Just as the information on the human skin paper had said.
Over the next few days, Yang Jian made no greater breakthroughs in his experiments. The time limit for sealing off Yin-Yang Road seemed to have reached its limit. At most, it could only be maintained for thirty years. No matter how Yang Jian stacked his Ghost Domains afterward, he could not surpass that limit. In fact, the later experiments became less successful each time.
Zhang Xianguang also noticed the problem and understood that Yang Jian's Ghost Domain had reached its upper limit and could no longer be expanded.
"Thirty years is already quite good. I think we can start carrying out the plan." Though it had not reached the expected result, thirty years of peace was still exceedingly precious.
If Yang Jian was still alive after thirty years, they could simply do it again.
Yet Yang Jian rejected Zhang Xianguang's suggestion. He said, "Thirty years isn't a short time, but we have the ability to do better. Why shouldn't we? Besides, we don't know what changes might occur during those thirty years. Maybe by then, you'll be dead, I'll be dead, and the second-stage plan will have failed too. At that point, who will create another thirty years of peace?"
"I've always been pessimistic about the outcome of supernatural events. I think either we don't do it, or we do it as well as possible. I want to double that time limit again—sixty years. What do you think?"
"Your Ghost Domain has already reached its limit. The duration can no longer be increased. I know that very clearly," Zhang Xianguang said.
Yang Jian fell silent for a moment.
The information on the human skin paper surfaced in his mind.
Did a vicious ghost resembling him truly exist inside that