The terrifying ghost wandered amid the ghost fire. Each time it passed by, the gloomy flames around it instinctively retreated, clearing a path for it. Even after the ghost had moved on, the ghost fire could not fill the places it had passed through, as if some incomprehensible supernatural power still lingered along that path.
Even hidden within the ghost fire, Yang Jian was still trembling with fear. Once he was found, he would be dead for sure.
If he only needed to hide, he would not have been so worried. The problem was that he also had to find a way to contain this ghost, and that inevitably required a direct confrontation.
"After being deceived earlier, this ghost seems to have learned from it. It isn't attacking recklessly anymore. My plan to lure it into fighting other ghosts doesn't seem to be going very smoothly," Yang Jian thought to himself. At that moment, the Ghost Eye on his forehead was no longer crimson, but had turned golden.
It had lost some of its eerie aura and gained a trace of divine mystery.
"There's no point dragging this out any longer. My Ghost Fire Ghost Domain is practically being torn apart already. If I delay any further, I won't get another chance to act."
Yang Jian took a deep breath and resolutely walked toward the ghost codenamed Captain.
His figure was blurry and indistinct, shrouded in ghost fire. From afar, it was impossible to tell whether he was human or a ghost hiding within the flames.
Captain did not care. Any figure that appeared near it, whether ghost or living person, had to endure its fatal attack. This thing held a cursed red spear that could dismember ghosts with a casual swing.
It could be said that it was a