In the darkness, Yang Jian and Ye Zhen joined forces against the endless supernatural dangers around them.
Once these two top Ghost Tamers of the supernatural circle cast aside their differences and actively cooperated, the results were far better than imagined. When they had fought alone before, they had risked being worn to death, but now that they had joined hands, they were gradually able to withstand the dangers around them.
The number of times Yang Jian had to restart dropped sharply, while the supernatural injuries on Ye Zhen's body gradually vanished under the power of his Substitute Ghost.
Feeling their conditions steadily improve, the two of them finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"I said it long ago. If we joined forces, nothing under heaven could threaten our safety," Ye Zhen said with a laugh. His confidence had returned, and he was once again full of vigor. His previous misery and dejection had been swept away.
The grimness on Yang Jian's face did not lessen at all. "It's too early to celebrate. Although we can resist the dangers around us by working together, the situation aboard the Ghost Ship is far worse than we imagined. The ghosts in the cabin have not been completely released yet. You should have felt it too—the frequency of the ghosts' attacks is still increasing."
"Only when we endure until the attacks become less frequent can we say that we have truly survived this danger."
"You are Yang Invincible. Since when did you become so hesitant? That is not your style. At a time like this, you should be more confident. The strong do not fear failure; what they fear is a weak heart. As long as one's heart remains invincible, even one or two failures amount to nothing."
Ye Zhen seriously lectured Yang