The Extinguished Ghost Candle

"Are you kidding me? One of them is already dead?" Zhang Han was dumbfounded. He couldn't even hear the struggle of the Ghost Tamer inside.

Even a toad will hop a few times before it dies, or at the very least, it will twitch its leg.

Zhao Kaiming sneered, "Who can you blame but yourself for courting death? Do you really think you can act recklessly just because you control a ghost? This is a ghost in full resurrection. The incident has been classified as S-class. The ghosts on you people are not even in the same league."

"Once they're targeted, they're doomed. They don't even know their own limitations. They should know that Ye Feng is finished."

Hearing his words and seeing what had just happened, the others felt a chill run down their spines.

Wang Xiaoming saw this as well, but remained unmoved, simply saying, "Keep moving forward, and stay away from the door next to you. Don't touch it."

"Go on forward? Professor Wang, if we continue like this, we might all die here. Shouldn't we think of another way?" Sun Yi said fearfully.

Wang Xiaoming said, "You will die, and I will die too. I'm just an ordinary person, and I'm not afraid. Why are you afraid?"

That's not how it works! You're a renowned professor, and I'm a poor guy struggling to pay off my mortgage. How can you be the same? Sun Yi was heartbroken, feeling that he was most likely going to die here too.

The demons here kill people without even taking a breath.

Seeing Wang Xiaoming continue forward without hesitation, the others had no choice but to follow.

"Yang Jian, think of something. This can't go on. One Ghost Tamer has died in just over ten minutes. If this continues, we might not be able to leave this hospital." On the way, Zhang Han leaned closer and said in a low voice, "Wang Xiaoming is being reckless. We can't let him be reckless."

"Actually, he's not wrong. If we don't solve this paranormal event, we'll all die. It seems like we have many choices, but in reality, we have none. We can only fight to the death," Yang Jian said calmly as he pushed the cart.

"But it's never right to sacrifice oneself in vain," Zhang Han said. "If you're going to risk your life, you have to choose the right direction."

Yang Jian, "Wang Xiaoming is currently searching for a direction. Do you think that person died in vain? No, Wang Xiaoming is using that person's life to test the ghost's behavior patterns. It's just that the person was a bit weak, or perhaps the ghost was a bit powerful, and died a bit faster than expected."

"What? Is that so?" Zhang Han looked surprised and somewhat incredulous.

How could Wang Xiaoming be so heartless as to use our lives for experiments?

"There's no need for that. As long as you survive the ghost attack, everything will be fine. If you don't survive, you can't blame anyone else," Yang Jian.

Moreover, those bluish-black arms just now looked like a child's arms, which is the second stage of the Ghost Infant.

Perhaps it lies between the second and third stages.

In short, it is absolutely impossible to reach the third stage.

In other words, there is more than one ghost here.

"My Ghost Eye are becoming increasingly blurry, corrupted by this dark blue-green color. In the contest between us, my Ghost Eye are at a significant disadvantage and are currently being suppressed." The red world within Yang Jian's Ghost Eye was rapidly disappearing, gradually returning to a dark blue-green world.

The Ghost Eye was drowsy, wanting to close its eyes, and even somewhat out of control, as if it wanted to fall into a deep sleep forever.

Normally, this would be good news for him, but now, it's clearly very bad news.

"Wang Xiaoming, wait a minute."

After walking for a while, they still couldn't get out of the passage. At this point, Yang Jian also discovered that the Ghost Eye had closed, and had no choice but to call out to the others.

"What is it?" Wang Xiaoming asked.

Yang Jian, "I'll lead the way. If we keep going like this, we'll never get out of here. Although we haven't been bewitched, we're certain that everything here has been completely altered under the influence of the vengeful spirits. After walking so far, who knows where we are?"

"Yang Jian, do you have any good ideas? Hurry up!" Sun Yi said anxiously.

Without hesitation, Yang Jian took out the Ghost Candle from his backpack.

"You plan to use it now?" Wang Xiaoming frowned. "There are still two-thirds left; it won't last much longer."

As the developer of the ghost candle, he was naturally well aware of its function.

But he felt that this stuff should be used to deal with the source of the problem; in the absence of external assistance, it was the last strategic resource.

"Now doesn't seem like the time to save money, and if I'm not mistaken, what you need to retrieve from your office is that finger," Yang Jian.

Wang Xiaoming calmly said, "That's right, we'll have a much better chance of winning if we get that thing."

"That's right." Yang Jian walked ahead and lit the ghost candle at the same time.

An eerie green flame flickered, illuminating the surroundings.

Immediately, the dark blue aura that filled the vicinity dissipated rapidly, and everything around regained some light.

The roads nearby are now clearly visible.

However, at this moment, Yang Jian discovered that the ghost candle in his hand was burning at an astonishing speed, as if it were accelerating, and began to burn rapidly. The emerald green flames crackled and sprang up, as if they were about to unleash all their energy to fight against something.

Only when the ghost candles were burning did everyone get a clear look at their surroundings.

The sight before them made them gasp in shock.

Below the sign that used to hang was not the door to the clinic; standing there were people with dark blue-black bodies, stiff and motionless—no, they could no longer be considered human; they were all growing Ghost Infant. They were real ghosts.

These Ghost Eye tightly closed, seemingly not yet awake.

It turns out that the clinic we saw earlier was entirely made up of ghosts. No wonder the person who kicked open the door died; it must have been a ghost that was awakened by that guy, and it was going to kill him instead.

"Whew!"

But the next moment, Yang Jian felt someone breathe near his ear.

In an instant, the ghost candle went out.

The surroundings were plunged into darkness once again.

"Impossible." Yang Jian stared in shock at the extinguished ghost candle in his hand.

This is the first time he has encountered a ghost candle going out since he obtained it.

Moreover, he was certain that it didn't extinguish itself; it was blown out by something forcefully.

That chilling aura was like a vengeful ghost breathing on your shoulder.

I looked in the direction from which the coldness emanated.

Yang Jian saw Zhao Kaiming's gloomy face.

Was he involved in what just happened?

Or did Zhao Kaiming use the power of his vengeful spirit to extinguish his own ghost candle?

"Follow me, everyone."

Before he could think further, Wang Xiaoming took the initiative and immediately ran forward.

The light emitted by the ghost candle had allowed him to clearly identify the path ahead and figure out how to get out of this haunted place.