Fang Shiming was dead?
At that moment, it was not only Jiang Shangbai and Wu Yun from the Friends Circle who found it unbelievable. Even Yang Jian, who had personally created this terrifying scene from within the third layer of the Ghost Domain, felt somewhat surprised.
In Yang Jian's view, Fang Shiming had been able to easily withstand even five layers of Ghost Domain. How could he possibly die so easily to an attack from the Ghost Hand?
Although Yang Jian knew that his Ghost Hand could now suppress three ghosts without a solution and silently invade a Ghost Tamer's body, Fang Shiming had not even used the Ghost Scissors at that moment, nor had he mobilized the ghosts within his body to resist in advance.
Could the suppression of three ghosts, combined with my restricting his movements and leaving him unable to fight back, have gotten him killed so muddleheadedly?
Yang Jian stared at Fang Shiming's corpse.
The corpse was real, not fake. Of that, he was absolutely certain.
"It's not impossible. Just like how I was inexplicably attacked by the Friends Circle people—I had no chance to resist before my head split open and I became a corpse on the ground. So what if he had three ghosts in balance? He still had to rely on the Eight Note Music Box's curse to extend his life."
"It's common for people in this line of work to suffer an unexpected reversal."
He thought to himself, and could only explain it that way.
It was not unusual for experienced Ghost Tamers to die in some seemingly insignificant supernatural incident. Unless one came into contact with ghosts, one would never know just how terrifying they were.
Just like the Ghost Hand in Yang Jian's possession now. If a supernatural incident broke