"So that's how it is!"
Jiang Qiao's pupils suddenly contracted.
A tombstone!
In the dim blue light at the end of the burial passage, a bluish-gray stone tablet stood silently, its surface covered in mottled moss marks, as though it had endured the erosion of countless years.
And the female ghost that was taking shape stood beside the tombstone.
It had not fully formed yet.
Its body was half-transparent and blurred, like a clay figure being molded out of dense fog.
Yet even so, a terrifying pressure already swept over him like a tidal wave.
It was denser than the previous five times combined!
"Fuck!"
Without a second thought, Jiang Qiao unleashed Dual Pupils at full power!
Strike first to gain the upper hand.
Strike late and suffer for it!
He absolutely could not wait for the female ghost to fully take shape.
This ghostly thing grew stronger with every resurrection. By its sixth resurrection, it had become powerful enough to make even his heart pound with alarm.
If he waited for it to form completely, who knew what would happen.
It might truly bring about a life-threatening crisis.
Blue eyes began appearing wildly throughout the burial passage!
Dense and countless.
Layer upon layer.
Eyes vast as a sea of stars filled every inch of space. Even the air seemed to freeze beneath their gaze.
Thousands upon thousands of eyes opened at once.
Terrifying Gray Light surged within every single one of them.
The light was incomparably violent, carrying a savage momentum that seemed intent on crushing everything into dust.
Jiang Qiao's gaze erupted!
Gray Light exploded!
Using countless eyes as nodes, gray radiance poured forth from every direction, like tens of thousands of lasers striking at once!
He held nothing back.
He poured in every bit of Dual Pupils'