"Now everyone can see that the ghost is indeed trapped in the Ash Urn. My suggestion is to put the Ash Urn into the Golden Container to contain it before the ghost moves," Yuan Hongfei proposed.
Zhang Yuwei frowned. "There are just too many Ash Urns. How can our Golden Containers possibly be enough? Even if we put ten or eight Ash Urns in a single Golden Corpse Bag, we still wouldn't be able to handle this situation."
Bai Yang said, "I've observed it carefully just now. I think the lit candle on top is more important than the Ash Urn. Once the candle goes out, the Ash Urn won't be able to suppress the Fierce Ghost inside."
As the densely packed Ash Urns drew closer, and it was impossible to determine whether each Ash Urn contained a ghost, Yuan Hongfei's suggestion was actually the most appropriate: to contain the Ash Urns while they remained still.
"Instead of waiting passively, we should take the initiative. If the candle really goes out, the ghost inside will come out, and we should strike first!" Yuan Hongfei said.
"Your plan is really simple and crude, but it should be effective," someone commented from the side.
"The simpler and more direct the better. There's no need for a meticulous plan. Simplicity will lead to a higher success rate. Otherwise, are you planning to fight a battle with the ghost in the Ash Urn?" Yuan Hongfei retorted.
"Alright, there's no better way right now, let's do as Yuan Hongfei said." Fu Youhua made the decision. He was currently sitting in the monitoring room, closely watching the changes on the sea. He had heard all the discussions among the Ghost Tamers and could adjust the plan in a timely manner.
Upon hearing his words, the Ghost Tamers began to act. To be fair, while the candles were still burning, the Ash Urn was indeed not very dangerous; it was easy to grab it.
However, as the Ash Urn drew closer to the Zhanying, the agitated sounds emanating from inside grew louder, and the greenish-blue flame of the candle began to become unstable.
The crowd's expressions changed slightly; this meant that they didn't have much time left.
They no longer concealed their strengths and used their own methods. Zhang Yuwei created a large number of bubbles to block the Ash Urn from moving forward, while quickly stuffing them all into the Golden Corpse Bag.
In special circumstances, a bag might be crammed full. If the Ash Urn is truly filled with ghosts, what will be done once it's back at Headquarters? Imagine opening a bag and a dozen ghosts running out...
Not every body bag can be filled, because the green candle flames on some large Ash Urns are too fragile. They go out on the spot after being put into the Golden Container, immediately showing signs of the Fierce Ghost Revival. The Ghost Tamer can only immediately seal the Golden Container and dare not open it to put in any more new Ash Urns.
Hu Jiu was also collecting the Ash Urns, his hands moving slowly and silently, creating several black holes on the distant sea. At the center of each black hole was a black talisman to attract Fierce Ghost. When the vast Ash Urns passed by the black holes, they were sucked in instantly.
"There seem to be quite a lot of Ash Urns from a distance, but up close, they don't seem to be that many," Huang Jingxing said with surprise.
Upon hearing this, others also noticed the phenomenon. There were indeed many Ash Urns floating towards the Zhanying, but not as many as expected. The densely packed, greenish-blue specks of light became increasingly sparse as they drifted over.
Bai Yang stared wide-eyed into the distance. "Many Ash Urns mysteriously disappeared along the way. I don't know if this phenomenon is good or bad."
"Don't think too much about it, just take it one step at a time," someone offered words of comfort.
"The green flame on this candle is quite interesting. It seems to have no heat at all. Could it be some kind of Ghost Fire?" someone suddenly said.
"It's not Ghost Fire," Zhang Yuwei said with absolute certainty. "The Ghost Fire contained by Headquarters has the property of burning away Supernatural. Once Fierce Ghost gets stuck to it, it's hard to extinguish until it burns the machine to death."
"The flames on these candles are too fragile, and it seems like they don't burn anything," Zhang Yuwei said, placing a strand of her hair on the candle flame. Sure enough, the hair remained hair and didn't catch fire.
Seeing this, the crowd began to discuss it casually.
"Perhaps it's another kind of Ghost Fire'- the-wisp?"
"Actually, these green candle flames are less like flames and more like flickering lights..."
"When the light goes out, the ghost in the Ash Urn will come out. How about we call this thing 'Ghost Blows Out the Light'?"
Since not many Ash Urn drifted over, the tense atmosphere on the ship eased somewhat.
"Let's get down to business first. This isn't the time for a seminar. We can talk about other things after we get through this crisis." Yuan Hongfei's expression was unfriendly.
He had barely finished speaking when someone retorted, "We're doing serious business right now. If we're all unfortunately killed in this operation, we need to try and leave behind enough crucial information so the other Ghost Tamer at Headquarters aren't completely clueless. How can we analyze useful intelligence without studying and discussing it?"
"What a load of sophistry!" Yuan Hongfei, sounding somewhat agitated.
The people he had been chatting with rolled their eyes at him. To be honest, they were just relaxing by chatting.
Just then, something unexpected happened. The candle on a large Ash Urn was about to go out, and the hissing scratching sound turned into a banging. The Ash Urn was shaken and trembled as if it might shatter at any moment.
Zhang Yuwei's hands were sweating profusely; she immediately went to dispose of the dangerous Ash Urn.
Click--
It's too late.
A terrifying, Supernatural aura erupted, making the scene quite horrifying. However, this was to be expected; with so many Ash Urns containing ashes, it was inevitable that a few would slip through the net. Even worse, some might have already extinguished their candles before reaching the vicinity of the Zhanying, Fierce Ghost Revival.
"Hopefully it's a tangible, vengeful Fierce Ghost, not too troublesome," someone couldn't help but mutter.
The Ash Urn shattered completely, and black smoke billowed out in an instant. Sure enough, a ghost emerged from it, which looked like a shriveled corpse with only its upper body remaining, emanating black energy.
"Take advantage of its recent revival and act quickly!" Zhang Yuwei took the lead and rushed forward, surrounding the ghost with large bubbles.
The ghost's form froze, as it struggled against the Supernatural within the bubble.
In a flash, the others also joined in, unleashing a fierce barrage of attacks on the Fierce Ghost.
Zhang Yuwei's forehead veins throbbed. The black aura emanating from that ghost was extraordinary, and she felt her heart pound with fear. Fortunately, all the Ghost Tamers were truly united this time, and in less than half a minute, the thing that had just crawled out of the Ash Urn was beaten into silence, as if it had completely crashed.