Although the Ghost Ship was tilting at this moment, with the supernatural bus being destroyed and the paranormal conflict ending, the old ship started sailing again, albeit at a slow pace and appeared to be on the verge of sinking at any moment.
As the Ghost Ship slowly sailed, terrifying ghosts kept falling onto the deck one after another.
Fortunately, the entire area nearby was now covered by Ghost Lake.
It was quite difficult for ghosts to ignore the influence of the Ghost Lake to enter Dahai City.
The cold, calm waters were unfathomable at this moment, and once those terrifying ghosts fell into the water, they sank continuously, unable to struggle to the surface.
However, Yang Jian only controlled 40% of Ghost Lakeâs supernatural power, which meant there was a limit to his supernatural influence. He couldnât keep all the ghosts trapped in Ghost Lake, as some ghosts were too terrifying and could ignore its influence, and some ghosts simply couldnât be contained.
The ghosts that could still enter Dahai City after being filtered by Ghost Lake were undoubtedly truly terrifying.
Soon.
A corpse floated slowly to the surface of the cold, calm lake, its back facing upward and face down, motionlessly floating on the water without any reaction.
âThe first ghost that cannot be submerged by Ghost Lake?â
The next moment.
Yang Jian walked swiftly across the water, his expression indifferent, holding a red long spear, heading straight for the floating corpse.
Even though the corpse couldnât move now, it didnât lessen his apprehension.
âIf the ghost is too terrifying to be sunk, then dismember it. As long as you chop it in half with a Firewood Knife to reduce its terror level, then Ghost Lake can take effect, and now is the best time to act. Although Ghost Lake canât make this terrifying ghost sink, it will still have some impact.â
Thought Yang Jian internally, so he didnât hesitate in the slightest.
In response to Yang Jianâs approach, the corpse floating on the water remained completely still.
Because this was Ghost Lake, there were no living people around, even the captains had retreated to a distance, so no one but Yang Jian triggered this terrifying ghostâs killing pattern, which was why the body floating on the lake remained still.
But itâs not impossible to remain unscathed by not triggering the ghostâs killing pattern, after all, the supernatural is always filled with uncertainty, and some terrifying ghosts can kill you with their supernatural powers even if they donât target you.
Soon.
Yang Jian reached the corpseâs side, and without hesitation, slashed with the Firewood Knife in his hand, cutting a gash along with the water surface.
This time it went smoothly, no unexpected incidents occurred, and the floating corpse was directly sliced into two pieces by the Firewood Knife.
After the corpse split into two halves, it no longer floated on the surface but began to sink slowly into Ghost Lake, soon disappearing from sight.
âLucky, this terrifying ghost is more of a docile existence. If it was one that indiscriminately kills, it would have been quite troublesome.â Thought Yang Jian to himself.
The appearance of the first terrifying ghost became a beginning.
As more and more terrifying ghosts detached from the Ghost Ship and sank into Ghost Lake, it also meant that more and more terrifying ghosts were leaving Ghost Lake. Just as Yang Jian had finished dealing with that corpse, his eyes suddenly narrowed, because he saw a person standing suddenly on the calm lake surface not far away at some unknown time.
That person was tall and slender, estimated to be over two meters in height, and dressed peculiarly in brightly colored opera costumes, like an opera singer about to take the stage; and the cold face was smeared with a layer of black greasepaint, making it impossible to discern the facial features, only seeing a horrifying black face.
Just such a person stood motionless on the lake surface, showing no signs of sinking.
This ghost could already ignore the influence of 40% of Ghost Lake.
âThis thing is much fiercer than the previous corpse.â Yang Jianâs eyelid twitched, feeling an indescribable unease.
Because he had seen something similar before, but it was not an opera singer in costume, but an eerie, empty opera stage, with rows of red benches underneath, seemingly devoid of living people, but as if filled with terrifying ghosts waiting for a show on the stage to begin.
However, the stage lacked an opera singer, something to play the role.
Now it seemed the opera singer not appearing was not that it didnât exist, but that the King Organization had led the ghost turned opera singer onto the Ghost Ship, making it so the ghostly singer could never get onto that eerie stage to perform a good show.
However, there was definitely more than one opera-dressed ghost; just that this one might be the most terrifying one Yang Jian had ever encountered.
âThis place is Ghost Lake, not your stage. Deal with you here.â Yang Jianâs eyes glinted, feeling uneasy but without hesitating in his actions, he threw the long spear from his hand decisively.
He didnât want to try to approach this ghost nor wanted to be targeted by this terrifying ghost, planning to pin it dead from a distance with a Coffin Nail to avoid any accidents.
And Yang Jianâs choice was the correct one.
Not approaching meant the ghost wouldnât be startled, and merely throwing the spear simply, without using any supernatural means, meant the ghost wouldnât react to the approaching spear.
Additionally, since this was Ghost Lake, Yang Jian wasnât worried about losing the spear after throwing it, even if it fell into the lake, it could always be retrieved.
Originally, it seemed like the thrown spear could successfully pierce through the opera-dressed ghost.
But as the spear got very close to the ghost.
Instantly.
A long-drawn strange sound echoed, as if an opera singer was opening their mouth to sing, but the sound was eerie because with its appearance, every scene on the lake surface began to twist, including the surroundings of Yang Jian.
Yang Jian felt the world before his eyes blur.
But when this eerie sensation faded, his eyes suddenly shrank.
Ghost Lake had vanished.
Dahai City had disappeared.
Replaced by a red-colored opera stage before him. The stage was gloomy and old, appearing extremely eerie, and that opera-dressed ghost was now standing at the center of the stage. Its tall slender body swayed like a dead tree branch, with the black greasepaint-covered face swaying left and right as if following the bodyâs motion.
Like a spinal bone fracture, the swaying frequency was irrational.
Yang Jian, like an audience, stood under the stage watching everything unfold, suddenly finding that his body couldnât move.
Only his head could move, yet below the neck, his body had been nailed as though with a Coffin Nail, utterly numb and unresponsive.
âWhatâs happening? And where is this? Inside the Ghost Domain? Or some supernatural space?â Yang Jianâs expression changed, unable to comprehend the situation.
He had just almost pinned the ghost down smoothly, so how did he end up here with this sudden supernatural disturbance?
âNo, my position hasnât changed; Iâm still in place.â
Yang Jian looked slightly down, seeing the ground wavering underneath, not a solid surface, but seemed more like standing on water.
Suggesting that everything before his eyes wasnât real; it was all an illusion.
But in a supernatural world, even dreaming could lead to death, so getting killed in an Illusionary Realm by a ghost wasnât impossible.
However, as Yang Jian inexplicably faced such a terrifying ghost, other captains were not idle, because the number of terrifying ghosts falling into Ghost Lake kept increasing, and more and more terrifying ghosts began entering Dahai City.
Leuk San was facing a terrifying ghost that had just detached from the Ghost Ship.
This ghost hadnât even fallen into Ghost Lake because it had no physical form, didnât exist in reality, and thus couldnât be easily detected. Initially, he hadnât even noticed, until suddenly one of his paper men got killed by the terrifying ghost, he then abruptly realized a terrifying invisible ghost was wandering around him.
âThat paper man was just standing there doing nothing, then suddenly its head got twisted off and it was killed. I donât even know how that paper man triggered the ghostâs killing pattern.â
Leuk Sanâs expression was grim at this moment, as though part of the reason stemmed from inadequacy, the paper man did die inexplicably.
Here it comes.
Suddenly.
In Leuk Sanâs foresight, two of his paper men were standing still and had their necks twisted surprisingly, meeting instant death.
He immediately looked toward the paper menâs position.
The next moment.
Indeed, as anticipated, those two paper menâs necks suddenly showed the indents of two hands, as if an invisible ghost had its grip on them, followed by an attempt at a neck-turning process. Although there was some struggle and resistance, ultimately the neck twisted several times, and finally, the paper menâs necks tore apart, and a head fell off.
âInitially, one paper man was attacked, now there are two⊠is the ghostâs attack escalating?â Leuk Sanâs face was serious.
He must quickly find this ghost and handle it, or if another ghost approaches his jurisdiction area, he wonât be able to manage it and will have to let the terrifying ghost enter Dahai City, in which case heâll bear all the responsibility.
Facing pressures from terrifying ghosts, it wasnât just Leuk San.
Wang Chaling, Li Leping, He Yiner, Li Yang⊠Everyone in their respective areas encountered terrifying ghosts, and these appearing ghosts were difficult to deal with, not something that could be solved quickly.
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