Yang Jian seemed to have given He Tianxiong a chance, but he showed absolutely no hesitation when he acted. He understood the terror of ghosts better than anyone. Any minor mistake could cost him his life, so this time, he would not even give his opponent a chance to test him.
After all, He Tianxiong's ghost was also an unusual existence. He could not be given too many opportunities.
The red light of the fifth-layer Ghost Domain abruptly spread ahead, engulfing He Tianxiong completely.
This eerie power derived from the Ghost Eye could send even ghosts away. It had even instantly killed Zhang Jian before.
Yet this time, something incomprehensible happened.
He Tianxiong stood where he was, his face filled with terror, but he himself had not suffered any harm. Judging by his expression, even he seemed somewhat surprised.
"Nothing?" Yang Jian's gaze sharpened.
He Tianxiong first let out a breath of relief, then looked toward an inconspicuous corner beside him with immense gratitude.
Yang Jian noticed that movement.
He immediately spotted a battered cloth doll lying in the direction of He Tianxiong's gaze, more than half of its body gone. Though the mutilated doll was unremarkable, the instant he noticed it, he understood what had happened.
"You really can bear to part with it. You actually used a substitute-death cloth doll to die in your place once. Do you people in the Friends Circle have a lot of these things? You can already squander them like this?"
Such eerie cloth dolls could redirect a ghost's attack and save one's life in an extremely perilous situation. Yang Jian had used one during the Ghost Messenger incident at the training base. Though he had not used it himself, its effect had been excellent.
He Tianxiong said nothing. His head was still