Dachang City, Paranormal Forum headquarters.
Lin Cheng held a cup of freshly brewed hot tea.
His gaze swept casually over the enormous Rosewood Bookshelf against the wall.
There were no books on it, only dozens of exquisite figurines arranged in neat rows.
Suddenly, Lin Cheng's gaze sharpened slightly.
His eyes fixed on the figurine in the very center, which was also the most ostentatious of the lot.
Just a moment ago, a large hole had opened without warning in the Ye Zhen figurine's chest, right where its heart should have been!
Lin Cheng set down his teacup, a trace of puzzlement flashing through his eyes.
He rose and walked over to the bookshelf, carefully examining the damaged spot.
"What did that idiot Ye Zhen do? How did someone pierce his heart?"
Lin Cheng frowned slightly, brushing his fingers lightly along the edge of the hole.
There was no unnatural chill, no decay.
There wasn't the slightest trace of paranormal power left on the wound!
All that remained was physical damage, as though something sharp had pierced straight through it.
"An attack that wasn't caused by a ghost?"
Lin Cheng rubbed his chin, then let out an incredulous chuckle.
"Could it have been those people transported here from the Douluo Continent?"
He knew Ye Zhen's delusions of grandeur all too well.
The man called himself Number One in Asia and insisted on striking every possible pose and reciting an entire set of embarrassing lines before a fight.
Given the circumstances, the idiot must have been showing off without using the paranormal power inside him, then carelessly allowed someone to catch him off guard!
"Interesting."
Lin Cheng shook his head and sat back down on the sofa, an amused smile curling his lips.
"Looks like those people from the Douluo Continent still haven't fully understood this world's fundamental rules."
"They think piercing someone's heart with a physical attack is enough to kill them?"
With the two ghosts Ye Zhen currently controlled inside him, plus that Long Sword whose touch meant certain death...
Anyone who angered Ye Zhen probably wouldn't survive another three seconds!
At the same time, in the dim corridor of No. 7 Middle School, Yang Jian was leading Ning Rongrong forward.
Suddenly, he stopped.
Without warning, the vertical eye on his forehead, which radiated scarlet light, began swiveling violently before fixing its gaze on the school gates!
He keenly sensed a ghost domain so dazzling it was uncomfortable forcefully battering the Knocking Ghost's blue-black haze!
The collision between the two terrifying paranormal powers caused faint distortions throughout the space within Seventh Middle School.
Then an outrageously arrogant shout pierced the overlapping ghost domains and rang out above the entire campus.
"You old door-knocking bastard! Come out and die!"
Hearing that familiar, embarrassingly theatrical line, Yang Jian's indifferent face showed a rare look of exasperation.
Why did Lin Cheng send this lunatic here too? Yang Jian thought, his brows tightly furrowed.
He knew how Ye Zhen operated. Once the man attacked, he would blanket a wide area without the slightest restraint.
If he let Ye Zhen fight an all-out battle against the Knocking Ghost here, the remaining student survivors inside Seventh Middle School would instantly be torn apart by the aftermath of those two powers!
"Change of plans. I need to get everyone out now." Yang Jian didn't hesitate.
He abruptly raised his hand. In addition to the scarlet vertical eye on his forehead, two more eerie red eyes opened simultaneously on the back of his hand and in his palm, the flesh peeling back around them!
All three ghost eyes opened at once!
Blinding red light erupted from Yang Jian's body!
One layer, two layers, three layers!
Three layers of red ghost domain overlapped, forcibly tearing a blood-red passage through the Knocking Ghost's suffocating blue-black haze!
Standing behind Yang Jian, Ning Rongrong was utterly dumbfounded.
She stared blankly as everything around her was instantly replaced by blinding red light.
The oppressive sensation that had seemed capable of driving people insane was forcibly pushed back by the red light and shut outside!
"A domain?!"
Ning Rongrong's eyes widened as she frantically tried to explain the scene before her with her limited knowledge.
On the Douluo Continent, domain skills were an incredibly prestigious distinction!
They were divine skills that only the greatest geniuses, or those with rare martial souls or soul bones, had any chance of mastering!
Yet this indifferent young man, who looked about her age, had unleashed a domain with a casual gesture!
Ning Rongrong's stunned gaze fell on the red eyes on Yang Jian's forehead and the back of his hand.
Could those red eyes be his body martial soul?!
Heavens, just what kind of monstrous genius is he?!
Ning Rongrong felt her entire understanding of the world crumbling.
Yang Jian paid no attention whatsoever to the girl's horrified expression behind him.
His ghost eyes swiveled rapidly, their scarlet gaze penetrating walls and floors before instantly locking onto a classroom deep within the first-floor corridor.
"Let's go," Yang Jian said sharply.
The red light flashed.
Ning Rongrong felt her vision blur and the ground vanish beneath her feet.
When she could see her surroundings clearly again, an even greater wave of shock surged through her!
Teleportation! He actually teleported with someone else! What kind of godlike ability was this?!
The moment she landed, desperate cries reached her ears.
"We can't get out! There are monsters everywhere outside!"
"Are we going to be trapped in this hellhole for the rest of our lives?!"
Several male and female students in school uniforms slumped on the floor, their faces deathly pale and their minds on the verge of collapse.
Amid that unbearably oppressive atmosphere...
A somewhat comical voice suddenly rang out.
"Don't worry, everyone! Stop crying! There's no way we'll be stuck here for the rest of our lives!"
Standing in the middle of the group, Zhang Wei thumped his chest and declared loudly.
"Because in another three days at most, we'll all have starved to death."
That morbid joke instantly choked off the other students' sobs.
They all fixed him with murderous stares.
Zhang Wei didn't care. As he turned his head, he happened to see Yang Jian appear in the red light.
"Holy shit!"
Zhang Wei's eyes widened like saucers. Then he scrambled over and clung tightly to Yang Jian's leg.
"My savior! You're finally here!"
Zhang Wei smeared tears and snot all over Yang Jian's trouser leg.
"You suddenly dropped out and disappeared a month ago! I thought you'd dropped dead in some shady internet café!"
Looking at his best friend clinging tightly to him...
The muscles in Yang Jian's perpetually cold, corpse-like face twitched slightly.
A rare flicker of human emotion surfaced in his eyes, and he shoved Zhang Wei away with a look of disgust.
"Get lost! You're the one who's dead!"
Yang Jian brushed at the wet patches on his trousers and frowned. "And stop wiping whatever's on you onto me."
Zhang Wei got up off the floor and patted Yang Jian's shoulder with a shameless grin.
"Relax, relax. That's not water at all. I pissed myself earlier. It's piss!"
The corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched violently twice.
Of course he knew Zhang Wei was spouting bullshit.
If Zhang Wei really had wet himself, Yang Jian's keen senses as a ghost controller would have picked up the smell long ago.
"Cut the crap," Yang Jian said with a cold snort.
"You should be glad I spent this past month away from school. Otherwise, every last one of us would have died here today."
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