Yang Jian gripped the cracked spear tightly and stared fixedly at the medium that was constantly approaching.
This medium ignored the other figures blocking its path and passed straight through them, like a living person capable of moving independently, completely beyond anyone's control.
"The reason the fierce ghost from Room 301 could still move after I triggered the medium was because the ghost in Room 301 could invade back through the medium. It's like when I wield the Ghost Scissors: when the curse is triggered, there is an invisible thread. The Ghost Scissors cut that thread, preventing the ghost's killing rule from taking effect."
"Likewise, the medium triggered by the hatchet is also a kind of curse. If the other party possesses some special supernatural power, then while I trigger the medium against others, they may discover me as well."
Yang Jian's gaze shifted slightly.
Having dealt with supernatural phenomena for so long, he had witnessed many unbelievable things. By now, he roughly understood what was happening.
"So, the reason he came at me was most likely because, at the moment I triggered the medium, he thought he had been targeted. So he simply showed himself. He had no idea that my triggering of the medium covered a wide area and wasn't aimed at him alone."
"In other words, I bluffed this person out."
Yang Jian thought quickly. He rapidly formed a rough understanding of the situation, while quietly remaining alert.
Anyone who could invade back through a medium was undoubtedly terrifying. He could not afford the slightest carelessness.
Very soon.
The number of mediums blocking his view began to dwindle, and the figure moving through them became increasingly clear, gradually appearing before Yang Jian.
But he still could not clearly see what this medium looked like, because other figures