"Was I seeing things, or did something really go wrong over there? Why was reality twisting?"
From atop a nearby building, Miao Xiaoshan stared in astonishment at the changes around the Peace Hotel, hardly believing her eyes.
"The clash of supernatural forces affected reality. Yang Jian is fighting that fierce ghost." Liu Qi also stared into the distance, carefully observing everything, unwilling to miss a single detail.
In their eyes, reality had long since warped and overlapped. At times, countless identical buildings appeared, filling that entire area. At times, every building was turned upside down. At times, countless copies of the same things appeared, continuously overlapping one another.
The figures of the fierce ghost and Yang Jian had long since vanished within it, buried beneath countless distortions of reality and impossible to glimpse again.
Only a brief moment had passed in reality, but a long time had already passed deep within that supernatural collision.
The supernatural clash was over.
Twisted reality returned to normal, and the Peace Hotel reappeared before their eyes.
Yang Jian stood before the hotel entrance, completely motionless, as though he had fallen asleep. Even the Ghost Eye on his forehead had stopped turning and become somewhat vacant.
"Let's go take a look." Seeing that it was over, Liu Qi immediately led Miao Xiaoshan away from the building.
They were not the only ones.
On the street nearby, Wang Shanshan, Zhang Wei, and Old Eagle quickly approached as well. They also wanted to confirm Yang Jian's condition.
"Be careful. The ghost may still be nearby. This place has changed drastically. That piece of red wood I had just shattered for no reason. It seemed to have lost the supernatural power sustaining it."
Old Eagle warned them not to let their guard down.
Very soon.
Everyone gathered, but