"Manager Ji, can we take them all back now?"
Time was still frozen.
With one cursed object—especially a time-based one—three layers of time stacked together should last no more than three minutes.
City Central Hospital was already a complete mess. Once time resumed, the agonized wails and cries would likely pierce the clouds.
Leaving was a good choice.
Gu Xingjian seemed to have become a mediator. He held the secrets of both men and knew each of their goals well, using an extremely precise strategy to bring the conflict to an end.
The Tenth Supervision Event had lifted a stone only to smash its own foot.
Heavenly Sea had granted Ji Li the authority to deal with ghost entities as he pleased. Through certain loopholes in the rules, as long as he did not release every ghost from the Heterochromatic Eyes, he could retain the right to use them indefinitely.
And that had become his greatest trump card at this moment, whether against humans or ghosts.
After all, once the five branches had been assembled, the number of ghosts he could summon and dismiss at will had reached an unprecedentedly terrifying level.
Branch No. 1 had also become a shell in name only. This was a ritual of vengeance for Tong Guan, as well as a repayment of the debt in Ji Li's heart.
Now, Gu Qingyun was dead. Lan Yu was dead. Branch No. 1 was gone.
"I don't owe you anything anymore."
Ji Li turned back and glanced at Tong En and A Jing, who were still standing where they were, his voice utterly devoid of emotion.
At the same time, one twisted figure after another began appearing behind Ji Li.
They bared their fangs and claws, each in a different form, but they all made the same