Even the cold detachment that marked him as a Ghost Handler had disappeared.
Human emotions-joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness-returned to him after a long absence.
The only thing that reassured him was the black fierce dog standing faithfully at his feet, larger than an adult human and radiating a savage aura.
The supernatural power of the ghost dream was still there!
It was Yang Jian's only support in this world of consciousness.
Nearby, a male passerby in red turned and saw the monstrously oversized, hellhound-like creature. He screamed in terror and scrambled away.
Then several girls paled at the sight of the fierce dog and ran away screaming. The entire street instantly descended into panic.
Yang Jian ignored these passersby constructed from memories.
He frowned, his mind racing.
"This is deep inside Zhang Lei's memories. Why would his subconscious construct a scene of Dachang City?"
Just as Yang Jian puzzled over this...
Something suddenly changed!
Without any warning, the clear sky turned a deep blue.
That was the color of Lin Cheng's ghost domain!
The deep blue lasted only seven seconds before vanishing instantly, and the sky returned to normal.
But then another seven seconds passed.
The sky turned deep blue again, and Yang Jian's pupils contracted.
The world was remarkably precise. Yang Jian counted silently-exactly seven seconds. It was Lin Cheng's ghost fish!
The deep-blue sky appeared seven times, like some kind of countdown.
The instant the seventh expanse of deep blue disappeared...
Crack!
All of Dachang City-the streets, the buildings, the screaming passersby, even the sky-turned into countless glass fragments in an instant and shattered with a thunderous crash!
Yang Jian suddenly found himself in an empty darkness.
Without the ghost dream beside him, he would have suspected that he, too, would shatter along with this space.
But