The strange Grave Soil could bury vicious ghosts and force them into slumber. Now that the Grave Soil had been dug open, Feng Quan and Wei Jing were no longer restrained.
At this point, there were only two possible outcomes for them: either they successfully woke up, or their ghosts revived.
Yang Jian stood nearby, waiting for any movement from them. He was ready to act at any moment, especially against Wei Jing, codenamed Ghost Messenger. He posed a tremendous threat. At the first sign of revival, Yang Jian would not hesitate to pin him down with a coffin nail. He would not give him too much chance to cause trouble.
Sun Rui watched from the side as well. He was also curious whether the two were dead or alive.
As time gradually passed,
abnormalities began appearing around them.
The brightly lit hall suddenly dimmed for no apparent reason, as if a layer of darkness were gradually gathering and taking shape.
"Ghost Messenger's supernatural power is affecting the surroundings." Yang Jian's gaze shifted slightly, and he immediately understood what was happening.
He had dealt with Ghost Messenger many times and was very familiar with this kind of supernatural power.
And after he spoke, the nearby light dimmed another degree. Yang Jian and Sun Rui seemed to be standing in the middle of the night, able to see their surroundings only by the faint light cast by the lamps.
"If this continues, Ghost Messenger's Ghost Domain will form. If Wei Jing's ghost revives then, he won't be easy to contain." Leaning on his cane, Sun Rui remained very calm. He could not die inside the Ghost Post Office, so he was not worried about his own safety.
He was only worried that Ghost Messenger would be difficult to deal with after