Chapter 551: Chapter 548 A Death Substitute
Yang Jian seed to give He Tianxiong a chance, but when he actually made a move, he was unequivocally decisive. He knew better than anyone how terrifying ghosts could be—any small mistake might lead to his own demise. Therefore, he wouldn’t even give a chance to test the waters this ti.
After all, the ghost of He Tianxiong was also a kind of abnormal existence; he couldn’t afford to give him too many opportunities.
The red glow of the fifth layer of the Ghost Domain suddenly enveloped the area in front, completely shrouding He Tianxiong.
This eerie ability, derived from the Ghost Eye, could even dispatch ghosts, and had even instantly killed Zhang Jian before.
However, this ti, an incomprehensible situation occurred.
He Tianxiong stood in place, his face filled with horror, yet he himself had no injuries, and from the look on his face, he seed to be sowhat surprised as well.
...
"You’re alright?” Yang Jian’s gaze sharpened.
He Tianxiong first let out a sigh of relief, then looked with imnse gratitude towards an inconspicuous corner.
This action was noted.
Yang Jian imdiately noticed a tattered Scapegoat Cloth Doll lying in the direction He Tianxiong had looked, with most of its body missing. Although the doll was unremarkable, the mont he took notice of it, he understood what had happened.
"You really do spare no expense, using a Scapegoat Cloth Doll to die for you once. Are these things common in your circle of friends? To be so generously wasted?.”
This peculiar cloth doll could transfer a ghost’s attack and save a life in extrely dangerous situations. Yang Jian had used one before during the Ghost Envoy incident at the training base. Although it wasn’t for himself, the effect was impressive.
He Tianxiong didn’t speak, his forehead still beaded with cold sweat.
He only had one of these dolls; they weren’t plentiful by any ans. This ti, he wasn’t even sure if a cloth doll could save his life. It was simply a trial, as he’d never encountered such a circumstance before.
"If it weren’t for this thing just now, I would definitely be dead… That eye, too dangerous. If I can’t find a way out of the Ghost Eye’s sight, I won’t survive today.”
He Tianxiong ca back to his senses. Instead of foolishly standing there trying to outlast Yang Jian, and without answering Yang Jian’s questions, he continued to turn and run.
The brief lull gave him a sliver of space to struggle.
Yang Jian’s expression was cold: “Looks like you only have one of these things, not as many as I imagined
The Scapegoat Doll had blocked a fatal attack once, but this ti, He Tianxiong definitely couldn’t withstand a second.
Imdiately, Yang Jian raised his palm a second ti.
"Again?” Seeing his odd gesture, He Tianxiong turned pale with fear, and without hesitation, turned and fled.
However, in the next mont, Yang Jian’s figure seed to pause for a bit.
Taking advantage of the gap, He Tianxiong burst through a door, slamd it shut behind him, and quickly escaped the area.
"After stacking the fifth layer of the Ghost Domain twice, the Ghost Eye shows signs of recovery.”
Yang Jian felt the Ghost Eye beneath his skin restlessly moving, and a wave of piercing pain hit him. The lights around flickered uncertainly; even the Ghost Domain couldn’t be maintained stably.
The Ghost Eye seed to revert to the ti when it was not very controlled.
"The limit, huh? If I continue to use the Ghost Eye consecutively, the balance among the three ghosts inside my body will be disrupted. Indeed, this thod causes significant harm to myself. From the situation just now, twice in short succession appears to be the limit. A third ti… there’s a possibility of revival. Four tis, I reckon the ghost within my body will completely lose control over the Ghost Eye.”
He remained silent, his heart making a rough evaluation of his physical condition.
"Although there’s a limit to the number of tis I can use it, it’s undeniable that I was indeed capable of killing He Tianxiong, soone who had tad two ghosts.”
Looking at the broken Scapegoat Cloth Doll on the ground, it was enough evidence that He Tianxiong had died once. If the attack just now hadn’t been fatal, then the doll wouldn’t have died either.
"It seems that in order to kill He Tianxiong next ti, I’ll have to use Ghost Shadow or Ghost Hand. Blindly pursuing this kind of foolproof attack isn’t very wise.” Yang Jian’s ghostly eyes gradually closed, and the lights surrounding him once again beca bright.
The surrounding darkness dissipated, and the villa beca bright once more.
There was no need to maintain the unstable Ghost Domain, especially since there was Gold pasted everywhere, creating many dead angles in the Ghost Domain. It was better to wrap things up.
At this mont, He Tianxiong, who was hiding in the room, also noticed that the lights were back to normal. He gasped for air and muttered to himself, “Sure enough, no matter how fearso Yang Jian is, he’s still a ghost master with limits. He must have used his ghostly eye’s power to kill Zhang Jian earlier, and just now, I escaped death again with the Scapegoat Doll.”
"Using the ghostly eye repeatedly, Yang Jian won’t be feeling good. He must have reached the limit of his ghostly eye, and now I suppose he can’t even use the Ghost Domain.”
As one ghost master to another, He Tianxiong understood Yang Jian’s current condition very well, as he had also experienced it several tis.
Constantly using the power of fierce ghosts in a short ti was essentially committing suicide. So, in most cases, ghost masters don’t recklessly use the ghosts’ powers unless it’s a matter of life and death.
But even though the Ghost Domain was gone, He Tianxiong’s face remained grave because Yang Jian still had the abilities of two other ghosts to use, and next ti he might not be so fortunate to escape a deadly predicant.
"Damn it, compared with Yang Jian’s ghosts, your ghostly thing is simply trash, always just standing on my shoulders. Now that I’m about to die, you don’t even co down to lend a hand.” He Tianxiong couldn’t help but curse, his gaze lifting slightly to the dry, corpse-spotted feet that still firmly stood upon him.
Even during such a perilous mont, the ghost had no intention of attacking Yang Jian; He Tianxiong’s life or death also couldn’t sway the ghost’s actions.
Unless Yang Jian looked up and noticed the ghost.
"But despite the danger just now, at least I took the mont Yang Jian had issues to enter this safe house. For the mont, he shouldn’t be able to invade, and now the ti… there are two minutes left.” He Tianxiong glanced at the ti again.
It was just a little short of the five minutes they had agreed upon earlier.
If Yang Jian really kept to their arrangent, it was highly likely that he wouldn’t die today.
"Bang!”
Before he could think further, a loud noise ca from the door. The front door dented in severely as if a few more hits like that would completely smash the specially customized door.
He Tianxiong jumped frightfully. He now had no room left to flee; if Yang Jian truly ca out, he would have no choice but to face him head-on.
He took off his shirt only to find that the flesh on his chest had rotted beyond recognition; the flesh had nearly dissolved away, leaving blackened bones studded with small golden nails—it seed to be a repair job to keep his own bones from fracturing.
In the empty chest cavity, it seed as though nothing was left. By all accounts, He Tianxiong should have been long dead.
But he was still alive.
He was alive because of his second ghost.
That was a chunk of flesh from a dead person hidden inside the front of his chest.
This dark, rotten piece of flesh was slowly growing, no, rather, it was slowly taking his place. It first decayed his original flesh and then grew anew. He Tianxiong had no idea what it would eventually beco. All he knew was that when his entire body rotted away, that would be his ti to die.
By then, what kind of ghost he would beco didn’t matter anymore.
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