In the hall on the fifth floor.
Blood, the stench of corpses, and broken bodies were everywhere, a grueso sight.
However, the struggle between the Fifth Floor ssengers had not yet ceased and continued on, for the conflict was unresolved, and the enemies remained.
Yang Jian and Li Yang stood in the middle of the hall, not far in front of them were Liu Ziwen, Wang Yong, and the suddenly arrived Leuk Qingqing.
Despite Wang Yong's side having the nurical advantage, in reality, if it ca to a fight, they had little confidence.
The nurous corpses on the ground were the best proof; they had been alive just fine a few minutes ago, and within monts, their lives had been lost here.
Yang Jian's gaze fixated on Leuk Qingqing.
Leuk Qingqing was the only variable.
Because she possessed the mories of a woman from the Republic of China Period. Although it was unclear how much mory Leuk Qingqing had gained now, she certainly had acquired sothing; otherwise, she would not have dared to co to the fifth floor of the post office like this.
"Leuk Qingqing is wearing those red high heels, which the Ghost Shadow cannot use as a dium to dismber her. The red cheongsam she wears is also a haunted object, and underneath her clothes is not a living body but a headless puppet. By estimation, it's confird she has at least three ghosts on her."
"As for that Wang Yong, not only possessing haunted objects, he also likely controls two ghosts, but the intelligence is unclear. The mories of that Zhao Feng also did not contain any information about Wang Yong, but I am sure this Wang Yong is the most powerful presence among this group of ssengers."
"Liu Ziwen possesses the ability to be hidden by the Ghost Blind and holds haunted objects, plus the possibility of controlling two ghosts cannot be ruled out."
Quick thoughts surged through Yang Jian's mind.
These three people joining forces were not weak from the information disclosed, especially with Leuk Qingqing having the mories of a Republic of China Period woman, perhaps she could find a way to counter his reactivation.
The atmosphere was sowhat heavy at this mont.
No one made the first move.
The corpses on the ground already proved the brutal nature of this struggle; once a move was made, there was no chance of escaping injured. It would undoubtedly end with the death of one side.
Such is the brutality of a struggle between ghost controllers. Once action is taken, life and death are inevitable outcos.
However, this tense atmosphere did not last long.
Leuk Qingqing, dressed in a red cheongsam, slowly walked forward at this mont. She glanced at Yang Jian, then at Li Yang, and said, "Aren't you going to make a move? This is not like your style. Are you wary of , or are you wary of the one inside my body?"
She extended her finger, lightly tracing the red cheongsam before her.
In the dim environnt, the cheongsam on Leuk Qingqing appeared even more vivid, as if it were glowing red. Strangely, the places she walked with those red high heels left vibrant shoe prints.
Akin to being sared by fresh blood.
Unexplainably, those red high heel footprints didn't vanish, but eerily started moving, spreading around as if an invisible person was walking in the high heels, and fresh footprints followed where they trod. .
New footprints continued to spread, and in no ti, dense red footprints appeared all around Leuk Qingqing.
"This woman nad Leuk Qingqing is indeed very peculiar." Wang Yong's gaze sharpened upon seeing this, feeling like there was an unfathomable aspect to her.
She didn't seem like a ssenger but rather soone from the Republic of China Period appearing in the present, very similar to the eerie things encountered during the ssage delivery process.
When the blood-stained footprints on the ground spread to a dense degree, the earliest footprints began to disappear.
Evidently, this spreading had limits and wasn't endless.
But soon, Leuk Qingqing's figure began to fade, as if she were going to disappear with those red shoe prints.
Leuk Qingqing showed no surprise. She smiled strangely at Yang Jian, her eyes revealing a sinister and venomous look, as if what Yang Jian had done pushed her onto a path of no return. At this mont, she wanted revenge, to drag Yang Jian along with her out of this world.
"Leuk Qingqing has made her move. Wang Yong, should we act?" Liu Ziwen kept his voice low, sounding nervous.
Wang Yong gave Yang Jian a long, deep look and said, "We have to act, we have to go all out this ti, but not now. This woman's enmity with Yang Jian seems even deeper than ours."
Liu Ziwen understood imdiately.
This was about making a move based on the situation, not wanting to be the first target, especially given the earlier situation they witnessed. Rashly acting first could make them Yang Jian's initial target and get them killed. Let Leuk Qingqing withstand the first wave of attacks, then it would be much safer to act.
Yet at this mont,
Leuk Qingqing's body faded away, eventually disappearing in front of them, leaving only a conspicuous red shoe print, but that red shoe print quickly blended into the dense prints around, and soon, the one belonging to Leuk Qingqing herself couldn't be identified.
All that was known is that Leuk Qingqing had beco one of the blood-stained shoe prints and mingled in.
Afterwards,
The red high heel prints spread, each seemingly representing a fierce ghost, wandering around.
The hall on the fifth floor was large, but now it was all marked with these blood-stained shoe prints, seemingly enclosing Yang Jian.
Yang Jian's expressionless face showed no change as his Ghost Hand eyes opened one by one, attempting to see what lay behind those red prints.
However, the mont his Ghost Hand eyes opened, the surrounding light dimd, and in his vision appeared the terrifying outlines of fingers, each cold finger beginning to close, blocking his view, making it impossible for him to see clearly.
The Ghost Blind phenonon manifested itself on him once more.
At this mont, Liu Ziwen continued to intervene, trying to interfere with Yang Jian, not allowing his eyes to continue seeing where they shouldn't.
This ti, the Supernatural Power of Ghost Blind seed stronger than before.
Yang Jian felt more hands blocking his eyes; previously, it had covered his two Ghost Hand eyes, but now even in the vision of the third Ghost Hand eye, the outline of the fierce ghost appeared.
Blocking three Ghost Hand eyes ant that in his Ghost Domain, he could not open more than six layers at most.
Thus, he couldn't even reactivate himself.
"Just now, Leuk Qingqing leaked the intelligence to Liu Ziwen. Now they desperately try to suppress my Ghost Hand eye reactivation? The judgnt from the Fifth Floor ssengers is indeed sharp. Leuk Qingqing only ntioned my Ghost Hand's title and my ability to reactivate myself, and they realized reactivation depended on the Ghost Hand eye."
Yang Jian remained expressionless, knowing this confrontation had just begun.
Liu Ziwen's eyes were fixedly staring at Yang Jian, his pupils were turning white, like those of a blind man, and his body began to twitch slightly in pain.
The supernatural power was in use, which ant the fierce ghost was also eroding his body.
He wasn't a supernatural being, using these powers ca with a heavy price, especially as he was now trying to harness them to blind Yang Jian's ghost eye.
"Therefore, Liu Ziwen must be killed first."
Even Yang Jian's eyes seed blinded, unable to see clearly even when open. However, his ghost eye, crimson and eerie, still peered around.
Covering three ghost eyes, he still had other ghost eyes.
At this mont.
Yang Jian moved, then the whole person disappeared from the spot.
"He's coming at ."
Liu Ziwen shouted low, cold sweat streaming from his forehead, as a sense of impending death flooded his mind.
"Go!"
At this mont, Li Yang also moved sharply. The clothes in front of him were suddenly torn open by a huge supernatural power, revealing a chest full of scars engraved in the shape of a door, with blood already flowing around it, forming a crimson door, which opened at this mont.
Underneath his skin seed to hide a long-haired fierce ghost, this ghost targeted Wang Yong.
Wang Yong imdiately felt his balance lost, uncontrollably flying towards Li Yang. He felt himself being bound, as if caught by a fierce ghost, being dragged into that bloody door, to disappear from this world.
"You've picked the wrong opponent."
Wang Yong always dreaded Yang Jian, not the Li Yang behind him. If this Li Yang had the sa strength as Yang Jian, they wouldn't hide in room 507; the two of them would join forces to kill them all directly.
In the air, Wang Yong counterattacked.
An icy cold breath gathered in front of him, vaguely revealing a thin, eerie fierce ghost. This ghost stood there, straight like an electric pole, spreading its bony hands to block the middle.
Subsequently, Wang Yong broke free from the supernatural constraints, dropping from mid-air.
But it wasn't over yet, as Wang Yong vanished into thin air as he fell.
"Ghost Domain?"
Li Yang was instantly shocked.
He didn't expect this Wang Yong to also be a ghost master possessing a ghost domain.
"Is his target ?" Li Yang felt the danger.
It seed as if soone was closing in, about to make a move against him.
Yet he couldn't determine their location, because he didn't possess a ghost domain, unable to counter it all.
However, the next mont,
Li Yang found himself suddenly enveloped in a red light, the darkness dissipated, entering Yang Jian's ghost domain.
Ghost domain confrontation,
At this ti, Li Yang saw Wang Yong appear beside him, with a fierce look on his face, wielding a dirt-covered shovel at him, resembling the one used for digging graves during the ancient house ssenger mission.
However, this shovel was clearly not the one outside the ancient house.
The shovel for digging graves outside the ancient house was a common object, whereas this seed to be a supernatural item.
Moreover, the surrounding red light twisted around the shovel, affecting the ghost domain.
In such a situation, even Yang Jian couldn't transfer Li Yang using the ghost domain.
But Li Yang was not afraid, almost instinctively reacted, raising his hand which held a bloodstained wooden mallet.
Supernatural item against supernatural item.
The dirt-covered old shovel heavily struck the bloodstained wooden mallet.
A bizarre sound erged, like a fierce ghost's scream mixed with a tooth-grinding friction sound echoing.
The bloodstained wooden mallet in Li Yang's hand shattered instantly, turning into wood chips on the ground, emitting a foul stench, yet the old shovel remained unhard.
In the battle of supernatural items, Wang Yong obviously won.
Li Yang felt his body suddenly beco heavy, stumbling and falling to the ground, he struggled to get up but found half of his body numb, losing the ability to move.
"Die."
Wang Yong, expressionless, with murderous intent in his eyes, raised the shovel again to strike down.
This ti, he aid to smash Li Yang's head, to kill him completely.
"Taking my life isn't that easy." Li Yang gritted his teeth, moving half his body, then struggling to turn over.
A tattered puppet doll appeared on his body.
The puppet doll was upside down, its round big eyes eerily rolling, fixating on Wang Yong.
The shovel ca down, accurately supposed to smash Li Yang's head, yet inexplicably struck the puppet doll instead.
"Wah~!"
The puppet doll was hit flying, letting out a strange baby-like scream, yet carried an inexplicable ferocity.
Li Yang was also struck in the chest, a dent ford in front, spitting a mouthful of blood, feeling his internal organs shattered.
This shovel is not simple. It seems to have the ability to repel all supernatural forces, no, not just repel, but also a more powerful suppressive force.
At the mont of being hit, it feels as if being nailed down by a coffin nail.
The reason the blood-stained mallet shattered is because of this.
Li Yang now also understands that if he's hit on the head with this thing, even if his head doesn't shatter, he would instantly die.
And in this brief life-and-death struggle, there is no doubt that Li Yang is not a match for this Wang Yong. If it weren't for Yang Jian's Ghost Domain temporarily offering so protection, or relying on two supernatural items for support, he would have been taken out by now.
"Damn it, so hard to kill?" Wang Yong was both shocked and angry at this mont.
Even though he had the upper hand, he was getting anxious.
Failing to eliminate this man nad Li Yang imdiately ans that once Yang Jian frees up his hands, it will be very difficult to deal with him.
"Why won't you just stay dead?"
Wang Yong raised the shovel for the third ti, but this ti his movents were slow, as if the shovel were heavy, or as if so supernatural power interfered with him, preventing easy use.
Obviously.
He was paying so kind of price for using the supernatural item.
The worn-out puppet doll beside him stood up again, glaring at Wang Yong with malice and resentnt, as if being slapped away earlier had made the puppet hold a grudge.
But the worn-out puppet doll also moved awkwardly.
After being slapped away, it seed to be undergoing supernatural suppression, limping with its crawling speed very slow, unable to easily close in to attack Wang Yong.
Li Yang, with half his body numb, still struggled to stand up during this mont, but he did not retreat a step. He understood in his heart that if Wang Yong's third shovel strike ca down, he would surely die.
However.
Supernatural confrontation is all about pushing limits.
The stronger the attack, the less it can be used casually.
"If I block his third attack, the win will be mine. If it doesn't work, I'll drag him with to death." Li Yang tightly gripped the last supernatural item.
It was a wooden door handle.
This was the key to the Ghost Gate, only to be used at critical monts. Using it usually brings disadvantages rather than benefits.
anwhile, on Yang Jian's side.
What he was facing was even more bizarre, making it impossible to lend a hand to Li Yang.
As Yang Jian activated the Ghost Domain to charge at Liu Ziwen, the ground was swiftly covered in dense red high-heeled shoe prints, surrounding him.
Each red shoe print affected a part of his Ghost Domain, and combined, they covered the ground, forcibly blocking him.
The interference of the Ghost Domain and red shoe prints prevented Yang Jian from killing Liu Ziwen imdiately.
When he tried to strike again, Leuk Qingqing's figure reappeared before him.
But Leuk Qingqing who appeared had no hands, no face, only a red cheongsam-wearing, high-heeled shoe-stepping, incomplete corpse.
These corpses were not real but could be touched and felt.
The red cheongsam on the faceless, handless corpse was particularly striking, and each corpse was the sa.
"Get lost."
Yang Jian slashed with his Firewood Knife, brutally dismbering several corpses.
The fallen corpses did not disappear, just a few red shoe prints were gone.
But the remaining cheongsam-wearing corpses rushed in again, making up for the number of corpses just dismbered.
It seed like Leuk Qingqing wanted to wear Yang Jian out this way.
No wonder she said she wanted Yang Jian to go down with her.
If Leuk Qingqing could really hold on, perhaps it might just be possible.
"Trying to wear down?" Yang Jian sneered, "Do you really think you can do it?"
Amid countless corpses, there was a special existence mixed in. This was a person with hands and a face, the hidden Leuk Qingqing among them.
Only she was well-hidden, making it impossible to pinpoint the location.
Leuk Qingqing said, "If I can't wear you down, I might as well revive the malevolent spirits. Yang Jian, don't underestimate anyone, and now your Ghost Eye is being suppressed, maybe I don't need to wear you down to kill you."
All the corpses in red cheongsams surged, closing in on Yang Jian.
Yang Jian's vision was obstructed, his Ghost Domain was blocked, its range compressed.
"If you can hold on, Liu Ziwen also has to hold on."
Among countless diums, Leuk Qingqing fell silent for a mont.
The corpses surged more urgently, trying to engulf Yang Jian.
Clearly, Yang Jian was right.
Leuk Qingqing could hold on, but Liu Ziwen couldn't.
Forcing the closure of three Ghost Eyes wasn't an easy task for him. Although temporarily, Leuk Qingqing and Liu Ziwen had joined forces to suppress Yang Jian, this balance would eventually break.
"If it really cos to that, I still have a more dangerous way to deal with you." Leuk Qingqing's voice ca, she still had thods yet to be used.
"Then let's give it a try."
The dark Ghost Hand of Yang Jian directly clamped a corpse. The corpse began to disappear, unable to maintain its form under the suppression of the Ghost Hand. However, the red qipao on the corpse was striking, briefly sustaining the existence of the dium, allowing it to hold on for a little while longer despite being on the verge of vanishing.
This brief support proved fatal, as the speed at which the corpses were being eliminated couldn't match the speed at which they were increasing.
"Is this the consequence of the puzzle being completed?" Yang Jian's face darkened.
The red high heels and the red qipao complented each other, anding so deficiency, and it wasn't just that—Leuk Qingqing also controlled a third ghost.
The Puppet People.
Yet this ghost's abilities hadn't been utilized, but if they were all part of the puzzle, it would likely be quite troubleso as well.
"It seems Leuk Qingqing has acquired part of the mories from that Republic of China Period woman and learned how to use her supernatural powers, sothing she'd never understand this quickly on her own."
"However, that doesn't an she can suppress ."
The Ghost Shadow under Yang Jian's feet imdiately spread out around him.
The red shoe prints stopped, no longer advancing, as the surroundings were shrouded in black shadows, leaving no place for the red shoe prints to step.
These shoe prints couldn't step on the Ghost Shadow.
Because the Ghost Shadow wouldn't leave any shoe prints.
The dia, dressed in qipao and resembling corpses, all ca to a halt.
Then, cold, dark hands appeared on these corpses, clutching their legs and arms tightly, further restraining their movents.
Soon.
The corpses ceased their activity.
Yang Jian, holding a long spear, directly pushed the corpses to the ground, no longer using the Firewood Knife because using it ca with a cost.
The corpses were toppled over, losing their balance, instantly triggering a deadly curse.
The fallen corpses disappeared one by one, and the dium was being erased.
Though the red qipao was extraordinarily bright, possessing supernatural power to sustain these corpses, it couldn't last long.
In this confrontation, Yang Jian not only used the supernatural powers of two ghosts but also employed a deadly curse. Although Leuk Qingqing also controlled two ghosts, she lost out due to lacking supernatural items, so she was being suppressed, while Yang Jian seized the advantage.
"That Yang Jian's not dead yet? No, if this continues, I'll be exhausted to death." At this mont, Liu Ziwen's face was pained and twisted, his body drenched in cold sweat, convulsing.
His eyes under his glasses had turned white and rotten, completely blind.
Aside from that, his senses were fading, with sll disappearing first—he couldn't sll anything, and then his hearing began to blur, not as sharp as it was before. Even his consciousness felt like it was leaving his body, sluggish and dazed.
Using the supernatural power to blind the three Ghost Blinds wasn't sothing he could sustain; it was deadly.
In his view, he would do his utmost to suppress Yang Jian temporarily, and then Leuk Qingqing would help, and Wang Yong would take out the one called Li Yang, causing the situation to reverse instantly.
By then, three against one, the chances of winning would be high.
But he hadn't heard Wang Yong's voice.
Clearly, Wang Yong wasn't progressing well; he hadn't managed to kill the one called Li Yang initially, and similarly, Leuk Qingqing couldn't take down Yang Jian on her own—it seed that simply stalling was already an achievent.
"The balance point is on ; if I can't hold on, this Yang Jian's Ghost Eyes will be unsuppressed, and it'll be disastrous," although Liu Ziwen couldn't see, his mind was very clear.
"Wait, soone's approaching."
Suddenly.
Liu Ziwen's heart shrank sharply as he heard sound, the noise of soone rapidly approaching.
That was... Yang Jian.
The corpses surrounding Yang Jian were forcibly pushed away, the fallen corpses triggering the deadly curse of losing balance and beginning to disappear, and the disappearing corpses couldn't be replenished because all around was covered by the Ghost Shadow, leaving nowhere for the blood-stained shoe prints to step, unable to continue increasing in number.
"Even with all my current supernatural power, I still can't contend with Yang Jian, can I?" Leuk Qingqing, mingled among countless corpses in red qipao, stared at Yang Jian.
As the last corpse was pushed away.
Yang Jian erged, and in front of him stood Liu Ziwen, blind, leaning against the wall, appearing extrely pained.
He didn't say a word, raising the long spear in his hand and thrusting forward.
That was part of the Coffin Nail.
"Yang Jian, I'm not dead yet, why the rush?" Leuk Qingqing suddenly appeared, blocking Liu Ziwen.
The Coffin Nail struck her, but it didn't pierce into Leuk Qingqing's body. The red qipao and the puppet body underneath seed to render it imperable.
"Blocked?" Yang Jian's gaze sharpened.
Then he understood: "I see, if it can't be pierced, the Coffin Nail's effect won't activate. You dare to block it—who gave you the confidence to think I can't kill you?"
The next mont.
The Firewood Knife was lifted, and it brutally swung at Leuk Qingqing's head.
Leuk Qingqing raised her hand to block the strike, her face cold as she said, "I know a lot about your skills. The Firewood Knife, capable of dismbering all supernatural entities, is indeed formidable. I've been pondering how to counter this, and I found a way, and it's not difficult."
She wore gloves that seed to be made of gold, insulating her from contact with the Firewood Knife.
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