The world of Mysterious Revival, in the front courtyard of the Old Mansion.
An eerie silence fell over the scene.
Zhu Zhuqing and Liu Erlong pressed against the courtyard wall, trembling uncontrollably.
They had watched a living person get skinned in an instant, had seen a Limit Douluo torn into scraps of flesh.
In their eyes, Ning Rongrong and Yu Tianheng were no longer human, but monsters more terrifying than the Fierce Supernaturals outside.
Ning Rongrong sat cross-legged on the ground with her eyes closed, fully focused on easing the conflict between the Ghost Skin and the Ghost Cabinet's blood within her.
Yu Tianheng leaned against a dead tree, circulating his soul power to slowly heal the wounds where his fingers had been severed.
Time ticked by.
In the distance, around the Ghost Bus.
Of the thirty-odd Fierce Supernaturals that had gotten off, some slowly walked deeper into the Old Forest and disappeared.
Others still wandered near the bus, as though waiting for something.
About ten minutes passed.
The agonizing pain in Yu Tianheng's fingers had subsided considerably.
He raised his head and looked coldly at Ghost Douluo, who remained on guard in midair.
"Come down. I won't kill you."
Yu Tianheng's voice was hoarse.
"Now that Bo Saixi is dead, the overloading crisis is over. There are enough seats on the bus, so there's no need to pay another price to kill you."
"You saw it through the Sky Screen too. Ghost Handlers have to pay a price to use their powers."
Ghost Douluo hovered in midair, his gaze wavering behind his mask.
He hesitated for a long time.
Floating in the sky was certainly safe, but it was no long-term solution.
Besides, in a place riddled with danger, befriending these two monsters who wielded paranormal power was far