Mysterious Awakening

Chapter 246: The Disappeared Person

Yang Jian, who was in the thick haze, had just walked out of the temporarily safe toilet, and then heard the footsteps gathering around him, and also saw a moving figure in the dim light.

This was different from the controlled zombies he had seen in the mall.

All of these were third-stage ghost infants, derived ghosts.

Although Yang Jian did not speak, the words he had said before had already been heard by the nearby ghosts.

So he was also the target of these third-stage ghost infants, but Wang Xiaoming had already taken this into consideration. He knew what Yang Jian wanted to do. Otherwise, he wouldn't have said that the first ghost to attack him was the source, because Wang Xiaoming believed that Yang Jian could handle these ghosts well.

But in the end, the handling was just a desperate struggle for a little space.

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Yang Jian's mouth,

Unfortunately, no one saw his helplessness.

He forcefully opened his drowsy ghost eyes.

Under the ghost eyes, the surroundings were still dim, and the familiar red world was not seen. The situation of being suppressed by other fierce ghosts still existed.

But the ghost eyes he opened did not know this.

Then, the second ghost eye appeared on his face, emitting a faint red light, which was particularly conspicuous in this dim world.

The third ghost eye appeared on his hand, and the red light became brighter.

The fourth ghost eye appeared.

Finally, the fifth, sixth, and seventh.

All the ghost eyes returned to Yang Jian's body.

The uncontrollable resurrection surged out, and the eerie eyes that had been suppressed for a long time were about to burst out.

The eighth ghost eye suddenly opened.

The appearance of this eye meant that Yang Jian had begun to gradually lose control of the ghost eyes. The ghost eyes in his body were close to resurrection, and with a little more time and stimulation, the ghost eyes would be completely out of control, turning into an unknown horror in this world.

The appearance of this eye made Yang Jian's whole body emit a red light,

The red light flowed out of his body, staining the surroundings red like bright red blood, gradually spreading outwards at a terrifying speed.

The ghost domain was opening.

This was the confrontation between fierce ghosts.

At the edge of the crimson ghost domain, a pair of dark blue-black legs could be vaguely seen, slowly retreating, as if this place had become a forbidden land that even fierce ghosts could not step into.

"Ah~!" Yang Jian seemed to be torn apart, and he groaned in pain.

This kind of torment from the resurrection of fierce ghosts was not something that anyone could bear. Many ghost tamers were tortured to the point of numbness and mental problems by this pain.

The seemingly inevitable death situation temporarily showed a glimmer of hope.

However, Yang Jian's situation did not improve.

The headless shadow at his feet slowly stood up and appeared behind him.

Now, the headless ghost shadow, without the suppression of the ghost eyes, was completely free. It would once again turn into an evil ghost that plundered the bodies of other fierce ghosts. In front of it, ordinary people were just bodies that could be occupied at any time.

Yang Jian noticed, but did not pay attention.

If he were alone, he would use his dry fingers to pin down the ghost shadow, and even use the human skin paper to swallow the ghost shadow.

But now he had Zhang Han by his side.

"Damn it." Zhang Han was shocked and angry. He had bumped into the headless ghost shadow and pressed it to the ground.

It was not he himself who knocked down the ghost shadow, but the headless ghost shadow that was slowly invading his back, which had become somewhat uncontrollable.

Damn, what the hell is this.

"I can't hold on for too long, Yang Jian, hurry up." Zhang Han shouted anxiously, realizing in horror that the black shadow he had pressed to the ground was slowly invading his back, and the thing behind him was starting to become uncontrollable.

"Even if you can't hold on, you have to." Yang Jian gritted his teeth and bit off one of the ghost eyes on his arm.

Blood splattered, but it was all his own blood.

Then, with a loud noise, he swallowed the ghost eye.

Eight ghost eyes were not enough to watch. Since he wanted to fight, he would fight to the end.

One ghost eye was swallowed, and another ghost eye emerged from the wound, but the ghost eye in his stomach was still there.

This was a method given to him by the human skin paper to stimulate the resurrection of the ghost eye.

The ninth eye.

The red light around Yang Jian suddenly burst out, instantly covering the entire ward, and was spreading outside at a terrifying speed.

Under the thick haze, he opened the ghost domain again.

Ten meters, twenty meters, thirty meters... he exceeded the previous limit and continued to expand.One hundred meters, two hundred meters, and finally, it covered a full one thousand meters before it barely came to a halt.

This was still under the suppression of the surrounding environment. If the Ghost Domain were used under normal circumstances, heaven knows how terrifyingly vast it would expand.

The ghosts had disappeared.

No.

Or rather, Yang Jian had completely isolated all the ghosts inside the hospital from the outside of the Ghost Domain. As long as he didn't leave the Ghost Domain, he was safe.

"Another eye wants to emerge." He was currently in the state of a fierce ghost's revival, and he could already sense certain things.

The Ghost Eye was just one eye short of completion. Once the final eye appeared, and all ten were present, the Ghost Eye would be fully revived. At that time, he would die, and the Ghost Eye would undergo some unpredictable transformation.

But now, whether the last eye would emerge was beyond his control.

The restlessness of revival continued, and the tearing pain persisted.

"Isn't that ghostly thing coming yet?" Yang Jian decided not to control the Ghost Eye, letting it revive on its own. He was gambling with time.

He was betting that the ghost would appear during the time it took for him to revive.

If it didn't appear, then he would lose.

Even if he lost, he wouldn't be left with nothing. He still had one last bit of ghost candle. He would light this final piece of ghost candle to forcibly stop the fierce ghost's revival. During this time, he would return to Guanjiang Residential Complex and resurrect using the Ghost Mirror.

This was his plan.

As for hanging himself in front of the Ghost Mirror, he hadn't considered it.

The risk was too great; it wasn't worth trying.

However, the situation turned out to be a bit smoother than he had anticipated.

Suddenly.

A cold and gloomy breath assaulted him, as if something had forcefully broken into the Ghost Domain. A clear sound of footsteps stopped behind him.

At this moment, all the third-stage ghost infants derived from him were isolated outside the Ghost Domain. Without a doubt, the entity with the ability to enter the Ghost Domain was the source ghost that Wang Xiaoming had mentioned.

"Yang Jian, behind you." Zhang Han seemed to have seen something, paused for a moment, then his pupils widened in disbelief, and he let out an incredulous roar.

A cyan-black, stiff arm heavily rested on Yang Jian's shoulder.

Cold, bone-chilling.

It was enough to make one shudder.

Although Yang Jian felt a hair-raising terror, he didn't feel fear at the moment. Perhaps it was because he had seen too many horrifying things, and his heart had grown stronger, or maybe when it came to a matter of life and death, all negative emotions were cast aside, leaving only a desperate fight for survival.

Despite having a backup plan, the danger of direct contact with a fierce ghost was still present.

Without the slightest hesitation, he tightly gripped the eerie, withered finger in his hand, turned around, raised his hand, and thrust with all his might.

He aimed to stab this finger into the body of the ghost.

A finger that could even pin down the Ghost Domain stood a good chance of pinning down this ghost.

As long as he could restrict the ghost's movements, wouldn't it be easy to imprison this thing?

The entity behind him did not dodge; it wasn't a living person, aware of avoiding dangerous attacks.

Ghosts can sometimes be terrifying, but at other times, they can be quite dull.

The withered finger in Yang Jian's hand still managed to stab down successfully.

However, the next moment, he froze.

This withered finger could pierce through asphalt without damage, yet it failed to penetrate the cold body before him.

An ancient garment, emblazoned with the character for "longevity," blocked the finger's entry.

Yang Jian realized something, his body trembling, he lifted his head.

He saw Ye Feng's deathly pale, dark cyan face, and on that face, a pair of hollow, pitch-black eyes eerily stared back at him.

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