Inside the red dye vat, merely because Yang Jian had leaned closer for a look and left behind a reflection, a vicious ghost identical to him actually walked out of the vat.
The ghost looked exactly like Yang Jian. Its height, appearance, and even the traits of the ghosts he had controlled were all identical. The only difference was its skin color.
Its color matched the dye inside the vat, thick and red, like a freshly skinned corpse dripping with blood.
But that was not what concerned Yang Jian. What concerned him was that this ghost could even manifest the Ghost Eye, Ghost Shadow, and even the Ghost Hand that he controlled.
Imitation? Replication?
Or was it a supernatural reflection that belonged solely to Yang Jian?
It was still impossible to tell.
"Don't get close to the dye vats. Once you leave your reflection beside one, a vicious ghost identical to you will emerge. This ghost seems capable of copying the other ghosts you control as well."
Yang Jian had grasped the situation and issued another warning.
The blood-soaked ghost stared at Yang Jian with a strange gaze. It was not the way a normal person would look someone over, but carried an inexplicable savagery.
"Even a ghost cannot perfectly disguise itself or imitate a living person exactly. There must be differences."
Yang Xiao said calmly, "So its appearance and form are not the key. The key is to what extent this ghost can imitate the ghosts you control. If it surpasses you, then the situation will become dangerous. Zhang Xianguang and I cannot contend with such supernatural power. If this truly is pigment from the ghost painting, then we could be erased."
"The reason we exist is because we were painted with this pigment. A painting can be painted