Hiding at the back, Zhang Wei went deathly pale. "We're done for! Leg Bro lost! He failed!"
Yue Yan'an turned ice-cold and stopped breathing.
She knew better than anyone what would happen if this desperate gamble failed.
The nine Ghost Eyes inside Yang Jian would become puzzle pieces for the Ghost Bride.
Then a true vengeful ghost would be born.
The pale Ghost Fire on Ye Zhen instantly surged.
He raised the Long Sword wrapped in water and fire with one hand, ready to slash at the Ghost Bride's head regardless of the consequences.
Even if it killed him, he had to forcibly interrupt this final part of the ritual!
Once the third bow was completed, Yang Jian would be reduced to a ghost slave forever!
In the shadows by the doorway, Zhang Xianguang, who had been watching coldly all this time, also frowned.
He drew his rust-covered saber.
Lin Cheng had specifically mentioned Yang Jian to him before. This man was important to Lin Cheng.
If something happened to Yang Jian right under his nose, the Peach Blossom Spring Project Lin Cheng had promised him might become very difficult to carry forward.
His lifelong ambition was at stake. Zhang Xianguang would not allow anything to go wrong.
His figure flickered as he prepared to force his way into this S-Rank paranormal clash.
Yet at the critical moment, just as Ye Zhen was about to swing his sword and Zhang Xianguang was about to act-
"Don't... inter... vene."
Yang Jian forced those words out of his throat.
Most of the Ghost Bride's paranormal power was occupied with resisting the ninth Ghost Eye.
Her control over Yang Jian seemed to have loosened, barely allowing him to regain the ability to speak.
Those words made Ye Zhen force himself to stop mid-charge.