Xiang Lan and the others seized the opportunity to block Tong Qian from rescuing Yang Jian. They hoped that this fire would not only dispel the supernatural forces here but also burn Yang Jian and the others to death.
Only then could they search for that door with peace of mind and escape this cursed place.
The plan was indeed very successful.
Tong Qian succumbed to the supernatural attack and fainted.
This was Tong Qian's weakness; he wasn't an anomaly, making it difficult for him to withstand such attacks. Part of the reason was also that he didn't expect soone from behind to strike suddenly.
Xiang Lan, Ah Nan, Dong Yulan, Wang Genquan, and Zhu Jian, the five of them stood not far away, staring at Yang Jian, who was beside the fire.
They remained vigilant, not wanting any surprises to occur. They needed to see with their own eyes that Yang Jian was burned to death before they could be at ease.
"He doesn't have much ti left; the fire has already burned half of his body, and the corpses around have caught fire. Even if that other person called Li Yang were to appear suddenly, it would be of no use. The five of us stopping him would surely not be a problem."
Zhu Jian began to feel confident at this mont.
Reaching this critical point, he didn't believe the other party had any chance to overturn the situation.
"We still have to be careful of the ghost here. The ghost on the third floor hasn't appeared, and it might be hiding among this mountain of corpses," Dong Yulan reminded, hoping the others wouldn't forget the other danger.
"Perhaps this Yang Jian was just fighting the ghost, leading to a mutual destruction which allowed us to take advantage," Zhu Jian sneered.
"Sothing's wrong."
Suddenly, Wang Genquan frowned, whispering, "That Yang Jian seems to have moved."
"Probably just convulsing from the burns," Ah Nan said.
"What?" Wang Genquan remained doubtful.
However, in the next mont.
Yang Jian, who had been lying there completely still, suddenly shook, sank a bit, and then fell downwards, disappearing into the crevices of the pile of corpses out of sight from everyone else.
"Gone?" They froze for a mont upon seeing this scene.
"Was the surroundings burnt so badly that the ground collapsed and dragged Yang Jian down with it?" Ah Nan said.
But the others didn't respond; while Ah Nan's explanation could be possible, there was also a chance of an unexpected incident.
"Could he have been rescued by that person called Li Yang? Maybe Li Yang is hiding underneath these corpses," Dong Yulan suggested.
Zhu Jian glanced around, "That's possible, but I think it's unlikely. The flas were terrifying; standing here we even felt burnt. With Yang Jian so close to it earlier, approaching recklessly might have set him on fire directly..."
But before he finished speaking, Tong Qian, who was unconscious not far away, also suddenly sank into the pile of corpses on the ground.
Hmm?
The others quickly realized sothing was wrong upon witnessing this scene.
"There's an issue, Yang Jian wasn't burned to death. He might have escaped already. Everyone, be careful," Wang Genquan said in a low voice.
"Escaping under such circumstances? Who are you kidding?" Zhu Jian looked rather grim, beginning to feel a wave of anxiety in his heart.
The group began to get nervous.
They glanced around.
Yet the place was eerily calm; the corpses on the ground were silent, except the flas not far away were growing, spreading out at least a ter, engulfing the spot where Yang Jian had just been lying.
Suddenly.
A blackened, stiff, but scorched-slling dead hand stretched out from among the countless corpses, grabbing Dong Yulan's ankle.
In an instant.
Dong Yulan felt her Supernatural Power being suppressed, followed by a trendous force pulling her downward continuously.
"I'm under attack, help ," she imdiately called for help.
This kind of attack wasn't sothing she could resist.
"Did it target Dong Yulan?" Zhu Jian, Ah Nan, and the others were startled, imdiately wanting to assist.
However, Dong Yulan was quickly pulled into the pile of corpses on the ground, disappearing from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.
Supernatural attacks followed one after another, yet there were only corpses nearby, their attempt to intervene failed, only striking empty air.
"Damn," Zhu Jian cursed angrily upon failing to help.
Xiang Lan said expressionlessly, "It's not the ghost from the third floor, it's Yang Jian who made a move. That hand had burn marks; earlier, when Yang Jian was lying there, his other hand had burn marks too. He's targeting us for revenge."
"And it allowed him to turn the tables? What a joke," Zhu Jian looked around, but still couldn't see Yang Jian's figure.
He could only guess Yang Jian was hiding among these corpses.
But faced with these corpses, he couldn't possibly uncover them one by one to find him, it would be like searching for a needle in a haystack.
Wang Genquan's face also looked grim, "Yang Jian's power is terrifying; otherwise, he wouldn't dare confront the ghost on the third floor. Just now, we only got lucky, but now, it seems this luck is about to cost us. Having torn the facade, either we kill him here, or we die at his hands today."
"He attacked Dong Yulan first, indicating his strong sense of revenge."
"Why is that? Shouldn't he have targeted Zhu Jian and first?" Ah Nan asked.
Wang Genquan replied, "Because Dong Yulan and I had contact with Yang Jian before. Although he clashed with us, he hadn't made a move against us. Otherwise, it's unlikely we'd be alive now. So he saw that we got away before, and now we're adding insult to injury, which is the most hateful."
The others shuddered at his words. So, that's how it is.
"Cough, cough, it's not that complicated."
The sound of coughing echoed, and amidst the corpses not far away, a figure was suddenly standing upright, erging out of nowhere.
That person was charred all over, with crimson eyes, resembling an Evil Ghost from hell, chilling to behold.
"I killed her first simply because she was easier to kill, nothing more." Yang Jian, despite his stiff body, was holding soone.
To be precise, he was gripping the person's neck.
The charred, cold hand had almost sunk into the person's neck, and the sound of bones cracking one after another was faintly audible.
"Let her go." Zhu Jian imdiately shouted.
He saw the person in Yang Jian's hand was undoubtedly the previously vanished Dong Yulan.
At this mont, Dong Yulan's face was contorted in extre pain. She was still alive but unable to resist, unable to move at all.
Yang Jian stood in the distance, his crimson eyes coldly watching him: "You've harnessed so Supernatural Powers, gaining so capital to survive, but it's still not enough; the outside world is not as simple as you think."
"We've been dying and resurrecting countless tis here. How could we not compare to you?" Zhu Jian was skeptical that Yang Jian could really be so powerful.
"Your endless resurrections are countless opportunities; I have only one. You've had too many chances and gone astray. Otherwise, you should have toppled Caesar Grand Hotel and escaped by now. A group that cannot even control its own fate dares to lay a hand on ; I could kill you all with one hand."
After Yang Jian finished speaking, his hand suddenly exerted force.
Dong Yulan had no ti to struggle before her neck was snapped.
Strangely, Dong Yulan's neck began to redden and smoke, and then flas flared up.
The corpse was inexplicably ignited.
Yang Jian's expression remained unchanged, casually tossing the burning corpse away.
The flas did not extinguish and fiercely burnt, using Dong Yulan's body as fuel, with a tendency to spread around.
"This guy has grown again; he acquired the Supernatural from within the furnace." Zhu Jian's pupils shrank suddenly.
Yang Jian remained silent.
He knew he hadn't harnessed the Supernatural fire within the furnace; the Ghost Hand had ignited and was burning uncontrollably. If the fire didn't go out, he might spontaneously combust to death.
Yet the Ghost Hand now had the ability to ignite corpses, theoretically becoming stronger.
"Most of my body remains immobile, compounded by the burning Ghost Hand, making the situation worse than I expected."
Yang Jian thought inwardly: "If I'm attacked by the ghost on the third floor again, I might be completely paralyzed here. But right now, the most important thing is to eliminate these remaining few. Without their deaths, the action cannot continue."
Imdiately, he set his sights on Zhu Jian.
Although he didn't know why this guy could imdiately harness the Supernatural after resurrection, it didn't matter. .
The Supernatural powers Zhu Jian could wield posed no threat to him.
"Am I the next target?" Zhu Jian himself sensed being targeted.
Without much hesitation, he opted to act.
Behind him, an invisible specter suddenly leaped out and rushed towards Yang Jian.
However, when Zhu Jian took action, he felt sothing wrong inside his body.
Instantly, a searing pain made him collapse to the ground.
He felt fire burning inside and sothing stirring.
"Wow!"
Opening his mouth, a charred hand was lodged in his throat, gripping his mouth tightly, while dense smoke erged, and flas started sprouting from his body.
Confronting the nacing ghost figure rushing at him, Yang Jian did not evade, enduring it head-on, yet he did not fall. Such a Supernatural assault could not kill him.
"Zhu Jian lost, he's going to die." Xiang Lan remarked.
Seeing this, Ah Nan imdiately rushed out, grabbing Zhu Jian and pulling hard.
Zhu Jian's arm was forcibly elongated and then detached, while the charred hand was also pulled out of his body.
Yet the crisis was not averted; the flas on him did not go out but began to escalate gradually.
"Why are you unhard," Zhu Jian gritted his teeth, glaring at Yang Jian.
Both suffered mutual assaults; why was he close to death, while the other seed fine?
"You can't comprehend the existence of anomalies at your current level, maybe Xiang Lan understands a bit," Yang Jian remained unfazed.
Xiang Lan gazed at Yang Jian briefly and said slowly: "Perhaps this guy is no longer human, indistinguishable from a real ghost, so your Supernatural assault can't kill him."
"How is that possible." Ah Nan was in shock.
Only those who harnessed Supernatural powers could grasp the extre danger it entailed, risking being corrupted into a living dead, while becoming a real ghost without that corruption seed impossible.
Because the essence of Supernatural power is a ghost.
"But his current state isn't good; let's not hesitate to act together, or we won't survive." Xiang Lan stated seriously.
The remaining Wang Genquan and Ah Nan's expressions flickered.
In a brief mont, they had lost two people. Could the three of them together really handle Yang Jian?
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