Yang Jian already understood the effects of the ghost candle very well.
Just as Wang Xiaoming had said, once the ghost candle was lit, evil ghosts could not approach anywhere covered by its flame. A person within its light was absolutely safe.
But there was another point that required close attention.
The more terrifying the ghost nearby was, the faster the ghost candle burned. Under special circumstances, a single ghost candle could even burn out within minutes—or even dozens of seconds—greatly shortening the time one could remain safe.
Even when Yang Jian had faced the Door-Knocking Ghost before, the ghost candle had not burned this quickly.
But near the ghost beneath that streetlamp...
Its burning speed was already several times faster than it had been against the Door-Knocking Ghost.
And that signal meant only one thing: danger. Extreme danger.
Yang Jian retreated almost without hesitation.
After backing away a considerable distance.
The ghost candle's burning speed clearly slowed. The wavering flame, which had seemed ready to go out at any moment, returned to normal.
His sense of impending danger rapidly faded.
Yet the danger in Yang Jian's heart did not diminish in the slightest.
He had always assumed that it was merely a Ghost Slave within the Ghost Domain. It was dangerous, certainly, but to him now, it should have been insignificant.
Thinking of Tong Qian's reckless actions earlier, Yang Jian could not help secretly rejoicing. His previous vigilance and caution had saved his life. Otherwise, this rescue attempt might have cost him his own life.
"So this ghost is on a higher level than the Door-Knocking Ghost?"
"But that can't be right. If this ghost's danger level was really this high, why would it appear within the Door-Knocking Ghost's Ghost Domain?"
Yang Jian's gaze flickered as he watched from