"Is there still ti?"
Yang Jian's expression was grave at this mont. His five-layer Ghost Domain had already been unleashed without hesitation, attempting to save Fan Xing by isolating him within his Ghost Domain to avoid the attack of the vengeful ghost.
The five-layer Ghost Domain instantly enveloped the area.
There were no surprises.
Fan Xing smoothly entered the five-layer Ghost Domain.
However.
The blurred and eerie shadow on the ground still clung tightly to Fan Xing's legs.
Fan Xing's legs had already transford into shadows on the ground. The ghost seed unable to touch his body and could only grasp the areas it had already affected. Yet within this five-layer Ghost Domain, the vengeful ghost still refused to release Fan Xing, instead dragging him along the wall.
The ghostly figure ran swiftly.
At the sa ti, Fan Xing's body rapidly sank at an unimaginable speed. His waist turned into a shadow, and the area around his chest beca a shadow...
"Yang Jian, save ."
Fan Xing scread in terror, feeling that his body no longer belonged to him and was out of control.
"The five-layer Ghost Domain can't isolate the pull of this vengeful ghost... Everything happened too quickly, and it no longer makes sense. Most of his body has already turned into a shadow, and even if he's saved, it's impossible to reverse the situation." Yang Jian's expression was grim, abandoning the rescue attempt.
The next second.
Fan Xing was dragged entirely onto the ground.
He didn't die but beca a shadow on the ground, like an image projected from a projector.
Already a shadow now, Fan Xing struggled in horror.
But it was to no avail.
He was caught by the vengeful ghost, unable to break free.
The vengeful ghost, both eerie and mad, dragged Fan Xing along the wall. The positions of the shadows shifted quickly, but Fan Xing's form beca increasingly blurred, as if being torn apart through constant movent.
He grew more and more indistinct.
Gradually vanishing.
In the end.
Fan Xing completely disappeared, like an image fading from the wall, leaving only a dark, blurry mass.
The dark, blurry mass writhed, protruding from the wall, trying to invade back into reality.
This was the ghost inside Fan Xing's body.
Without Fan Xing's control, the ghost he previously managed began to resurrect, seeking to break its confines.
However, the indistinct and eerie figure quickly walked over, grabbed the strange mass, lifted it up, then slowly opened its mouth, wider and wider... A grotesque opening appeared, as if the entire head were splitting open.
The ghost forcefully swallowed the thing.
The blurry shadow suddenly beca much clearer, gaining a three-dinsional quality, while a strange sound erged from the ghost's throat.
"Fan Xing is dead."
Upon seeing this scene, everyone's hearts tightened, a chill surging up.
Resistance was futile; once caught by the vengeful ghost, your body would beco a shadow on the wall, and then the ghost would erase your shadow, erasing you from this world entirely.
If you were a ghost rider, the ghost you controlled inside would beco part of this ghost's jigsaw puzzle.
This ant that the vengeful ghost had strong growth potential.
However, the matter wasn't over.
Beside the vengeful ghost, a shadow wavered, and then another figure began to condense, like soone new appearing in the image.
The figure was blurry, as if the image resolution was insufficient, but still distinguishable as the recently erased Fan Xing,
He was resurrected, appearing as an eerie figure.
However, now he was no longer a living person.
"This isn't an ordinary vengeful ghost. If this thing gets out of control, it's sure to beco an S-level supernatural event." Zhou Deng exclaid with widened eyes; "Yang Jian, we can't let this go. I can team up with you to restrain it. Don't hesitate—use the Coffin Nail to pin it down."
He recognized the terror of the vengeful ghost.
Kill one person, and there would be one more shadow on the wall. If this appeared in a city, everyone in the city would beco shadows on walls and the ground.
Moreover, this ghost was indiscriminately murderous. Once it appeared, nearby people would be affected.
"I can only try my best." Yang Jian glanced at the other eerie figures around the atrium.
Several pairs of pale, indifferent eyes were turning and staring at him.
Fortunately, the residual suppression still existed, and it hadn't completely spiraled out of control yet.
But it was getting close.
The final few minutes would surely be dangerous beyond asure.
"I can't help you guys much." The Eagle shook his head, feeling powerless.
He could stay in the corner and play dice, ensuring his own survival while keeping a ghost occupied.
Abilities were limited; this was all he could manage.
"Captain, that shadow is coming at . How is this possible? I'm in the Ghost Domain." Li Yang's expression suddenly changed.
He saw the vengeful ghost's shadow on the wall wavering, directly rushing towards him across the ground.
The ghost moved very fast.
A blurred arm stretched out on the ground, attempting to grab Li Yang's feet.
"The five-layer Ghost Domain can block the ghost's attack, but your body has already been affected. Your feet and one hand have turned into shadows, and the ghost is coming for them." Yang Jian reached out and grabbed.
Li Yang was transported entirely.
He appeared in front of Yang Jian, lifted by his grip on his collar.
Yet his feet and one arm remained where they were, becoming an incomplete shadow on the ground.
As expected, the ghost didn't attack Li Yang but took away the arm and the feet.
However, it seed that the incomplete limbs weren't enough to form a complete person, so after obtaining them, the ghost discarded them aside.
The shadows of the limbs were dissipating, like an image being erased, making onlookers' hearts pound.
"You can't let this ghost affect you. Once your limbs turn into shadows on the ground, the ghost will drag you away through them, so the best thod is to cut off the affected area before the ghost takes you." Yang Jian said.
Li Yang, with lingering fear, narrowly escaped death. He looked at his vanished legs and one arm.
Though appearing incomplete, he knew he was quite lucky.
The missing limbs could be restored later; as long as he survived, it was fine.
"That ghost has stopped." Li Yang didn't mind his injuries, focusing on the terrifying vengeful ghost's shadow on the wall.
Standing silently on the wall, blurry and eerie.
The deceased Fan Xing and the vengeful ghost stood side by side like two projections.
"Without a target to attack, this vengeful ghost can't affect us." Yang Jian glanced around.
Leuk Qingqing and Zhou Deng were safe and sound.
The Eagle was still alive.
Yang Xiaohua remained a corpse, floating in mid-air, unaffected.
It seed that the red balloon was indeed very useful.
"Seize this opportunity to try and contain this vengeful ghost." Yang Jian's eyes flickered as he glanced at the ghostly figure on the wall.
In that glance, the six-layer Ghost Domain instantly activated.
The eerie shadow on the wall wavered, sensing danger and attempting to escape.
But it was too late.
The cracked spear nailed into the wall in less than a second, plunging deeply inside, directly piercing the ghostly figure on the wall.
"Is it effective?" Yang Jian wasn't sure as he stared at the ghost.
However, the fierce ghost on the wall continued to move. It walked along the wall to the opposite side, completely unscathed, and unrestricted.
"It can't be nailed?" Zhou Deng's eyes widened.
Yang Jian's face was grim as he said, "It's not that it can't be nailed, it's that it can't be touched. This ghost is just a shadow, not existing in reality, it needs a dium to touch the body of this ghost."
"Is there any thod?" Leuk Qingqing asked.
"Based on the current information, there's only one way to deal with this ghost, which is for soone to voluntarily be influenced, becoming a shadow on the ground, so that when the ghost touches you, you can touch the ghost." Yang Jian explained.
Li Yang added: "Or, like last ti, use the substitute doll to lure out the ghost?"
Last ti.
It referred to the red wooden stool incident, where a ghost also sat on the red wooden stool, but it required a living person to sit on the stool to see it; if no one sat down, the ghost couldn't be seen.
The red wooden stool was the dium, the tool connecting humans and ghosts.
Similarly.
This fierce ghost was the sa, it didn't exist in reality and needed so dium to touch.
But what the dium was, Yang Jian still didn't know, and there was no ti to slowly find the dium either.
"We can't deal with it now, this ghost has already killed Fan Xing, and it can't kill anyone else, so it's not a threat to us for now. For now, let's pay more attention to other dangers." Yang Jian tried for a mont.
He found he couldn't contain this fierce ghost, so he imdiately abandoned it.
There was no need to waste ti on it any longer, the dangers of this place were too nurous, and the ghostly shadow on the wall was just one of them.
Leuk Qingqing took a deep look at the terrifying figure on the wall, then said, "We really can't deal with it, it's not worth entangling with it further. Even though it is perilous, it's currently impossible to concentrate all our people and power to handle it."
"It's really frustrating." Zhou Deng said angrily.
He wanted to resolve this thing, but the conditions were insufficient.
"Be careful, it's coming again."
At this point, the eagle casually threw the dice, not caring about the numbers that ca up, since he was cursed by the Eight-Tone Music Box, and the curse of the Ghost Dice wasn't enough to kill him, so he had the ti to pay attention to the movents elsewhere.
At this ti, there was ghostly movent again at the location of the well.
A corpse dressed in black clothes, its body covered with dirt, and severely decayed, was approaching.
This corpse didn't seem to move much, like a puppet being pushed forward by an invisible supernatural power.
The truly terrifying thing wasn't the corpse itself, but the fierce ghost controlling the corpse.
"This thing needs to trigger a dium, direct dismbernt." Yang Jian stared at the corpse coming closer, and had already made a decision in his heart.
This level of ghost was not sothing that could be easily dealt with, so any action taken must be ruthless,
However, before he could act.
What happened next made Yang Jian's eyelids twitch.
Another fierce ghost began moving imdiately, it was a broken corpse, cut into two at the waist, as if sothing had split it apart, with only its legs and half of its waist remaining. .
The upper body was missing, no one knew where it had gone, it seed to have gotten separated from the lower half.
Yet this only remaining lower half was sohow able to start moving first.
This showed.
Once the fierce ghost of this half-body found its missing parts, it would beco terrifying once again.
The situation didn't stop there either.
A fourth fierce ghost also began to move, equally terrifying, it was a corpse without any sign of decay, its clothes were old-fashioned, like those found in a mortuary, but this ghost was odd, its pale hands were covering its eyes tightly.
At this mont, it also began to walk over.
"What's the ti now?" Yang Jian asked in a low voice.
"It's eleven fifty-seven, three minutes left." The eagle, always keeping track of ti, quickly responded.
"Three minutes? Very well, after three minutes the ancient house will enter the fifth day ghost banquet, when those three bowls of rice will take effect, but before that, we have to survive these three minutes." Yang Jian glanced at Leuk Qingqing and Zhou Deng.
With the Human Skin Mask on, Zhou Deng caught his sentint and said: "I'll handle this incomplete ghost thing."
"I'll keep this thing covering its eyes occupied." Leuk Qingqing didn't back down, appearing very tense, she took a deep breath.
"Then let's move."
Yang Jian's target was clear, the highly decayed corpse being propelled forward by so supernatural power.
He covered it without hesitation with the Ghost Shadow, triggering the dium with the cracked spear in his hand.
He saw it.
Saw exactly what was going on.
Behind the highly decayed corpse, a fierce ghost appeared, sticking to the back of the corpse, both growing together into one.
"A fierce ghost capable of invading bodies." Yang Jian understood imdiately.
This type of fierce ghost was extrely lethal to top-notch ghost handlers because once the ghost invaded your body, you would imdiately lose balance and the ghost would resurrect.
The ghost had invaded a highly decayed corpse.
But evidently, this decayed corpse was temporary, once a better host was found, the ghost would probably switch hosts without hesitation.
At the mont.
Yang Jian and Li Yang were within the five-layer Ghost Domain, Zhou Deng and Leuk Qingqing couldn't be invaded, and the eagle was busy playing dice.
So the ghost couldn't find an attack target.
"Luckily, the first ghost to invade the ancient house was that visible ghost shadow, although dangerous, it allowed for so precaution. If it had been this ghost, even Zhou Deng and Li Yang might have fallen here." Yang Jian didn't hesitate.
He triggered the dium, and the firewood knife slashed down.
Instantly.
The highly decayed corpse in front of him abruptly stopped, then fell to the ground with a thud.
The corpse showed no abnormalities.
But the fierce ghost had already been dismbered.
"It was settled so quickly?" Zhou Deng glanced over, flipping the half-corpse in his hand, pressing it to the ground, keeping it firmly in place.
The corpse stopped moving, its legs were rigidly straight and ceased activity.
It seed Zhou Deng discovered the killing pattern, he easily restrained the fierce ghost's movent.
Yang Jian remained silent, cracks appeared on his face, blood trickled down, and the ghost shadow behind him also showed cracks.
He didn't choose to reset, instead preserving his strength.
During the night watch, he had already reset several tis in a row; although the ghost eye hadn't resurrected, he worried that continuing down this path would cause new problems.
It's only the beginning of the fifth day, there are still two more days to endure.
"I can also temporarily restrain it here."
Leuk Qingqing directly held the pale corpse covering its eyes in front of her, a red cheongsam blocked a certain kind of vision.
The ghost quieted down.
But she wasn't calm, very tense, her psychological resilience not as robust as expected.
"It seems that what we're doing isn't working, the effect isn't very apparent..." However, Zhou Deng subsequently gasped.
All the fierce ghosts near the well started moving.
Eerie eyes turned, stiff necks twisted, lifeless faces turned toward them.
The suppression in the ancient house completely failed.
It was no longer a matter of individual ghosts being able to move, now all the fierce ghosts could move.
"It's twelve o'clock." The eagle hastened to announce.
The fifth day of the ancient house, the ghost banquet, began.
Fierce ghosts poured into the ancient house, even the old man in the red coffin couldn't stop them. The old man's corpse seed completely dormant, devoid of anomalies.
Yang Jian's ghost eye swept around, he instantly understood the current situation.
He decisively took out the white rice retrieved from the cetery with three sticks of incense before.
Three bowls of white rice, partly cooked and partly raw, each grain distinct, served in a large blue and white porcelain bowl, in varying amounts.
"How should this be used?" Yang Jian's eyes glead.
The fifth day's ghost banquet, all the fierce ghosts out of control, to survive, they must rely on these three bowls of rice.
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