As Yang Jian deafened himself, the crying around him stopped abruptly. The whole world fell silent. He could no longer hear anything, and that eerie crying no longer entered his mind.
The terrifying ghostly crying no longer affected him either. It seemed everything had returned to normal.
"Damn, that works too?"
Yang Jian could not help cursing inwardly.
If that ghost thing kept crying for a while, death was practically guaranteed. He had never expected that making himself deaf would keep him from being affected.
If ordinary people had known that, they might actually have had a chance of surviving.
But it seemed to be too late now.
Yang Jian looked at Zhang Hao and the two women traveling with him. Even within the second layer of the Ghost Domain, he had failed to save them. The three lay on the ground with stiff faces, wearing sorrowful expressions frozen in mid-cry. They looked as though they had literally cried themselves to death.
Those rigid expressions sent chills down his spine.
"No, that's not right. Zhang Hao isn't dead." Yang Jian had assumed Zhang Hao was dead when he saw him lying there with that stiff expression, but he soon realized that Zhang Hao had merely lost control of himself. His life force was still there.
"How is that possible? The two women beside him are dead, so why is he the exception? He's obviously just an ordinary person."
Yang Jian was baffled.
But he could only keep that question to himself. This was not the time to worry about it. Although Zhang Hao was strange, at least he posed no threat.
"Is Xu Feng dead? Under this crying, unless he deafened himself and cut off all sound, even a top Ghost Tamer would die. The killing power of the ghostly