At this moment, Yang Jian had successfully led Wang Chaling out of that bizarre supernatural space and back into reality.
The four deceased souls beside Wang Chaling had returned to reality with them as well.
In the end, Yang Jian had successfully brought Wang Chaling's father, mother, grandfather, and grandmother out of that building. Otherwise, without the inheritance of the deceased souls, Wang Chaling would have instantly fallen from captain level to an ordinary Ghost Tamer. Under such circumstances, weakening their own side was not a wise choice.
Therefore, Yang Jian had still put the bigger picture first, set aside some personal grudges, and chosen to help Wang Chaling.
"Judging from the current time, the King Organization's first attack should already be over. Whether we won or lost, there should be an answer soon. I don't really care about the others' situations, but I imagine quite a few people have already died in this battle."
Wang Chaling looked extremely weak. He spoke feebly, as if he had suffered severe injuries and still had not recovered.
"Casualties are unavoidable. But as long as they suffered heavier losses than we did, then we won this war," Yang Jian said calmly. He had long been mentally prepared.
"I can't take part in the next battle against the Kings," Wang Chaling said. "My physical condition is terrible right now. At most, I can help deal with supernatural incidents. For the next while, I need to find somewhere to recover. If I face a King-level Ghost Tamer in this condition, I'll definitely be killed."
After falling into the preacher's hands, he had used too much supernatural power to avoid being killed. His supernatural balance was now somewhat destabilized.
Fortunately, Wang Chaling had a way to delay the revival of the ghosts. His parents had told