Yang Jian advanced through the darkness holding the Ghost Candle, the others following close behind as they prepared to use the locator to meet up with the lone Ghost Tamer named Qian Yi.
However, a mistake in their earlier actions had created a potentially enormous danger.
An invisible ghost was suspected to have slipped into their group.
Yang Jian was certain that the ghost was among them because he was holding the Ghost Candle, and it had yet to go out. The ghost could not have gone far from them; it had to be nearby.
Meanwhile, the ghost from the coffin was lingering in the darkness beyond five meters.
Ghosts followed them from both within and without.
Every step was filled with danger and despair.
Yet Yang Jian barely maintained that fragile balance.
Their group contained more ghosts than the other side, and they were not isolated, so they had suffered no casualties so far. That was the only good news.
However, as they continued onward, the ghost hidden among them could begin killing at any moment.
It all depended on who was unlucky enough to meet that ghost's conditions for killing.
Likewise, no one knew the killing pattern of the ghost within their group.
But Yang Jian was certain that the ghost he had released did not possess the basis for indiscriminate killing. It should only attack people who met certain conditions, and those conditions seemed rather strict. After all, there were five of them here, moving together, yet none had been attacked.
But they could not concern themselves with the ghost in their group right now. In fact, they needed it to follow them the whole way.
After all, the thing outside was even more terrifying.
The Ghost Candle in his hand continued to burn. Yang Jian did