Piled-up corpses covered the entire third floor of the Caesar Hotel.
Every path had been submerged.
Yang Jian stood atop corpse after corpse, his expression especially grave, because the vicious ghost opposite him had already set its sights on him.
The vicious ghost rose again from among countless corpses, looking completely different from before. This time, it appeared as a lifeless old man with thinning hair.
"It's impossible for this vicious ghost to kill me quickly, but if I keep fighting it for too long, I'll definitely be the one at a disadvantage. So..."
Yang Jian looked toward the only source of light here.
It was where the furnace stood.
Even under the influence of the vicious ghost, the fire within the furnace continued to burn. It simply wasn't enough to ignite the corpses.
"Can't waste any more time. I need to act quickly."
Without another word, he strode rapidly toward the furnace.
The ghost stood motionless some distance away, its head turning slightly as it followed Yang Jian's movements.
Yang Jian did not stop. He quickly stepped across the corpses, continuously drawing closer to the furnace.
But at that moment, his footing slipped, and he nearly fell.
Looking down.
A female corpse that had been dead for a long time was tightly gripping his ankle, preventing him from moving forward. Moreover, the corpse was slowly sinking, seemingly intending to drag Yang Jian down with it.
The surrounding corpses stirred, gradually closing in on Yang Jian.
As they sank, countless corpses tried to reenact the earlier scene, burying and swallowing Yang Jian so that he could never break free again.
The ghost shadow beneath Yang Jian's feet struggled free from the female corpse's grasp and continued forward.
Yet it was not only that female corpse. The other corpses also seemed