The ghosts were reviving; Hell on Earth.
Eight large, twisted black characters appeared on the dark brown human-skin paper.
It was both a prophecy and an established fact.
Moreover, those few words conveyed a profound sense of despair and darkness.
Clearly, the future would be an era filled with the supernatural. As supernatural incidents ran rampant, terror and danger would fill every corner of the world. Ordinary people living in this world would be no different from living in hell, forced to live in fear every day and guard against ghosts suddenly appearing beside them at every moment.
In such an environment, even staying alive could drive a person insane.
Few people could live under such immense pressure.
If the advent of the supernatural era could not be stopped—or rather, if the supernatural era could not be ended—then this world would be slowly dying.
Perhaps one day in the future, the supernatural and Ghost Tamers would reach a relatively balanced state again. But before then, no one knew how many people would die.
"That really isn't an uplifting answer." Yang Jian fell silent for a while before slowly speaking.
The others beside him fell silent as well. Jiang Yan and Zhang Liqin, especially as ordinary people, were trembling all over. Yang Jian, the person they relied on, would face the problem of ghostly revival in nine days. Even if Yang Jian could survive by lying in the ghost coffin, that would mean he would no longer protect them or Dachang City.
When that time came, terror would strike again.
And that moment was not far away. It would only take ten days or half a month.
"The future it reveals can be changed. According to its prediction, Captain, you were supposed to die from ghostly revival nine days from now.