Mysterious Revival

A pair of spectral teeth that could even tear open the Ghost Domain.

If one were careless enough to be bitten by this thing, even a ghost master might die.

"This Ye Feng still hides such a terrifying ghost? However, I haven’t seen him use it before. It seems that the cost of using it is too great, beyond his tolerance, so he dares not use it easily,"

Yang Jian muttered to himself.

"Now that the abilities of his two ghosts have been exposed, I have to think of a way to kill him."

Quickly, he fell into deep thought again.

The ceiling for a ghost master is very high, as is the floor.

Some ghost masters, such as Yan Li, Ye Jun, Wang Yue, and others are easier to deal with, but people like Wang Xiaoqiang and Ye Feng are very difficult to kill.

Ordinary methods won’t do.

One must rely on the power of fierce ghosts to do it.

But the two ghosts on Ye Feng are a bit too perfect, the protection of the shroud and the attack of the Ghost Tooth make a perfect match.

Even the revived Ghost Rope is having a hard time dealing with him for the time being.

Right then, he fell into deep contemplation again.

However, after seriously considering the situation, Yang Jian realized that he had no way of dealing with Ye Feng. Ye Feng could no longer be held in the Ghost Domain, as the gap torn open by the Ghost Tooth grew larger, and soon Ye Feng would be able to leave the Ghost Domain.

"Could it be that I can only watch him escape? No, absolutely not."

His expression turned cold, and as Ye Feng was preparing to leave, Yang Jian lit the Ghost Candle and walked back.

Since Ye Feng was no longer intervening,

Yang Jian had to take care of Wang Xiaoqiang first, seize that strange finger, and not allow the finger to keep limiting the Ghost Domain.

Right away, he arrived at the end of the Ghost Domain.

That withered finger stood there, nailing the Ghost Domain firmly to the ground.

Wang Xiaoqiang did not leave; he stood guard over that dried-up finger, making sure it was not taken by Yang Jian.

This was the arrangement planned beforehand; as long as he could protect this thing, the plan against Yang Jian would have a foundation for success, otherwise all would be for naught.

But the next moment,

Yang Jian stepped out of the Ghost Domain forcefully holding a red candle in his hand.

Yes, he voluntarily left the Ghost Domain.

However, the Ghost Domain was still there, just no longer under his control.

"Hm?"

Wang Xiaoqiang, guarding the finger, suddenly narrowed his eyes when he saw Yang Jian, and then shouted in disbelief, "How are you not dead yet?"

"Why don’t you ask Ye Feng if he is dead," Yang Jian said, holding the candle, unafraid of him, and walked straight toward the finger standing on the ground.

Wang Xiaoqiang noticed his action and immediately stepped in front of him; "Do you think you can easily take that thing? With me here, you can’t do it..."

"Bang~!"

A gun fired, and he fell to the ground, a clear bullet hole in his head, and his flesh a bloody blur.

Yang Jian put away the gun in his hand: "How tiresome, you’re just unable to die, that’s all. Apart from that, as long as the ghost inside your body doesn’t come out, you’re not a big threat to me."

Wang Xiaoqiang, lying on the ground, widened his eyes, gradually lost their luster, and turned ashen.

However, the next moment, his body eerily moved again, somewhat stiff, as he reached into his own head with his palm in a dislocated manner, and took out the golden bullet, and then covered the split head back up.

Now sporting a battered scar.

But then Wang Xiaoqiang’s eyes rolled back, and his body returned to size.

He came back to life once again.

"Damn it." Wang Xiaoqiang sprang to his feet from the ground.

But by then, Yang Jian was already standing in front of that eerie finger,

out of caution, he sent Ghost Shadow to retrieve the finger.

The shadow beneath stretched over the withered finger, and soon a pitch-black hand grabbed it and pulled it out of the ground.

Nothing unexpected happened.

However, Yang Jian clearly felt that the finger was cold, terrifying, and exuded an ominous aura; he didn’t know if it had been forcibly taken from that ghost’s hand, but now it didn’t matter to probe into its origins.

With the removal of the finger, the Ghost Domain was no longer restricted.

He felt as if he had regained his freedom once again. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Meanwhile, Ye Feng had bitten through the Ghost Domain and stepped out from it.

They were not far apart.

Ye Feng immediately saw Yang Jian and also the withered finger on the black shadow.

The two exchanged glances, instantly understanding each other.

This showdown was a draw.

There was no winner.

If there were any losers, both of them were the losers.

Ye Feng had used too much of the fierce ghosts’ power, making an enemy, while Yang Jian had been attacked once, burning nearly half of his Ghost Candle.

It could be said that both had suffered losses.

"Ye Feng, it’s really great that you showed up. Though the situation has changed, we can still take down Yang Jian if we join forces," Wang Xiaoqiang breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Ye Feng’s arrival.

He had thought Ye Feng had died in the Ghost Domain.

Since he hadn’t, there was still a chance to fight.

"Shut up," Ye Feng scolded Wang Xiaoqiang without a hint of courtesy.

Wang Xiaoqiang was stunned for a moment, somewhat unexpectedly.

Ye Feng’s attitude had changed too drastically from before; what on earth had happened inside the Ghost Domain?

Ignoring Wang Xiaoqiang, Ye Feng addressed Yang Jian, "Let’s stop here. I won’t come after you again. As we agreed before, I will leave the Xiaoqiang Entertainment Club. We’re all adults. There’s nothing we can’t let go of. If we continue to fight, we both might die here."

"What, can’t you take it?" Yang Jian sneered.

"It’s not about not being able to take it, it’s about it not being worth it. We’ve finally managed to control a couple of ghosts; living a couple more years wouldn’t be a problem by ordinary means. Dying here would be a big loss," Ye Feng said. "Of course, I know you have a Ghost Candle and can afford to burn it. Similarly, I’m not so easy to exhaust to death."

"We’ve both shown our hands. If you could kill me, you would have done it already in the Ghost Domain. Likewise, If I could kill you, you wouldn’t have been able to walk out alive. It’s best for us to call it quits."

"Wait, Ye Feng, this is different from what we discussed before," Wang Xiaoqiang said.

Ye Feng glared at him fiercely and snapped, "I told you to shut up. Say one more word and I’ll kill you right now."

Wang Xiaoqiang’s face instantly turned exceptionally ugly at this rebuke.

He wanted to retort but didn’t dare to provoke him.

After all, this was someone who controlled two ghosts; they were not on the same level.

Yang Jian considered the situation seriously, not pondering whether it was a loss or gain, but how he could kill Ye Feng.

While the idea was nice, reality was cruel.

It was not suitable for him to continue the fight now.

"Coming after me today will be the biggest mistake of your life. I can’t kill you today, but it’ll be different in the future," Yang Jian’s face was dark, his ghostly eyes fixating on Ye Feng; "The next time we meet, only one of us will survive. Now, you can get lost."

Ye Feng felt a chill in his heart upon hearing these words, and the term "madman" involuntarily surfaced in his mind.