He had no idea why Li Tianyang was so agitated.
Watching Li Tianyang break free of his grasp, He Zheng was shocked.
Before he could react, Li Tianyang vaulted over the stair railing and jumped straight down!
With a heavy thud, Li Tianyang slammed into the floor. Ignoring his injuries, he got up and scrambled toward the tall Offering Altar like a madman.
"Bamboo!! Bamboo!!"
"We're not looking for bamboo, but a candle!!"
Li Tianyang shouted excitedly and reached for the candles on the Offering Altar.
He knew the answer!
These candles could repel ghosts. That was why none of the ghosts had appeared on the first floor!
Otherwise, there was no explaining why the blue-robed ghosts had squeezed in from outside instead of simply breaking through the door!
Yet the instant he reached for the candles, he realized something.
The candles' ability to repel ghosts had to be limited, or the ghosts would never have been able to enter the second and third floors either. Or perhaps unlit candles were less effective.
Not only that, but not every candle could work. Otherwise, the "bamboo" on the scar would not have been a single stalk!
Which candle? Which candle could it be!?
Li Tianyang strained to examine the candles on the Offering Altar. With only one eye left, the world before him seemed drenched in blood.
That candle had to be among them, but there were too many candles on the Offering Altar. He had no time to check them one by one, much less light them all!
What do I do!? What am I supposed to do!?
Pushed to his limits, his mind working at its utmost, Li Tianyang felt as though everything around him had slipped into slow motion.
He Zheng was roaring, ghosts were leaping down one