Changing Locations

A ghost appeared?

The moment Wang Xiaoqiang made his move, Yang Jian immediately sensed the changes within the Ghost Domain.

If he hadn't noticed that a non-existent person had suddenly appeared in his territory, he wouldn't deserve to be alive now.

"Unlike other Ghost Tamer, this Wang Xiaoqiang can actually release a ghost directly from his body. It feels as if a ghost is forcibly hidden inside his body. This method of controlling ghosts is a bit different from other Ghost Tamer."

Yang Jian saw Wang Xiaoqiang walking towards him, his flesh and blood falling off his body.

The flesh that fell off wasn't normal human flesh; it was taken from someone else and forcibly sewn onto oneself.

It wasn't noticeable when he was dressed, but now that Wang Xiaoqiang had taken his clothes off, you could see what a disgusting body was hidden beneath his suit and shirt.

"This ghost is dangerous," Yang Jian mused.

However, shrouded in golden smoke, he couldn't make out the ghost's appearance. He only knew that a black humanoid silhouette was following behind Wang Xiaoqiang within the smoke.

"Yang Jian, to be honest, I loathe this body of mine. If I could, I would rather die than use the power of a vengeful ghost even once. But you really went too far today," Wang Xiaoqiang said coldly.

"It would be excessive for me to kill you all? You fired the first shot. Even if this goes to court, it would be considered self-defense."

Yang Jian slowly stepped out from the side. "Besides, how much do you know about my abilities? Even among Ghost Tamer, there are differences in ability, and unfortunately, my ability is rather unique."

"Everyone's ability to control evil spirits is unique; you're not an isolated case," Wang Xiaoqiang said.

Yang Jian smiled faintly, "What you said is very true. Everyone who has mastered an evil spirit and gained extraordinary power feels that they are special, but I personally still think that my abilities are more special than yours."

"Then what are we waiting for? Come on!" Wang Xiaoqiang stared intently at Yang Jian.

He couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was real or just a hallucination.

If it's an illusion created by a ghost, an individual wouldn't be able to tell the difference.

But there is one way to find out.

That is, wherever the bullet came from when he fired the shot, that's where his true form was.

Simple and effective.

Yang Jian looked around and said, "Don't pretend we're evenly matched. Actually, our fight was over from the very beginning. The ghost you released from your body does make me very wary, so the smartest thing to do is not to make direct contact with the ghost inside you, but to stay away from me and deal with you. Why bother fighting a ghost that can't be killed?"

"You wanted to see my abilities, didn't you? Since you're going to die anyway, I'll show you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a hideous gash suddenly appeared on his forehead.

A strange, scarlet eye circled within the flesh and blood, then suddenly emerged, emitting a faint red glow as it stared at Wang Xiaoqiang.

"Ghost Eye." Wang Xiaoqiang's heart skipped a beat.

All he knew was that Yang Jian's file stated that he controlled a ghost's eye, but he knew nothing about the eye's abilities.

And when Yang Jian opened his Ghost Eye.

The surrounding scenery immediately changed.

The original conference hall was suddenly enveloped in a layer of red light, and everything looked as if it were soaked in blood. Not only the room, but even the world outside the window had changed, also glowing red, and the sun could not be seen in the sky.

Only a crimson expanse covered the sky.

"This isn't the conference room anymore?" Wang Xiaoqiang's eyes narrowed, and he turned around sharply.

Really.

The golden smoke that had enveloped them had vanished without them noticing, the smoke bomb that Lei Hu had thrown on the ground was nowhere to be found, and the bodies of the people who had died earlier had also disappeared.

"You're quite sharp. This is definitely not the same meeting room as before. Since the location has changed, where do you think the ghost you just released is?" Yang Jian said.

"Impossible! How could you possibly do something like that? You can even send away ghosts?" Wang Xiaoqiang stared at Yang Jian in shock.

He looked around; everyone else looked panicked as well.

It seems they didn't expect their surroundings to change so suddenly.

Yang Jian, "Who said I sent the ghost away? I only sent you and me away. The ghost you released is still in the meeting hall. It has a very special ability, right? Although it's not very ferocious, it's quite good at self-preservation. If used flexibly, it can have terrifying destructive power."

"Especially for ordinary people."

As he spoke, he raised the gun in his hand and fired a shot into the sky.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, and a club shareholder's head exploded, causing him to fall to the ground.

He was shot and killed by Yang Jian from an angle that made it impossible for him to shoot.

However, in that instant, Wang Xiaoqiang immediately fired several shots in the direction from which the gunshots came.

Specialized bullets cannot be affected by the power of vengeful spirits. If the person in front of you is fake, then the direction from which the bullet comes must be real.

The others realized this too, Lei Hu, "Don't shoot at people! They're fake; the real ones are hiding there!"

Before he could finish speaking, the person next to him swayed like a building block, then collapsed to the ground with a wide-open head, eyes wide with shock and disbelief. What... what happened?

My heart was filled with doubt, but beyond that doubt, I felt even more fear and despair.

The next moment, a shadow slowly merged into Lei Hu's feet from the ground and gradually entered his body.

Lei Hu himself was unaware of all of this.

"Stop, Lei Hu."

Cold sweat broke out on Wang Xiaoqiang's forehead, and he waved his hand in acknowledgment.

"It's useless. You're firing randomly without even knowing my location. Even if you're trying to muddy the waters, you can't find my exact location. You can't even tell the difference between what's real and what's fake, so you're even less likely to be able to distinguish between illusion and reality. Your eyes can deceive you, but don't your ears?"

Yang Jian's voice came from another place.

The two of them looked over at the same time.

But he was sitting in a lounge chair.

That chair is a chair from the garden.

In other words, we're no longer inside the building; we're outside?

"Damn it, what the hell are you?" Wang Xiaoqiang was furious. "Without realizing it, you've even managed to change the positions of all of us?"

He couldn't quite believe it.

But some experience told him that those who could do this did indeed exist among vengeful ghosts.

Ghost Domain ~!

This ability, which almost exclusively exists in A-class vengeful spirits, is considered by the vast majority to be an unsolvable problem.

Regardless of whether it's Ghost Domain or not, the ghosts he released were wiped out before they even had a chance to show themselves. In this situation, there's no chance of winning. Anyone else would be doomed too.

Moreover, Wang Xiaoqiang dared not let the released ghost stay outside for too long.

If too much time passes, he doesn't know if the ghost will lose control.

"I've said enough nonsense. I'm a very busy person. Kill him," Yang Jian.

"What?" Wang Xiaoqiang was taken aback for a moment.

Then he suddenly realized something and turned around.

No one knew when, but Lei Hu beside him had turned deathly pale, his eyes closed, standing there motionless like a dead man.

And his hand had already grabbed his head.

Damn it, when did Yang Jian start controlling him?

"I really don't want to deal with Ghost Tamer like you personally, so the best way is to find someone else to do it for me, to avoid encountering anything strange," Yang Jian said.

"Click!"

With a soft sound, Wang Xiaoqiang's head was removed by Lei Hu, who was standing next to him, as if he were building blocks.

Wang Xiaoqiang, whose head had been removed, did not die immediately. Instead, he stared wide-eyed at Yang Jian, realizing a terrifying reality.

This Yang Jian definitely controlled more than just one ghost.

He controlled at least two ghosts!

"It's time to send you on your way."

Yang Jian saw his body fall to the ground before walking over and, not feeling safe, fired another shot into his head.

The skull split open.

Strangely, however, he did not find Wang Xiaoqiang's skull inside his head.

However, since it was already confirmed that Wang Xiaoqiang was dead, they didn't think much of it.