In the silent and eerie world, the sky was dyed red, and dark shadows covered the ground.
This place was enveloped by the Ghost Domain.
Yang Jian resurrected from a coffin and, after defeating the fierce ghost once again, regained consciousness and became a fierce ghost with a living personâs awareness.
And upon this resurrection, Liao Fan, who attempted to escape, was killed.
Liao Fan was not weak; he could drive the Ghost Taxi, his body was no longer that of a living person, he had the Pendulum Clock curse, and he even controlled a fierce ghost. Many people were no match for him, including some veteran ghost controllers.
But before Yang Jian, he had no chance to resist.
âThis is bad.â
Xu Feng felt a chill all over, a sense of despair emerging from the bottom of his heart.
The expression on Gu Chengâs face next to him was also very unpleasant.
He wasnât thinking about the Coffin Nail anymore, but how he might survive the day.
Who would have thought that Yang Jian had truly awakened from death and became some kind of incomprehensible anomaly, and that they, the invaders of Dachang City, would all be held accountable.
âCan we fight it?â Gu Cheng felt nervously uncertain, as his Ghost Domain was nearly useless under suppression.
Not even Ghost Breath could affect him.
The only method left was to counter Yang Jian with a Supernatural Power item.
And he just so happened to have one in his hands.
Only if Yang Jian offered the opportunity to use the Supernatural Power item could there be a chance. Without it, heâd quickly follow in Liao Fanâs footsteps.
âI must find a way to get on the taxi; itâs my only chance to stay alive.â
Xu Feng also forced himself to calm down and, after some thought, found the only possible way out.
If he could get into the Ghost Taxi and successfully start it, maybe he could drive out of Dachang City.
Though both of them looked solemnly at Yang Jian approaching with large strides, they were actually full of their own plans, unwilling to sit still and wait for death. They would seize any sliver of opportunity, or create one if there were none.
After all, not resisting was also a road to certain death.
âIf you want to fight desperately, do it now; I can give you a chance to counterattack because I also want to test the limits of my abilities,â Yang Jian said indifferently, his pale face cold.
He actually wanted to use these two to practice and quickly adapt to his current state.
âSo confident, Yang Jian?â
As Gu Chengâs serious expression hung in the air, he let out a cold laugh: âNot afraid youâll crash and fall into my hands?â
âTry if you can, but Iâll kill you first, for youâve buried my little creature underground,â Yang Jian said dismissively and waved his hand.
Suddenly, a ghostly child in a shroud appeared beside them.
âItâs not that this little creature isnât good; itâs that Iâve always been restricting its growth, afraid of losing control. Itâs too dangerous, likely to become the second Hungry Ghost.â
Yang Jian seemed to be talking to himself when he reached out into the air.
A blackened palm suddenly grabbed the head of a disproportionately small-bodied fierce ghost.
It was the ghost left behind after Liao Fanâs death, the Ghost Call.
âEat this ghost,â Yang Jian ordered and then forcibly stuffed the Ghost Call ghost into the Ghost Childâs mouth.
The Ghost Childâs mouth wasnât large, but it was like a bottomless abyss, swallowing the ghost whole.
Gu Cheng and Xu Feng watched, their scalps tingling.
A ghost eating another ghost?
What was happening?
After eating the ghost, the Ghost Child seemed unchanged, merely opening its mouth and making a giggling sound, like a ghost learning to speak.
Previously it couldnât make any sound at all.
âLetâs go all out.â
Gu Cheng gritted his teeth, and while Yang Jian was yet to make a move, he suddenly pulled out something.
It was an old bamboo tube, spotted with unknown stains that wouldnât wash away. Inside this tube, however, was a bamboo slip that looked like those used in temples for seeking fortunes.
It was a Supernatural Power item, the Ghost Talisman.
There was only one slip, but the results changed each time it was drawn.
As far as Gu Cheng knew, the Ghost Talisman had three possible outcomes: the Death Talisman, the Ghost Talisman, and the Life Talisman.
Drawing the Death Talisman meant undoubted death for the drawer.
Drawing the Ghost Talisman would release a fierce ghost from the tube to attack the drawerâalthough not certainly fatal, it was still extremely dangerous and terrifying.
The remaining one was the Life Talisman.
A ghost controller who drew this talisman would be immune to death by supernatural forces for ten minutes.
It was somewhat similar to Yang Jianâs Eight-Tone Music Box curse but slightly different.
The curse of the Eight-Tone Music Box guaranteed the user would not die within a few days, stronger in effect and curse, but the Ghost Talisman was more a test of luck. Drawing the Life Talisman only meant that one would not die from supernatural forces, but could still be killed by ordinary forces.
If it were before, Gu Cheng wouldâve considered the talisman drawing thoroughly, but now, he wouldnât hesitate.
Immediately.
He drew the slip from the bamboo tube.
On the other end of the bamboo slip, a red character was scrawled crookedly: Life.
âYang Jian, it seems my luck isnât too bad today,â Gu Cheng smiled at that moment.
He had gambled on a one in three chance and won at this critical time.
It was the Life Talisman,
meaning that for the next ten minutes, he couldnât be killed by supernatural forces.
But Supernatural Power items were not solely used in this manner.
Gu Cheng could use this object to risk everything, to allow his ghost to revive to a degree, to exert supernatural power to its maximum.
The next moment.
The red light surrounding him was being eroded, and his body also began to become somewhat hazy and unstable, as if it was about to disappear from this world, giving off a blurred and distorted impression.
The confrontation between Ghost Domains had begun once more.
And Gu Cheng had achieved some effects.
Yang Jianâs five-layer Ghost Domain was facing resistance and was being dispersed.
This indicated that Gu Chengâs Ghost Domain had also reached the five-layer level and was still strengthening⊠because if it were merely five layers, at most it would be a stalemate, yet Yang Jianâs Ghost Domain was dissipating around him.
âItâs working, my chance has come.â Xu Feng saw this and a glimmer of hope emerged.
Gu Cheng was indeed stronger than expected, and he still had this move at a critical moment.
Yang Jianâs Ghost Domain was renouned for its strength, but the fact that he could gain a slight upper hand in confronting it was incredible. As long as Gu Chengâs Ghost Domain wasnât suppressed, he would have the confidence to confront Yang Jian and also seize an opportunity to escape.
âIs the ghost inside you reviving? Are you desperate enough to fight me to the death? Good, very good, but youâre still a bit too naĂŻveâŠ.â
Having fed the Ghost Child, Yang Jian stood with an indifferent expression, holding a long spear covered in cracks.
âBecause I myself am in a state of Resurrection.â
Yang Jian disappeared on the spot, and in the next moment, he burst into Gu Chengâs Ghost Domain with red light emitting from his entire body.
âYang Jian!â
Gu Cheng was both shocked and furious. His recently awakened Ghost Domain was forcefully invaded. He exhaled, and an odd scent permeated the entire Ghost Domain, filling every corner.
Combined with Ghost Breath, the Ghost Domain could instantly kill everyone; especially during Resurrection, even fierce ghosts would be repelled and other supernatural beings couldnât get close to him.
But in the next moment.
A blackened hand fiercely gripped his throat, accompanied by echoing sounds of bone fractures. Gu Chengâs mouth clamped shut abruptly.
He felt a ghost inside his body being suppressed and lost contact with it.
Gu Chengâs pupils suddenly constricted, in this moment he deeply realized the gap between him and Yang Jian.
Yang Jian stood to the side, his face ice-cold, looking ahead, grabbing Gu Chengâs throat and lifting it, while a mass of darkness was rapidly invading his body.
âWait, wait, donât you want to know about the forces behind Liao Fan, Xu Feng and the others? Donât kill me, I can tell you everything and take you for revenge, and I know the living patterns of that supernatural bus, I can tell you that tooâŠâ Gu Chengâs body was rapidly losing sensation, and he even felt his consciousness being eroded by the fierce ghost, suddenly becoming terrified.
âNo need, I already know.â
Yang Jianâs voice was cold, without a ripple. At the same time, he exerted force on his hand, snapping Gu Chengâs neck.
Gu Chengâs eyes quickly lost the last bit of life.
Indeed, he wasnât killed by supernatural forces, but by Yang Jian who broke his neck.
âHurry up, start already.â
At this moment, Xu Feng had seized the time to run to the Ghost Taxi. Drenched in cold sweat, he desperately turned the ignition with his remaining hand, trying to start the Ghost Taxi.
But no matter how he tried, the Ghost Taxi didnât respond.
âHow can this be, it was fine before, why is there no response now.â Xu Fengâs hands were trembling, and his heart as well.
He didnât want to die.
He had survived when facing the resurgence of a fierce ghost, he didnât die after getting on the supernatural bus, and he didnât die despite being affected by the Pendulum Clock curse, how could he die here.
âXu Feng!â
âXu Feng!â
However, at that moment, a ghostly child dressed in shrouds was tapping on the window of the Ghost Taxi, calling his name as if inviting him out to play.
One cry followed another.
Sometimes the voice sounded like his parents, other times it sounded like his acquaintances.
It then turned into Liao Fanâs voice.
Creepy and ever-changing, exceedingly eerie.
But no matter how the voice changed, it was always emitted from the mouth of the Ghost Child.
âDonât look back, must not look back.â Xu Feng forced himself not to look back, tried to stay calm, and not be lured to death by the Ghost Call.
âDamn it, what the hell is this thing.â
The terrifying voice calling his name at his side, one after another, was driving Xu Feng to the edge of breakdown.
Ghost Call wasnât supposed to be used like this; it was almost like a looping playback machine.
Doesnât this little thing have the risk of a fierce ghost awakening?
âXu Feng, give up, you canât escape.â
At this moment, Yang Jian appeared holding the corpse of Gu Cheng. He tossed it into the metal coffin he had been sleeping in and then closed the lid to prevent the Resurrection of fierce ghosts.
âShut up, Yang Jian.â Xu Feng howled in response, his voice filled with desperation.
Yang Jian said coldly: âYouâve already realized it, havenât you? The thing youâre sitting on is not the Ghost Taxi at all, so naturally it wonât start. Many things have changed the moment I became conscious, so why deceive yourself? Besides, when I act, I never give the enemy the slightest chance. You think thereâs hope, but itâs just an illusion.â
The Ghost Domain altered.
At this time, Xu Feng realized he was actually sitting on a stone bench in the green belt of a residential area.
There was no Ghost Taxi.
Not a single shadow of the taxi could be seen around.
âXu Feng, Xu Feng.â
The Ghost Child was still calling his name nearby, leaning in close, tilting its head to stare at him.
âYou shut up as well, you ghostly thingâŠâ Xu Feng turned back to roar, his face full of horror.
He didnât know whether it was doing it on purpose or what.
But he had triggered the lethal rule of Ghost Call.
Xu Feng became unresponsive, still sitting on the stone bench, maintaining a driving posture, resembling a mummified corpse.
Thus.
The invaders of Dachang City, Xu Feng, Liao Fan, Gu Cheng, and the earlier Pei Dong, all died.
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