The red spear flashed forward.
At this distance, combined with the shroud of ghost fire, there was absolutely no chance of missing—unless the ghost before him was like the captain of the Ghost Ship and was immune to coffin nails. But ghosts like that were exceedingly rare. Yang Jian did not think he was lucky enough to encounter two in a row.
The next moment.
The spear pierced the figure within the ghost fire, and the terrifying suppressive power of the coffin nail revealed itself.
In the blink of an eye, the red spear nailed the vicious ghost to the wall behind it.
And this was no illusion. It had genuinely pierced straight through the vicious ghost.
"It succeeded that easily?" Yang Jian was instead somewhat stunned.
He knew the ghost before him was highly unusual. It had evaded the detection of the vicious dog and entered the world of Ghost Dream. Even in reality, it could ignore the Ghost Eye's surveillance.
Logically, a ghost of this level should not have been so easily dealt with.
With some doubt, Yang Jian walked toward the female corpse nailed to the wall. At that moment, he had the illusion that this ghost had not appeared to attack him, but to draw his attention. The timing of its appearance had been too coincidental—it had shown up precisely when he was about to take that Black Umbrella.
If those two things were connected, was the female corpse's true intention to stop him from taking the Black Umbrella?
But why would the female corpse stop him from doing that?
Was she worried that he would enter the sixth level of the ghost umbrella and become trapped there, unable to leave? Or did she think that touching the umbrella would be dangerous for Yang Jian and