When Yang Jian returned, he already realized that the situation was dire.
Leuk San, He Yiner, Zhou Deng, and Lu Zhiwen all stood in place, motionless. Their eyes were closed, as if they were in a deep sleep, showing no reaction to the outside world.
"This is a supernatural assault targeting consciousness, similar to Ghost Dream. As expected, Zhang Xiangguang wants to distract to eliminate the others. He knows I control Ghost Dream, and I'm accompanied by an Evil Hound, so such attacks are useless to . That's why he changed his tactics." Yang Jian's eyes slightly moved, instantly realizing the clue.
"But how does he have the confidence to succeed in such a short ti?"
He felt a bit puzzled.
Yet he didn't hesitate, water began seeping underfoot as he intended to use the Evil Hound to invade the consciousness of several people, awakening them from their comatose state.
However, at this mont.
Suddenly.
Yang Jian noticed sothing; he turned his head toward a short distance away.
At this mont, two dead gray arms were resting on the abandoned playground wall, followed by a bizarre corpse with a broken leg falling off the wall with a thud. A pair of eerie, resentful eyes faintly gazed over as the broken-legged corpse crawled toward them at an incredible speed.
Not only that, strange human faces began to appear on the nearby wall surface, contorting as if trying to break free from the wall.
Among the playground weeds, several grotesque figures inexplicably stood.
So were skinny, elongated, standing upright like a telephone pole.
Others were stiff and numb, walking awkwardly with their limbs taut, appearing unusually strange.
...
"Ghosts, and quite a number of them." Yang Jian's expression stiffened, glancing around.
At so unknown ti, they had been surrounded by a group of fierce ghosts.
The terror level of these ghosts shouldn't be very high; at least he didn't sense danger, but with this many, it's enough to overwhelm a captain.
Moreover, everyone was under the consciousness attack. If Yang Jian entered the dream with the Evil Hound, there'd be no supervision outside, likely leading to ghost killings.
"Is this the other party's backup plan? Coordinating with Zhang Xiangguang's consciousness assault, attacking from inside and outside simultaneously, leaving no defense." He glanced, imdiately understanding the opponent's strategy.
"But for so many ghosts to co to one place at once, it's no coincidence, soone is manipulating them."
"After hiding for so long, Chen Qiaoyang has finally taken action."
Yang Jian's eyes flickered as he tried to locate Chen Qiaoyang, but couldn't find any trace of the Ghost Shepherd, seemingly absent.
"Chen Qiaoyang, are you really willing to get involved in this fight? Aren't you afraid of being reckoned with afterward?" He shouted; his voice echoed around.
Chen Qiaoyang, observing the situation from a distance, rely sneered, unmoved by Yang Jian's words.
He remained composed.
He wouldn't be foolish enough to expose his position over a few words.
Although he knew Yang Jian's ghost eye couldn't be used in The World of Ghost Drawing, he remained wary of him.
"Want to lure out, dreaming." Chen Qiaotou continued to entice the ghosts over, ignoring the provocation.
After shouting a few tis, Yang Jian realized the other party still didn't show up. He understood this guy was deeply cautious after suffering a loss last ti, no longer daring to appear directly.
Knowing Chen Qiaoyang well, a direct encounter would result in his death, no other possibility.
Yet after a few words failed to lure Chen Qiaoyang, the nearby ghosts were already approaching.
The ghost with a broken leg had crawled to the front, targeting Zhou Deng, reaching out a muddy arm attempting to grab Zhou Deng's leg.
"Bang!"
But before it succeeded, a splintered long spear flew in, pinning the ghost to the ground.
"The numbers keep increasing. If I spend ti fighting these ghosts here, those four might die at Zhang Xiangguang's hands."
Yang Jian took a deep breath, feeling the complexity of the situation.
He looked down.
The water underfoot wasn't enough to form a scale, barely enough to manifest the Evil Hound.
But the Evil Hound needed his control. Otherwise, if entering the dream, it might indiscriminately attack everyone.
"Will using the Ghost Candle hold them off? No, the Ghost Candle's duration is too short, not enough ti to rescue the captains. Or use the substitute doll? No, even if diverting the consciousness attack protects them, they still can't awaken, facing danger."
Yang Jian rapidly contemplated strategies.
"Yang, Yang Jian."
At this mont, a feeble voice sounded nearby.
Yang Jian suddenly snapped back; he noticed a piece of ghost-fire-burned human skin lying on the ground.
Li Jun?
Perhaps so residual dye hadn't completely vanished, or maybe so strong will sustained him. The fractured human skin slightly lifted its head, making a sound: "Take my ghost fla; controlling it allows you to use Ghost Domain in The World of Ghost Drawing... It's the best solution."
Li Jun's words were intermittent.
"Losing the ghost fla causes supernatural imbalance; even if Ah Hong paints you later, the human skin will likely lose control, and it'll be difficult to find corresponding supernatural powers to restore you." Yang Jian replied.
The human skin and ghost fla maintained a balance.
Similar to a complete human skin lantern.
Precisely due to this, Li Jun could remain conscious; otherwise, a re human skin wouldn't allow him control.
But Li Jun didn't respond, falling into silence.
Perhaps his will could only go this far, unable to communicate further.
Yang Jian fell silent, gazing at the ghost fla-engulfed human skin. Although it no longer resembled Li Jun, his words echoed continuously.
"Hesitation is a dangerous taboo."
Suddenly.
Yang Jian no longer hesitated and grabbed the ghost-fire-burning human skin.
"Ghost fla burns the supernatural, while stove fire burns supernatural corpses. The two share remarkable similarity, so I can likely use Ghost Lake's powers to suppress ghost fla burning. If all goes well, combining stove fire and ghost fla will form a more terrifying supernatural fla."
Yang Jian quickly beca encased in ghost fla, as the ghost fla from the fractured human skin seed to find its source, covering him entirely.
This almost amounted to a supernatural assault.
Soon.
Yang Jian was enveloped in the eerie green ghost fla, while the fire on the fractured human skin gradually extinguished.
The ghost fla transferred fully onto him.
Without the human skin's constraint, ghost fla burned violently. .
A stench began to swiftly spread.
However, the blood flowing inside Yang Jian's body wasn't blood, but Ghost Lake Water. Accompanied by dampness, the spreading water began suppressing the ghost fla's runaway behavior.
The violently burning ghost fla showed signs of extinguishing, slowly calming down.
Yang Jian's assumption was correct: the S-level supernatural Ghost Lake held an advantage against ghost fla, so controlling it was feasible. At least the process was smooth, not dangerous, without losing control or being burned to death by the ghost fla.
Due to the addition of the new supernatural puzzle.
At this mont.
The ghostly eye on Yang Jian's forehead, which had been almost impossible to open due to the suppression of the ghost drawing, beca active once again.
A crack appeared on the flesh.
The next mont.
An eerie eyeball erged and slightly rotated.
The ghostly eye was also burning with ghost flas at this mont, but this supernatural erosion didn't affect the ghostly eye at all; instead, the burning ghost flas gradually integrated into the ghostly eye.
Supernatural powers serve as a puzzle to each other, piecing together to form new supernatural powers.
At this mont, the ghostly eye underwent a change.
The eerie green ghost flas and the scarlet ghostly eye ford a new eye.
This eye was no longer scarlet, nor was it green, but displayed a golden yellow.
Once the golden ghostly eye appeared, the Ghost Domain that belonged to Yang Jian instantly spread out.
The Ghost Domain was no longer just a scarlet scene, but golden yellow as well, making the entire grayish world seem as if it was suddenly illuminated, all enveloped in brightness.
The malevolent ghost covered by the Ghost Domain was instantly ignited, consud by fiercely burning flas like maggots on bones, sticking to the malevolent ghost, unable to escape or extinguish, instead growing more vigorous with ti.
The malevolent ghost lost its ability to move under the burning fla.
This ghost fla was no longer just ghost fla; it also had the capability of furnace fire, where so corporeal malevolent ghosts would only beco fuel for the furnace fire, ultimately burning continuously, being suppressed continuously, forming an inescapable cycle, leaving them frozen in place.
One malevolent ghost after another was ignited.
In less than ten seconds, the malevolent ghosts that were besieging were completely silenced under the coverage of Yang Jian's Ghost Domain.
"Are you kidding ?"
This scene made Chen Qiaoyang and Zhang Xian, who were not far away, suddenly shrink their pupils, their hearts sowhat stalling.
"Quick, go, this Yang Jian has harnessed new supernatural power, resulting in so kind of qualitative change. If we don't leave, we'll all die here."
Zhang Xian growled, his flesh rapidly becoming scorched black, his body smoking, and turning entirely crimson.
He felt a mass of fire burning inside his body, soon about to ignite himself.
"Damn it."
Chen Qiaoyang's face also changed abruptly, turning around and running without saying a word.
But how could he escape?
Looking around, the entire world was golden, seemingly shrouded in radiant light.
Just being within this Ghost Domain, the body uncontrollably started burning, and the longer one stayed, the greater the chance of being ignited. Once ignited, their fate would likely be the sa as those expelled malevolent ghosts, consud by flas, frozen in place, unable to move.
Moreover, the fire didn't seem to burn ordinary people; it was exclusively targeting malevolent ghosts and ghost controllers.
"Ah!"
Zhang Xian tried to escape, but couldn't find a way out of this Ghost Domain, and soon enough, he was ignited.
Flas burned from his body, erging from his ears, nostrils, mouth, eyes.
He was in imnse pain, his bones crackling as they burned, his whole body engulfed in flas.
Chen Qiaoyang was frightened, hurriedly employing supernatural power.
The next mont.
Four eerie paper figures carrying a paper sedan chair swayed and ran over from a close distance. Although they seed slow, in a blink of an eye, the sedan had already arrived in front of Chen Qiaoyang.
Without hesitation, he imdiately dived into the paper sedan.
Entering the paper sedan.
Chen Qiaoyang only then felt the searing pain reduced significantly, the risk of being ignited temporarily mitigated.
"Leave here."
Chen Qiaoyang once again commanded the malevolent ghost, letting the paper sedan carry him away.
But at this mont, he faintly raised his head and glanced at the sedan's top, but his eyelids jumped.
The paper sedan was also burning.
"Quick, even faster."
Chen Qiaoyang panicked completely at this mont. He knew if he couldn't leave before the paper sedan was completely ignited, then he would be consud by flas along with the sedan.
After being engulfed by flas, the ghost surely wouldn't die, at most being suppressed, but he would die, and die miserably.
Yet at this mont, Yang Jian didn't pay attention to the ignited Zhang Xian or Chen Qiaoyang attempting to escape by paper sedan.
He couldn't afford any delay, as delaying further might an not being able to save any of the four captains. After all, the captains' lives were far more important than Chen Qiaoyang's.
Seeing the crisis temporarily alleviated.
Imdiately, a vicious hound leapt out by Yang Jian's side.
"Pull everyone into the dream."
Yang Jian commanded, then slowly closed his eyes, falling into sleep.
As soon as he entered the dream.
Yang Jian found himself once again in that familiar village.
This was his hotown.
But at this mont.
Near the village, there was a new building that didn't belong, an old private school.
The private school was hazy and unclear, like being shrouded in a thin mist, and there were no roads around, like it was isolated.
"A new supernatural place? Sure enough, through the Ghost Dream, I can find it. They should be trapped in that building, unable to escape."
Yang Jian glanced and imdiately ran towards the old private school, simultaneously issuing a command: "Charge into that private school."
The vicious hound growled lowly beside him, charging ahead of Yang Jian.
With the hound's advance, the thin mist surrounding the old private school dissipated, making the building clearer.
There weren't any roads around initially, but as the hound moved across, a winding path appeared right away.
This road was the hound's invasion trace.
"The supernatural power of that private school isn't very strong, the hound's invasion faced almost no resistance. No wonder Zhang Xiangguang didn't dare to use such a thod before; he knew a ntal assault wouldn't surpass the hound, so he simply didn't use it. But this assault was ineffective against , although it might be deadly to the other captains."
Yang Jian felt a sense of urgency, accelerating his pace.
The vicious hound ran all the way, smoothly invading the other world completely.
A path leading to the private school was completely opened.
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