The ghost in the coffin could not be confined.
Because confining it would trigger its second ability, something like a reset. It would abandon its current identity, assume another one, and appear before you again.
Yang Jian had already experienced this once in Huanggang Village, so he knew it clearly.
Since it could not be confined, all he could do was weaken its abilities, reducing the number of ghosts it could currently suppress from nine to six.
Only by lowering the ghost's level of terror would Yang Jian dare proceed with the next step.
And the best way to reduce the number of ghosts it suppressed was to remove the coffin nail Wang Xiaoming had left inside it.
As for why he had chosen that coffin nail as his target—
There was only one reason.
The coffin nail had been made from three ghosts that had crashed, combined with the power of the ghost coffin. Removing it would not cause any consequences. But if he removed any other ghost, without the ghost coffin's restraint after being taken out, it might turn around and kill the people on their side.
"My ghost abilities can still be used."
Yang Jian used his Ghost Eye to rapidly inspect the ghost before him.
He needed to find traces of that coffin nail.
Wang Xiaoming had not truly lost it. He must have used it to restrain this ghost, buying time for his escape.
So the coffin nail was very likely inside this ghost's body.
"Found it."
Suddenly.
Yang Jian spotted a pitch-black mark on the ghost's shoulder. The mark sank deep into that cold corpse, seeming to pierce through its shoulder and into its heart.
But what made his scalp tingle was this—
The coffin nail's shape had vanished. The black mark left behind