Some evidence suggested that Xiang Lan might not be dead yet.
Although only her head remained and it had been invaded by a vicious ghost, Yang Jian judged that her consciousness should still be there. She had not died completely, which was why she had not revived in this room.
Still, it was all speculation. Whether it was correct would have to be tested.
"Reviving this head carries risks. The one who wakes up might not be Xiang Lan, but a ghost," Tong Qian said. "We need to be prepared."
"Don't worry. If anything abnormal happens, I'll nail her down immediately," Yang Jian said.
Tong Qian nodded. "Then let's begin at once. We've already wasted quite a bit of time. If we drag this out any longer, the vicious ghosts might escape the Caesar Hotel. I don't believe this place can truly be sealed off by a single room."
Yang Jian said nothing more and immediately began to act.
The supernatural power of the Liar Ghost emerged.
As a frigid aura gathered, an illusory headless corpse gradually appeared before them. The corpse was not real, but as the boundary between illusion and reality was broken by supernatural power—
Illusion became reality.
Reality was altered.
A headless corpse truly appeared.
At that moment, the ghost shadow behind Yang Jian stood up, took Xiang Lan's dead head, and attached it to the neck of the headless corpse.
It had merely been placed there, yet the neck and head immediately fused together. Even the wound healed, leaving no trace behind.
The ghost shadow's most basic ability was to piece corpses together. Attaching a head was absurdly easy.
But after attaching the head, the ghost shadow did not retreat. Instead, it covered the corpse, then gradually seeped into Xiang Lan's body like a dense