Gao Ming knew Ji Zhe had misunderstood. He had not come here to deal with the Flesh-and-Blood Giant Tree, much less to take back Phobia. Phobia's Posthumous Photograph had grown to a point where it would be extremely difficult to exorcise. Only several Dream Ghosts working together might stand a chance.
"Phobia and I have fused deeply. I may not be the owner of the Posthumous Photograph, but I already count as part of it." Ji Zhe was one of the most ordinary children in Class Thirteen, neither valued nor acknowledged. On the surface, he was a carefree attention-seeker who seemed not to care about anything. In truth, he was very sensitive, and his outward extroversion was only a way to conceal his real self.
The oppressive presence of the Flesh-and-Blood Ghost God gradually faded. Gao Ming took a clay body he had found in Dreamfold Town out of the Execution House. "I respect your wishes, but I also want to give you the chance to choose another path. This body contains a mixture of my blood and a power called belief, which can make wishes come true. If you ever want to leave the Giant Tree, you can inhabit it temporarily."
Gao Ming never forced anyone to do anything. Everyone chose their own path.
Only after he walked out of the hollow in the tree did Gao Ming's heartbeat return to normal. Fear was the one emotion Hanhai had no shortage of now. The Flesh-and-Blood Giant Tree that Phobia and Ji Zhe had become had taken root in Hanhai, and even he felt a measure of pressure from it.
"This guy has the potential to become a Dream Ghost too."
Looking back, he saw that the Flesh-and-Blood Giant Tree resembled a new world made of fear. Its lush crown