Fan’s face to separate him from the bottle.

“Not at all hesitant to come into direct contact with the ghost?” Yang Jian observed this with a slight change in expression.

This Chen Yi, if not confident in his own abilities, was simply reckless.

The risk of direct physical contact with a ghost was greater than being targeted by one. At least if targeted there was a decent chance of survival, but with direct contact, if one misjudged, it resulted in death.

“Damn it, this bottle is made of Gold, blocking my powers,” Chen Yi said fiercely at this moment: “Which one of you can directly invade Guo Fan’s body with your abilities? If so, hurry up and help. If this guy dies, at least two ghosts will escape, and then the situation will become even more complicated.”

He couldn’t force the ghost’s attack back through the Gold bottle, and now Guo Fan’s face was plugging the mouth of the bottle, with the edges of the mouth deeply embedded in the flesh.

Unless one didn’t care about the life of Guo Fan, which would mean the loss of the ability to save him.

Zong Shan, who was about to step forward to help, stopped in his tracks when he heard this, his expression stiffening.

He did not possess this kind of targeted ability either; his powers also directly affected ghosts. If he were to use them on a human… that person would certainly die, and while Guo Fan might not necessarily die, he didn’t dare to take the risk, in case he lost the gamble, then it would be the end.

At this point, Shen Liang suddenly looked towards Yang Jian.

There weren’t many ghost controllers who came to the airport this time, and several had already left after confirming there was no issue. The remaining ghost controllers were all here. If Zong Shan and Chen Yi couldn’t help, then the only one they could rely on was Yang Jian.

But would Yang Jian save him?

Shen Liang knew there was a bit of conflict between him and Guo Fan, and it was likely Yang Jian would choose not to save him at this moment.

He was right.

Indeed, Yang Jian did not want to save Guo Fan. What did this guy’s life or death have to do with him? The last incident in Z city almost doomed him due to this pig-headed teammate.

However, due to the urgent situation, he still chose to take action.

Because he needed the Soul Bottle and couldn’t let the ghost escape from it, naturally, he also didn’t want the fierce ghost to break free upon Guo Fan’s death, which would mean he couldn’t spare himself from cleaning up the mess.

“I’ll do it,” Yang Jian said, his expression showing no emotion as he approached.

Beneath his feet, a strange black shadow gathered undissipated, clearly out of place with his own shadow as if it were logically surplus, and this shadow seemed to lack a head, only a flat neck remained.

The Headless Ghost Shadow quickly invaded Guo Fan’s body.

He had intended to pass through Guo Fan’s body to directly repel that ghost, but when his Ghost Shadow sensed what was inside Guo Fan’s body, he paused in surprise.

Hidden in Guo Fan’s stomach was an old wooden ancestral tablet, with what seemed to be a portrait embedded in it. The portrait was blurry, looking a bit like Guo Fan, and a bit like an unfamiliar stranger.

“Is this the ghost that Guo Fan controls? A spiritual tablet?”

Despite his curiosity, Yang Jian didn’t pay too much attention at this moment. Instead, his Ghost Shadow invaded the pale, stiff hand at the mouth of the bottle using his own body.

Headless Ghost Shadow was actually under Yang Jian’s control following its resuscitation, and in most cases, it could suppress those incomplete ghosts.

Upon contact with Headless Ghost Shadow,

the hand that had deeply penetrated into Guo Fan’s flesh recoiled as if it had met its nemesis, quickly withdrawing and disappearing into the dark depths of the bottle.

With the resistance gone, Chen Yi easily removed the bottle. He covered the opening with his palm, seemingly confident enough to block the ghost inside from getting out.

However, although Guo Fan had been rescued, he seemed to have lost consciousness.

His facial bones were shattered, blood was streaming down, and even one of his eyeballs had been gouged out by the hand, making him look ferocious and frightening.

“Is he dead?” Zong Shan’s complexion changed slightly as he asked anxiously.

Although he could no longer feel Guo Fan’s heartbeat and breathing, ghost controllers could not be deduced by common logic; the disappearance of life signs did not necessarily equate to death, as most ghost controllers could still retain their human consciousness in a dead state.

“I don’t know, maybe he’s dead, maybe not.”

Yang Jian frowned and said, “I’m currently suppressing the ghost inside his body, so I can’t tell for sure, but looking at this, he’s probably done for.”

Chen Yi said somewhat furiously, “What a waste, I thought he was capable. Just one attack and he couldn’t hold up, always causing trouble. Shen Liang, I suggest we treat him as a corpse now. Even if he isn’t dead, he’s probably not far from a ghost’s awakening. We can’t let this guy cause trouble within my jurisdiction.”

Shen Liang hurriedly said, “Wait a minute, I understand Guo Fan’s situation. His will to survive is still trustworthy. Just release the restriction, Yang Jian, that’s all.”

“Releasing the restriction is easy, but I won’t be responsible if anything happens,”

Yang Jian said coldly, “If two ghosts revive, don’t expect me to take the fall. Otherwise, I’d rather resign. I’ve dealt with enough trouble today; if I have to clean up more messes, I’ll start to suspect your motives toward me.”

“Fine, I’ll take full responsibility if anything goes wrong,” Shen Liang bit his teeth and said.

If Guo Fan perished here inexplicably, he would have suffered a great loss.

“I’ve recorded this conversation as evidence,” Yang Jian pointed at his GPS-enabled phone.

Shen Liang’s face darkened. Despite Yang Jian’s youthful appearance, he handled affairs meticulously, leaving no stone unturned.

Yang Jian retracted the Headless Ghost Shadow from Guo Fan’s body but maintained a measure of caution, leaving behind a residual shadow with a crimson ghost eye in it to watch over the situation inside Guo Fan’s body.

He was a bit curious about this guy’s capabilities.

It was also a measure of self-protection against potential attacks.

However, as he lifted the restriction, something eerie happened.

Guo Fan’s disfigured face began to recover rapidly. This recovery was not through healing and growing back but by a face that belonged to him appearing on the reconstructed parts of his face, directly replacing the damaged one.

“There’s a change with the tablet in his stomach.”

Yang Jian suddenly saw through the residual ghost eye left inside him.

The face of the man in the portrait had become disfigured and blurred, and the previously vague features became increasingly clearer.

And it seemed to notice Yang Jian’s presence; the person in the portrait looked at Yang Jian’s ghost eye, slightly turned its head, and revealed a sinister smile.

Yang Jian’s expression changed drastically.

He pulled back the Ghost Shadow, no longer observing.

At the same time, the look he gave Guo Fan was not quite right.

There was some bizarre connection between the man in the spiritual tablet’s portrait and Guo Fan. The question was, was the man in the portrait Guo Fan, or was the person before him Guo Fan?

But he believed that one of them, either the portrait or the person, might actually be a ghost.

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