The Motionless Corpse

After piercing the ghost's neck with his withered fingers, Yang Jian didn't even have time to wait for the outcome. He had to seize the last bit of time the ghost candle was burning to deal with what happened next; otherwise, even if he succeeded, he and his people would still die, making it completely meaningless.

He felt the restlessness of his body reviving subside.

The ghost candle's flame not only suppressed the other ghosts, but also suppressed the revival of its own Ghost Eye.

The last eye never grew back.

As long as he doesn't fully recover, he still has a chance to recover. After all, he controlled two ghosts before and could barely maintain the balance.

Rushing to Zhang Han's side, Yang Jian didn't rush to save him first, knowing he couldn't pry open that bloody hand with his own strength. Instead, he looked directly at the dark shadow beneath Zhang Han.

The last flickering flame of the ghost candle was still dancing.

Taking advantage of the brief moment of suppression, Yang Jian deliberately made contact between the Ghost Eye in his hand and the Ghost Shadow.

He felt an eye being peeled away from his body and into the ghostly figure.

This peeling is very brief.

After one of the Ghost Eye was peeled off, Yang Jian felt much lighter, and at the same time, the last flame of the ghost candle was completely extinguished.

The suppression has disappeared.

The ghostly figure went out of control again, but it was too late. A Ghost Eye had already entered the ghostly figure's body. Before it had its own body, the ghostly figure could not possess the Ghost Eye. Only when it possessed Zhang Han's body would the Ghost Eye no longer be a suppressor, but a body accessory given to it.

It can be said that this moment was extremely dangerous.

If Zhang Han dies, the ghost will go out of control, possess Zhang Han's body, steal the ghost inside Zhang Han's body, and then steal its own Ghost Eye.

An unknown terror is about to unfold once again.

This kind of terror will be no less than Ye Feng's just now, and may even surpass it.

At that time, Yang Jian could proudly announce before his death, "See this ghost? It's powerful, right? That's right, I raised it."

Then, when other Ghost Tamer make contact with Yang Jian, they will not hesitate to curse his ancestors for eighteen generations.

At this moment, a strange red eye on the dark, ghostly figure began to glow, somewhat restraining the out-of-control ghost.

But that's not enough.

It would take at least five Ghost Eye to control this thing.

Ignoring the extinguished ghost candles, Yang Jian quickly transferred his Ghost Eye to the ghostly figure, using these eyes to tightly restrain it. This also reduced his own burden, allowing the ghostly figure to bear most of the consequences of the ghost's resurgence, thus enabling him to barely return to his previous state.

The process was somewhat dangerous, but fortunately, the ghostly figure was mindless and attacked Zhang Han.

Zhang Han, who also controlled two ghosts, was not so easily controlled and could still struggle and resist. However, if the ghosts turned to attack him, Yang Jian in this state would most likely die.

When Yang Jian's fifth Ghost Eye successfully transferred to this ghostly figure, everything was settled.

The open Ghost Eye were like five nails, pinning the ghostly figure to the ground, unable to move.

At the same time, the black shadow gradually peeled away from Zhang Han's body, preventing it from obtaining a body.

Zhang Han felt the thing controlling him disappear. He immediately released his arms, gasped for breath, and coughed violently.

He almost strangled himself just now.

If I die like this, my colleagues will definitely laugh at me.

"Did it succeed?"

Zhang Han rubbed his neck, which was in excruciating pain, and his voice became hoarse.

"I don't know. I can only say that the situation has stabilized for the time being. As for anything else, we'll have to see how things go."

Yang Jian also felt his physical condition recover at this time.

However, it also has four eyes on its body.

It's unclear how many more times the vengeful spirit's power can be used. Once the Ghost Eye revives, the ghost's shadow probably won't be enough to hold it off.

This time, Yang Jian pushed himself to the limit.

Zhang Han glanced at the motionless Ye Feng and breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems to have worked, otherwise it would have already started attacking you by now. How did this ghost come about? Why did it take Ye Feng's appearance and even control the two ghosts that originally belonged to Ye Feng?"

"Who knows, but I have a feeling this isn't over yet."

Yang Jian saw things that Zhang Han couldn't see with his Ghost Eye.

Outside this Ghost Domain, the gathered third-stage Ghost Infant had not yet dispersed. Although they were all still, it was only because there were no targets around them, not because Ye Feng was being restrained.

The terror continues.

"Quickly pack this monstrosity up and get out of here," Yang Jian. "What about the container?"

He glanced around and spotted the Gold Box on the cart.

Without hesitation, he pushed the cart into the Ghost Domain and then came to the dead Ye Feng.

"I'll help you." Zhang Han felt a little better at this point and immediately stood up to help Yang Jian move Ye Feng's body.

Even though the corpse was motionless, it still inspired fear.

Because if this corpse moves, it will eat people.

"Yang Jian, should we take this shroud off? It's too dangerous for this ghost to wear it. I suggest we store it separately, at least so the vengeful spirit doesn't wear it. Otherwise, we won't be able to deal with it next time."

Zhang Han looked at the burial shroud and said with a headache.

Yang Jian's eyes flickered slightly. "That makes sense."

"Don't do it yourself. This shroud is eerie. We can't afford any more trouble. I'll use Ghost Shadow to take it down."

These burial clothes caused him a lot of trouble.

Whether worn by a human or a ghost, it poses a hidden danger.

The ghostly figure coalesced into two hands, attempting to untie the burial shroud and pull it off the vengeful spirit.

But just as he unbuttoned one of the buttons on the burial shroud, the dead Ye Feng's hand twitched, and his pupil-less eyes moved, looking at Yang Jian.

"Damn!" Zhang Han was startled and quickly took several steps back.

Yang Jian's expression turned serious. "It seems this shroud cannot be touched. I estimate that the shroud and the ghost tooth have maintained a balance. Once it is removed, the remaining ghost tooth will be completely controlled by the vengeful ghost. A ghost controlled by a ghost is essentially in a fully awakened state, and this finger may not be able to suppress it."

"Let's install it first and study it later," Zhang Han said.

"That's the only way," Yang Jian.

It's a pity we couldn't take off this burial shroud, but for safety reasons, we had to give it up.

They helped fasten a button on Ye Feng's burial shroud to minimize the risk of resurrection, and then the two of them together stuffed the cold, stiff corpse into the box.

The golden box was large enough; it was originally intended for vengeful ghosts, and it could easily fit a corpse inside.

After the body was placed inside, the box was closed and then temporarily sealed. However, this was not possible under certain conditions; if possible, it would be best to weld it completely shut.

But there shouldn't be any problem.

The vengeful spirit has already been suppressed; putting it in the box is just an extra layer of security, ensuring that even if the finger fails in the future, it can still be contained.

"Phew, finally done. That thing was terrifying."

Zhang Han wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "By the way, how's the professor doing? Is he alright? I hope he doesn't die. If he dies, we'll have messed up the mission we were given."

Yang Jian, "Isn't protecting Wang Xiaoming Zhao Kaiming our mission? How come you, who isn't from Headquarters, also have this mission?"

"There's a deal," Zhang Han said in a low voice.

"..." Yang Jian, "Let me see."

He himself didn't know whether Wang Xiaoming was dead or not; after all, the situation had been extremely dangerous just now, and he couldn't care less about anything else.

With four Ghost Eye on his body, the gloom couldn't obstruct his vision.

Everything around me was clearly visible.

Soon, he saw Wang Xiaoming in the restroom.

He's alright.

He simply sat with his eyes closed beside Sun Yi's corpse, awaiting his fate.

But Zhao Kaiming had disappeared without anyone knowing when.

"When did Zhao Kaiming leave here? How could he leave in that situation?" Yang Jian's expression changed.

At the same time, I vaguely felt that Zhao Kaiming seemed to be plotting something in secret.

Otherwise, why would he participate in every operation, and then do nothing but remain invisible?

"I can't worry about that now. My Ghost Domain can't last much longer. If this continues, I'll be finished once the Ghost Eye revives. Since Wang Xiaoming isn't dead, I'll take him with me and leave this place."