Of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, what was the best one?
Running away was the best strategy.
The moment Yang Jian sensed something was wrong, he slipped away first. So what if he had tamed two ghosts?
Before the unsolvable ability of the ghost before him, even taming three ghosts would make him nothing but a weakling. There was no difference at all.
He had finally managed to delay the revival of the evil ghosts and temporarily preserve his life. How could he carelessly die here?
The moment thick fog engulfed the mourning hall, he immediately climbed into the ghost coffin.
The inside of the coffin was dark and oppressive.
Other than that, there was nothing particularly unusual.
Instead, it felt a little uncomfortable, as though something beneath him was pressing against him.
No matter how he looked at it, it was just an ordinary coffin.
"Right, the lid isn't closed yet."
Yang Jian noticed that the coffin lid had not been shut.
The coffin and its lid should have been a set. Perhaps without one of them, the ghost coffin could not display its true purpose.
He immediately closed the lid.
Bang!
With a soft sound, the lid sealed tightly over the coffin.
All light vanished.
Lying inside the coffin, Yang Jian seemed to have been swallowed by darkness. Even with his eyes open, he could see nothing.
"Is that all?"
Then, he frowned.
He still felt nothing unusual. Everything remained perfectly normal.
Wait.
Suddenly.
Yang Jian sensed something strange.
He discovered that his body was slowly sinking, as if the coffin beneath him was continuously caving in.
No, that was wrong. His body was not sinking. It was disappearing.
Yang Jian's body was melting away bit by bit. During this process, he felt neither pain nor death. There was not