Yang Jian's current state might still not be enough against a real ghost; he still needed to be cautious, and there was a risk of things going wrong. But within the circle of Ghost Tamers, he was unquestionably among the best. He could not claim to be one of the absolute top two, but he was certainly in the first tier. After all, he had only reached this point after several trials between life and death.
As for the others, like Pei Dong, they might have become Ghost Tamers earlier than him, but most of the time they had merely struggled on at death's door and wasted their days.
Now that he had appeared, it was like a wolf slipping into a flock of sheep, enough to make everyone afraid.
A Ghost Tamer who had controlled one ghost, unless they were an especially unusual case, was just an ordinary person before Yang Jian. And an ordinary person's chances of survival when facing a supernatural incident were easy enough to imagine.
So it was no surprise that the Ghost Tamer named Zheng Long had been instantly taken out by Yang Jian.
At this moment.
Pei Dong could no longer remain calm. His expression changed again and again. Faced with Yang Jian's forcefulness, he realized that his words had no effect whatsoever. This guy was clearly bent on crushing them, aggressive and suffocating—and in truth, Yang Jian was indeed doing exactly that.
He had killed one of them right from the start.
And that was while invading this Ghost Domain.
"Let's retreat. This Yang Jian is too terrifying. I think Fang Shiming probably already died at his hands. We may have numbers, but there's no need to keep fighting someone like him."
A figure spoke from within the dim building. Though they