Mysterious Revival

They were not considering whether they would die from the excessive use of power and the resurgence of the fierce ghosts; the only thought they had was to imprison the ghost before them.

Yang Jian controlled two ghosts.

But due to the previous probing, he had lost control over his Ghost Domain and now could only use the Ghost Shadow.

Although the ghostly ability within him had been enhanced, it seemed that even with the control of two ghosts, he was noticeably inferior compared to the man in the relic before him.

Zhang Han, who made the first move, reached out with the skinless, blood-drenched ghost on his back, attempting to grab the man before him.

However, there wasn’t the expected suppression.

Zhang Han suddenly felt a tearing, intense pain on his back.

The blood-drenched ghost clinging to his back lost control and began to be forcibly pulled out by the man from the relic.

“Ah~!”

A painful and mournful scream echoed as the skin on Zhang Han’s back split open, and the ghost that had been clinging to him was being taken away by the man before him.

It was being brutally ripped from the tattoo on his back.

At this time, however, the Ghost Shadow that had risen behind him grabbed the man’s head from the front.

The black hand, condensed from the shadows, could easily decapitate anyone’s head and even dismember other ghosts.

However, when Yang Jian felt the Ghost Shadow try to take its head, he encountered a terrifying resistance.

Its head remained unmoved on its neck.

At the same time.

The Headless Ghost Shadow suddenly froze, just like the Ghost Domain earlier, losing control and standing still.

“What on earth is this thing?” Yang Jian’s expression changed drastically.

Even the power of the second ghost had no effect on it. Could it be that this ghost is truly unsolvable, with no weaknesses and no methods to imprison it?

But at this moment, Feng Quan suddenly moved.

A layer of grey mist surged around his body, and within that mist, Feng Quan’s body began to fade away… In a short while, he was completely absorbed into the mist, and his figure could no longer be seen clearly. Only a vague human outline was visible, indistinguishable as either a man or a ghost lurking in the dark mist.

“Cough, cough cough.”

A weak cough came from the mist, sounding like someone on his deathbed, deeply ill,

This sound was strange and malevolent, sending chills down one’s spine.

And after this sound emerged,

The complexion of the man from the relic began to turn black, and then his skin and flesh started to fall off, emitting a foul stench of decay as if the body had reached its limit of use and was beginning to collapse.

“It works.” Yang Jian’s expression became stern.

Feng Quan indeed had the ability to affect this ghost.

And judging by his appearance, he must have controlled more than just one ghost.

That eerie fog, the hair-raising cough hidden within the mist… If Yang Jian wasn’t mistaken, these should be the powers of two ghosts.

“First restrict its movements, don’t let it approach the Ghost Coffin; you’re doing very well in this regard. This ghost can completely nullify the abilities of another fierce ghost, no matter how powerful that ghost might be… Once it seizes another ghost, its power strengthens. Now, it can fully suppress up to… three ghosts, which explains why you were doomed if you were alone at the beginning.”

“Incapable of using the ghost’s power, you’re merely ordinary humans in the face of this ghost. That’s what makes this ghost both unsolvable and terrifying.”

Feng Quan, shadowed in the thick mist, spoke.

His voice was weak and feeble, portraying a sense of imminent demise.

“You obviously knew all along, yet you said nothing before, and now you speak up; quite crafty of you,” Yang Jian accused.

“If I’d told you earlier, who among you would have dared to make a move? Besides, the amplification of its ability was brought about by you. I am considering the bigger picture here. Without me in the village, this ghost would have escaped long ago,” Feng Quan replied weakly.

“Such a grandiose claim of considering the bigger picture. Maybe without your meddling, we ghost controllers might have already imprisoned this ghost,” Yang Jian replied with a cold laugh.

Feng Quan said, “For the country, some sacrifices are necessary. You’re too young to understand these things.”

“Whether it’s for the country or for yourself, only you know the truth,” Yang Jian said, staring at him.

“This is not the time to argue about this,” Feng Quan retorted.

This ghost can suppress three ghosts.

That is to say, Yang Jian’s Ghost Domain, Headless Ghost Shadow, and the ghost inside Zhang Han’s tattoo had all been subdued by the man in the relic, rendered powerless.

Accordingly, it seems this ghost must have killed Ouyang Tian and He Sheng to strengthen this insoluble ability.

As for the ghosts inside Ye Jun and He Yiming, they must have been taken by the Headless Ghost Shadow that was released earlier.

Three against three, hence the balance being restored. No wonder the Headless Ghost Shadow was so recklessly wandering around the village without any issues.

“The ghost within Ye Jun wasn’t taken by this man, but rather appeared in the Headless Ghost Shadow, which means Ye Jun’s death… harbors some oddity,” Yang Jian said, his expression growing stern.

Yang Jian gave a deep look at Feng Quan, who was hidden in the thick mist.

In secret, this guy had probably done a lot of unspeakable things.

Maybe there was an intention to help himself and the others, but it wasn’t without plans to harm them as well.

Fortunately, Yang Jian’s earlier move to release the Headless Ghost Shadow had turned the tide.

Otherwise, they would have certainly been doomed.

The man in the portrait before them could render the powers of three ghosts ineffective, and now that the number was satisfied, Feng Quan could take it on.

He had been waiting for this opportunity all along.

This opportunity to take control of the situation.

“You’ve outsmarted me, and I’ll admit my bad luck, but we’ve already finished taking the lead,” Yang Jian said, no longer willing to risk his life and instead retreated to the back.

He moved next to the coffin.

If Feng Quan failed, he would immediately enter this Ghost Coffin.

Although he didn’t know what purpose this coffin served,

if Feng Quan entered and wasn’t killed by a ghost, then he would be safe too.

So, Yang Jian unapologetically secured his escape first.

“…”

Feng Quan, in the mist, couldn’t help frowning deeply at this action.

This guy was cleverer than he had imagined.

Had he already guessed some of the uses of the Ghost Coffin?

“You don’t need to look at me; it’s your turn to perform. Of course, if you find my strategy improper, you can try to kill me. I’ve lost the power of the vengeful ghost and am now just an ordinary person… But if I die, the vengeful ghost revives, the balance is broken, can you handle it?” Yang Jian said with a taunting smile.

He was ready to push open the lid and lie inside at any moment.

Feng Quan wanted to quietly reap the benefits, but Yang Jian was not going to be polite and instead planned a preemptive strike.

Zhang Han had been completely restrained and couldn’t move; he now lay on the ground, struggling and wailing in pain.

Yang Jian’s Ghost Domain and the Headless Ghost Shadow were also suppressed, but he had found a way to survive and escape.

Now, the only one who could face the ghost head-on was Feng Quan.

Help?

Out of the question.

Feng Quan seemed to understand that Yang Jian was not going to help anymore; he had to confront the ghost on his own.

Without delay,

the mist around his body began to disperse, and then slowly started to fill the spirit hall.

A layer of dusky mist arose in the spirit hall.

It was like a heavy shroud of gloom.

All visibility was obstructed, and Feng Quan’s figure completely disappeared.

On the spot,

Yang Jian could only vaguely see the man in the portrait standing there.

But as the mist thickened,

the man in the portrait was gradually swallowed up too.

It became so dark around them that you could not see your hand in front of your face.

“This mist… it’s somewhat like the Ghost Domain,”

Yang Jian said, surrounded by it, not feeling harmed by the mist, but rather a sense of being lost.

Even inside the building, it was as if he would get lost.

“I can’t see anything around me; who knows if that ghost will appear next to me? If Feng Quan uses it to set me up, that would be bad.”

“I must be cautious at this time.”

Yang Jian kept his palm on the Ghost Coffin to ensure he would not get lost.

“Try lying inside. The outcome of Feng Quan’s struggle with this ghost doesn’t concern me, but I can’t afford to die here cluelessly.”

With that thought,

he immediately pushed open the coffin lid and climbed inside.

Without a moment’s hesitation.