"Each female corpse looks different, and the curse of the Firewood Knife cannot spread to them, even when nailed with the Coffin Nail they don't disperse... Without a doubt, every female corpse is a fierce ghost. Leuk San's previous speculation was true, but it isn't just that."
"If there was only one fierce ghost in Ghost Lake, then I would have dismbered all these female corpses with a single cut."
Yang Jian looked at the eerie female corpse in front of him, which was split into two parts, and remained silent.
A grueso wound also appeared on his body, penetrating him completely.
The curse of the Firewood Knife is terrifying.
Yang Jian could only endure it, unable to resist. He could only use the Ghost Shadow's characteristics to slowly wait for recovery, or use the Ghost Eye to restart. It wasn't about endlessly using this supernatural weapon.
He slowly backed away.
The thought in his mind gradually matured.
Yang Jian began to understand what kind of entity the ghost in Ghost Lake really was, and why it had never shown itself, why Captain Yinzi's likeness was in the coffin in Ghost Lake, and why Shen Lin was being corroded by Ghost Lake.
His brief contemplation was interrupted.
A wet, cold hand grabbed Yang Jian's wrist, and rely a touch caused his flesh to dissolve into corpse water that dripped continuously, pooling in the water beneath his feet.
Yang Jian reacted suddenly, extending the Ghost Hand to seize the female corpse.
The suppression of the Ghost Hand was still present.
Yet the female corpse remained motionless, but the lting process did not slow down.
"Get off."
Yang Jian swung the cracked long spear with his undissolved hand.
The female corpse was directly struck and flung away, then crashed heavily onto the ground.
A re touch triggered the Fatal Curse.
The female corpse that was knocked over lay motionless, with ashen gray skin. It lost all movent, but this loss of balance and Fatal Curse is lethal to the living; however, it is not so for fierce ghosts.
After the pallid skin turned ashen, it started to retreat rapidly, and in a mont, the Fatal Curse would completely disappear, allowing the fierce ghost to regain mobility.
Ghosts cannot be killed.
This fact applies to the female corpse as well.
"Yang Jian, sothing's wrong. The number of female corpses doesn't seem to be decreasing, and many thods aren't effective against them," Feng Quan said, building a new ancient grave nearby.
Two chilly female corpses were buried within the ancient grave.
The buried female corpses lost their motion, plunging into a permanent sleep unless the grave soil was uncovered, ensuring they remained slumbering inside.
But this situation did not improve, as the sound of footsteps echoed through the surrounding corridors, new female corpses erged stepping through the water, appearing stiffly and eerily near them.
One increase and one decrease, indeed the quantity of female corpses in this building hasn't greatly changed.
"Each female corpse is an independent fierce ghost, but the female corpse isn't terrifying by itself—only dissolving upon contact, temporarily lacking other supernatural ans. Yet even so, their quantity alone could pile up and kill us." Yang Jian's eyes flickered as he took several steps back.
He swung the long spear in his hand as if wielding a stick, smashing it directly onto the female corpse's head.
The female corpse's head shriveled, splitting open, and her pallid skin promptly turned ashen and fell heavily to the ground.
The Fatal Curse continues to trigger, allowing the female corpse to temporarily cease activity.
Yet from the corner of Yang Jian's eye, he saw the first female corpse touched by the Fatal Curse sitting up, twisting her stiff neck, directing her bleached eyes toward them.
The Fatal Curse was fierce.
But it ca as swiftly as it went, and once the Fatal Curse vanished, the ghost awakened.
Thankfully, triggering the Fatal Curse requires no cost.
"Therefore, continuing to stay here is futile? Even if we clear all the female corpses in this building, we can't handle Ghost Lake," Feng Quan remarked.
"You have to think the opposite. If these ghosts exist independently, then their quantity cannot increase indefinitely; there must be a limit." Yang Jian briefly cleared the area of female corpses and caught his breath.
"But the scariest part isn't that. It's that I believe the ghost in Ghost Lake doesn't exist."
Doesn't exist?
Upon hearing this, Feng Quan was imdiately stunned, then widened his eyes, looking at Yang Jian.
"Why did you reach this conclusion?"
Yang Jian replied, "Ever since we encountered Ghost Lake, has any ghost shown itself? I've entered Ghost Lake twice. The first ti I opened the coffin at the lakebed, it showed the long-missing Captain Yinzi. The second ti I subrged into Ghost Lake, the fierce ghost resembled another woman. This ti, all female corpses have different appearances."
"Therefore, I have reasons to determine the ghost in Ghost Lake doesn't exist; it's rely a supernatural phenonon. To begin with, Silver's disappearance, and the other female corpses, were simply the objects invaded by Ghost Lake."
"Ghost Lake invades whoever, and whoever becos the ghost, possessing ghostly traits."
As these words were spoken.
The female corpses lying in the water around them started twitching again, and the previously seated female corpses stood up again, drawing closer toward Yang Jian and Feng Quan.
"Damn it, they're coming again." Feng Quan gritted his teeth.
He already had three soil graves around him, burying at least eight female corpses, but their quantity hadn't decreased.
Whenever they thought they had emptied them, new footsteps erged from all directions, replenishing the chilling female corpses around them.
Although Feng Quan could still use supernatural powers now, if this continued, even with three ghosts at his disposal, he would be drained.
"Ghost Lake is the fierce ghost invading the living, so it invades the female corpses, turning them into fierce ghosts? Is that right?" Feng Quan asked.
"Yes, that's correct. As for why it chooses female corpses instead of male corpses, I don't yet know the reason." Yang Jian replied, "But that's not the most despairing aspect. The most despairing part is that each ti the fierce ghost invades and attacks those who control ghosts, they learn a supernatural power from them, and the other female corpses can possess it, though this ability should be relatively weak, not comparable to the owners."
"Ghost Lake is like a mirror; whatever you possess, it reflects."
"However, Ghost Lake has learned the one supernatural power that shouldn't be learned, which is Leuk San's paper puppets."
"Thus, the number of fierce ghosts spiraled out of control."
From his own experience, coupled with the current situation, Yang Jian analyzed the true terror of Ghost Lake.
In truth, Ghost Lake only has one supernatural invasion thod, and that is invasion.
After the invasion of a living person, the person's body dissolves, lting into a pool of water, then gathering in the Ghost Lake. When that person reappears in the Ghost Lake, they are no longer human but have beco a true ghost, part of the Ghost Lake, with the characteristics of a ghost. .
As for why the killing pattern is to close one's eyes and touch the supernatural lake water, which will drag them into the Ghost Lake, this probably has to do with ghost tars who died here previously.
Surely so unlucky person was attacked by the Ghost Lake, died themselves, and had the so-called supernatural rule of killing with closed eyes stolen.
"If that's the case, then the Ghost Lake must still have another invisible killing pattern. If we find it, although it won't help deal with the ghosts in the Ghost Lake, at least we won't be targeted by ghosts." Yang Jian quickly thought it over.
He knew that facing this situation head-on would surely result in defeat.
The Ghost Lake was too special.
It cannot be contained, cannot be restricted, the only flaw is that its killings are not scary enough, the captains can withstand it, but if one day the ghost in the Ghost Lake grows beyond this limit, he'll face not rely dozens of female corpses but dozens of S-class ghosts.
"Yang Jian, analyzing more now is useless, we must think of a new way to fight, we can't continue like this. Didn't you say before on the ship that you stole the supernatural power of the Ghost Lake? If the Ghost Lake can do sothing, then logically, so can you." Feng Quan said.
Afterwards, he raised a shovel and struck a female corpse.
The female corpse fell to the ground, then was dragged and buried in an old grave by him.
Exactly!
Feng Quan's words reminded Yang Jian, he suddenly rembered he had stolen the supernatural power of the Ghost Lake. If the Ghost Lake can invade living people and turn them into ghosts, then he should be able to as well.
Perhaps it won't address the root issue, but at least it should handle the current situation.
"You're right, I should try, give a few minutes, I need to make an attempt, you hold on for now."
Yang Jian finished speaking and threw a ring to Feng Quan: "If you can't hold on, wear it. The more ghosts are around you, the less likely you are to be noticed."
He feared Feng Quan wouldn't hold during the ti he was away, so he lent him the Ghost Ring.
"Alright, I can certainly last for a few minutes." Feng Quan was confident, he didn't believe he couldn't hold on for a few minutes in this situation.
Yang Jian left swiftly without another word.
Although the Ghost Eye had a stirring for revival, using the Ghost Domain for a mont was still easily manageable.
Inside the last building.
Cao Yang, expressionless, sat on a chair. Around him, all the female corpses were frozen, staring at him with hollow eyes, but taking no other action.
Who knows what kind of supernatural power can suppress these ghosts so they can't act?
"No way to thoroughly solve these ghostly things." He frowned, feeling the pressure.
Under the reflection of accumulated water, every female corpse strangely carried soone.
It was a terrifying ghost.
This ghost had appeared before, but not on Cao Yang, it appeared on Fang Shiming previously.
This is Ghost Suppression.
Anyone taller than Cao Yang, whether human or ghost, will be pressed down by this ghost, unable to withstand will be directly crushed to death.
After Fang Shiming died, Cao Yang tad this ghost, simultaneously obtaining the Ghost Scissors.
"I can only suppress them to lose their ability to act, and the limitation period cannot be too long, I can't afford this delay, find a way to pack these things up." Cao Yang at this mont reached for an old leather bag from his body.
This looked like it was sewn from human skin.
Actually, this wasn't a human skin bag, but a human skin lantern, the sa supernatural item as Li Jun's Ghost Fla.
But the Ghost Fla inside the lantern was taken by Wang Xiaoming, creating Li Jun as a ghost tar, leaving the human skin lantern to be processed into a human skin bag.
The human skin bag was bulging, looking like sothing inside was squirming, occasionally showing handprints, footprints, even an outline of a face.
As if the ghosts inside were struggling.
But no matter how they struggled, they couldn't tear this eerie human skin bag and escape.
Cao Yang stayed silent, he approached a female corpse, without a word he opened the human skin bag and placed it over the female corpse's head.
At the mont the human skin bag was opened, countless arms imdiately reached out from inside.
So arms were rotten, so were cold, so were thin, so were tender... the ghosts inside the human skin bag all struggled to get out, making one's skin crawl.
The female corpse beca the unluckiest sacrifice.
It was grabbed by countless arms, pulled apart, torn, and then swallowed into the bag.
After the female corpse was consud, the terrifying arms stretching out from the bag did not retreat, those arms waved, grabbing anything around, trying to escape.
Cao Yang stared at this dangerous human skin bag, he only tightened the mouth, using this opportunity to pack all the immobilized female corpses nearby inside.
The bag was like an abyss, seemingly never full.
However, after all was done, the ghost inside still struggled to get out, Cao Yang even saw half a head already poking out from the bag.
Cao Yang was prepared, he raised a lit Ghost Candle and tossed it into the bag.
Candle glow lit up inside the bag.
All the ghosts were attracted by the candlelight, those bizarre arms all retreated back.
"Without the Ghost Fla, the ghost inside this human lantern can escape anyti. It's a very dangerous thing, but Li Jun's use of the Ghost Fla is also not unlimited, so he's unsuitable for this thing." Cao Yang watched those ghost arms retreat, then quickly tightened the bag.
The crisis was temporarily resolved.
Although the process was perilous, dealing with ghosts was never without danger.
Supernatural items are fundantally difficult to control, the more terrifying, the greater the side effects.
The human skin bag that can contain countless ghosts is naturally no exception.
After cleaning out this building, Cao Yang glanced at another place: "What happened? Why is their handling speed so slow, Yang Jian is unexpectedly missing, only Feng Quan is left there, what is Leuk San doing, is he actually crafting new paper figures?"
He possessed the Ghost Domain, seeing the situation occurring with others.
Li Jun first cleared out the female corpses in that building, Yang Jian wasn't present, Feng Quan was too slow, Leuk San seed rather leisurely.
His paper figures unexpectedly tore paper from nearby figures and pasted it on the female corpses.
It seed this thod would consu the female corpses.
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