At that moment, Yang Jian had endured one of Zhang Dong's supernatural attacks. All the supernatural power in his body fell silent, and without it sustaining him, his body immediately lost the ability to move. Fortunately, Ghost Child appeared at the critical moment.
Countless Ghost Children surrounded him. Though the air around him was frigid and sinister, he felt a trace of safety.
The joint attack from Luo Wensong of the Ghost Post Office and Luo Qian, the Graveyard Master, had been successfully blocked.
Otherwise, he would have dropped dead on the spot.
"I've kept you fed until now, so don't let me down. I don't expect you to kill them. Just stall for time. Once the time comes, we can leave this world, and then we'll be safe," Yang Jian said with difficulty, forcing his mouth open.
At the same time, Ghost Children pulled and carried his body away as though passing him along in a relay.
There was no point in him staying here. On the contrary, he would become a weakness for Ghost Child.
After all, if Yang Jian died, Ghost Child would disappear with him.
"Trying to secretly get me out of here in front of these Republic-era monsters won't be easy." Yang Jian watched Ghost Child's actions and felt that this would not be simple.
Luo Qian's Grave Soil had already sealed off the surroundings. That graveyard stretching beyond sight rivaled any Ghost Domain. The moment Yang Jian appeared, he would immediately be buried.
But he was now only a rigid corpse, incapable of doing anything. He did not forcibly interfere with Ghost Child's actions.
He absolutely could not casually give Ghost Child orders now.
Having eaten the human skin paper, Ghost Child could almost perfectly predict the future. Its abilities now definitely surpassed Yang