The darkness shrouding the training base dissipated, the terror departed, and light returned to the surroundings.
The morning sun shone down. In an open area within the base, the few surviving Ghost Tamers were all slumped on the ground, their faces filled with the joy of having survived a disaster.
Yang Jian still did not let his guard down. Instead, he chose to watch the darkness leave.
Until he was certain of his absolute safety, he would not relax his vigilance. A last-minute reversal might happen to others, but he would never allow it to happen to himself.
"Has that ghost left?" Only after seeing the darkness completely vanish from sight did he let out a breath and sit down as if all strength had left his body.
Though he was bathed in warm sunlight, Yang Jian could not feel the slightest warmth. Instead, an inexplicable chill ran through him.
Even now, he found it hard to believe that he had truly survived.
It had been far too difficult.
Of all the supernatural incidents he had experienced, this had been the most harrowing.
He had given everything he had. Simply surviving had already taken his utmost effort. The danger involved was beyond imagination; one wrong step meant death.
Especially when he had been competing with the ghost in numbers. The pressure alone had been enough to drive someone mad.
On one side, the ghost had been constantly killing people. On the other, he had needed to search through the darkness for the other Ghost Tamers.
Throughout that process, his nerves had been stretched taut every moment. Nor could he give up midway. The instant he gave up and the ghost killed enough people, this supernatural incident would become completely unsolvable.
"To imprison that ghost, we absolutely can't start from inside.