Luring the Fierce Ghost

Holding the rusty coffin nails in his hand, Yang Jian felt as if he were holding the last hope of Dachang City, his heart heavy with emotion.

He believed this thing could definitely restrain the source demon.

If not, then Dachang City is truly beyond saving. Even if he has the ability to directly confront the source ghost, he cannot possibly imprison it.

"Now that we've removed the coffin nails, what do we do with this thing?" Yang Jian looked at the three-meter-tall black shadow still clinging to the White Bone Tree.

There has been no movement for the time being.

I don't know if it's fallen into some kind of dormancy because of the long period of restriction, or if this thing isn't as scary as I imagined.

Never mind.

You can manage one thing, but you can't manage the other.

Dachang City now almost a living hell. Let's get through this first and then talk about other things.

Yang Jian ignored him and turned to leave.

Outside the door, the bald-headed monk was still pacing anxiously, waiting. Upon seeing Yang Jian emerge, he immediately asked, "What's going on inside? Are there really evil spirits? Is that the Vajra Pestle you're holding?"

"I don't have time to explain further, Master. Close this door immediately and move away from here. I can't guarantee that what's inside won't leave. I have more important things to do now." Yang Jian knew that this place was dangerous after he took the coffin nail.

But this is all we can do for now.

As soon as he finished speaking, he used the Ghost Domain to leave.

The bald-headed master was startled when Yang Jian suddenly disappeared. After a moment, he hurriedly and tremblingly closed the door again.

But when he shone his flashlight inside, he froze.

Behind the wooden door, there was no dark room, only an old bluestone brick wall.

The eerie place from before seemed to have vanished into thin air.

"This is unbelievable!" The bald man was even more terrified.

Having retrieved the coffin nails, Yang Jian immediately rushed to No. 7 Middle School. With the Ghost Domain, this distance was nothing at all.

"Ten minutes. From leaving No. 7 Middle School to returning, it only took me ten minutes to retrieve the coffin nails. I wonder how Zhao Kaiming is doing? Did he make it through that time?"

Yang Jian arrived at the entrance of No. 7 Middle School, holding a rusty coffin nail in his hand, preparing for the formal detention operation.

However, the campus of No. 7 Middle School has undergone changes that are different from before.

The Ghost Infant that had been standing motionless and densely packed in the schoolyard before had all vanished.

Yes.

Yang Jian wasn't mistaken. He glanced around and didn't find a single Ghost Infant.

"Many changes have occurred during the time I was away that I was unaware of," Yang Jian thought to himself.

"Has the source ghost left? Or has Zhao Kaiming's plan succeeded?"

This doubt lingered in my mind.

Look carefully.

Now that Yang Jian had gained confidence, he was no longer so cowardly. He opened all the Ghost Eye he could use, and the Ghost Domain continued to expand outward from a range of ten meters.

From ten meters, to twenty meters, and then to thirty meters, under the suppression of the surrounding area, his Ghost Domain could only reach a range of one hundred meters.

This is the limit.

They went deep into the school and began a thorough search, determined to find the source of the evil spirit; time could not be wasted any longer.

"What is that?"

Suddenly, Yang Jian's expression changed. He disappeared from where he stood and appeared directly in a classroom on the top floor of a teaching building.

A satellite-guided mobile phone was placed on the teacher's desk in the classroom.

At that moment, the satellite-guided phone was repeatedly playing a message: "Yang Jian, by the time you receive this message, my plan will have succeeded. It's right here at the school. Do you have a way to deal with it?"

"This was left for me by that guy on purpose. Did he know I would come back?" Yang Jian frowned, walked over, and turned off the recording.

Was the plan a success?

Does this mean that Zhao Kaiming's ghost has been resurrected through the body of that starving ghost?

Two ghosts overlapped.

"Thump, thump thump~!"

Just then, Yang Jian suddenly heard a series of footsteps coming from outside the corridor, like a person wearing leather shoes passing by, the footsteps were exceptionally clear.

"What?"

Yang Jian's expression changed drastically, and he looked towards the corridor.

Within the Ghost Domain, he could see what was happening in every corner, but he couldn't see the person outside the corridor.

No, it's that ghost.

"What a joke! My Ghost Domain has been forcibly broken into like this, and I still can't see that thing?" Yang Jian felt a chill.

He immediately went outside.

The corridor outside was empty, enveloped in red light, still within the range of his Ghost Domain.

However, a row of dark footprints appeared on the ground.

Such footprints were particularly conspicuous in the Ghost Domain, but they quickly disappeared after he saw them.

Based on the location of the remaining footprints, Yang Jian could tell that a ghost was approaching him.

An invisible ghost.

"The source of the ghost?" Yang Jian tensed up.

As expected, Zhao Kaiming's plan succeeded, causing another unpredictable change in the source ghost.

Now it's unclear whether that thing is a starving ghost or the unknown ghost possessed by Zhao Kaiming.

The only thing that's certain is that it's right beside me.

It's just that they can't see it themselves; even the Ghost Domain and Ghost Eye can't detect it.

The level of terror far surpasses that of Yang Jian.

"The Ghost Domain is being eroded." Suddenly.

Yang Jian then sensed that the Ghost Domain he had expanded to a range of one hundred meters was rapidly shrinking.

A dark, bluish-green haze enveloped him, relentlessly pressing down on his Ghost Domain at an astonishing speed. In just a short while, his Ghost Domain shrank to only fifty meters in size and continued to shrink.

"Once my Ghost Domain is completely eroded like this, I will likely die here. Without my Ghost Domain, it will be very difficult to get out of here on foot."

Yang Jian's expression was not good.

Although I anticipated the terror of this source demon, I only realized how despairing this all-encompassing suppression was after actually coming into contact with it.

Fortunately, he is no longer worried about the resurgence of the vengeful spirits; otherwise, he would have had absolutely no chance of winning.

"We must find a way to resolve this situation." He began to think quickly.

Yang Jian knew about the changes in the fourth stage of the Ghost Infant, but many unknown changes occurred after the starving ghost. The so-called rules were probably no longer valid. In addition, Zhao Kaiming's plan succeeded, making this supernatural event quite complicated.

Yang Jian estimated that Ghost Tamer in the world, if picked randomly, would probably be forced to kneel before such a supernatural event.

But looking at the rusty coffin nail in his hand...

Yang Jian still has a chance to win.

With just one touch, this paranormal event will be completely resolved.

"Try to lure it in."

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Jian chose to actively shrink the Ghost Domain.

Simply maintain a one-meter radius around yourself.

If that ghost can enter its own Ghost Domain, then once inside, it can launch a counterattack.

Yang Jian felt he could withstand the first wave of contact.

The next moment.

A dark, bluish-green haze swept over him, as if it were about to engulf him.

But it stopped when it came within a meter of Yang Jian, as if an invisible wall was blocking the way, preventing the final step from gaining momentum.

The surrounding red light was as thick as fresh blood, seemingly on par with the surrounding gloom.

Once the Ghost Domain remained within this range, it seemed less susceptible to erosion.

But Yang Jian saw that wisps of dark blue haze were still drifting in from outside.

"Even so, it will still be affected? If this place shrouded in dark blue haze can be considered Ghost Domain, then this Ghost Domain is far more powerful than mine." He felt no fear, but instead began to wait patiently.

The moment the vengeful ghost attacks you is the moment you fight back.

Only this method can capture that unseen source ghost.

The surroundings were eerily quiet.

There was not a sound at all; the whole world fell into a deathly silence.

Yang Jian stood still, using himself as bait to lure the vengeful ghost into a trap.

He knew that the vengeful ghost would not let him go, because the Ghost Eye on his body was exactly what the ghost needed, and his appearance just now was the best proof of that.

A dark, bluish-green haze invaded the Ghost Domain.

The surroundings seemed to grow increasingly cold and gloomy.

Silence, coldness, darkness, and a terrifying ghost lurking around.

In this environment, what is being tested is not a person's courage, but their willpower. Even Ghost Tamer would probably break down under such a life-or-death test.

Yang Jian stood there expressionless, seemingly without the slightest fear, like a corpse, motionless.

Ten minutes passed.

Apart from the initial sound of footsteps, there was no further movement.

Twenty minutes passed, and there was still no sound from the surroundings.

Thirty minutes passed, and Yang Jian's Ghost Domain gradually became darker, with the intruding dark blue haze increasing in number.

"Is that thing stalling for time? Is it trying to wear down my Ghost Domain, or has it sensed the threat posed by the coffin nails and become wary?" Yang Jian frowned deeply.

It's unusual that there's been no movement for so long.

"I'll create an opening for that thing, but the bait won't be enticing enough. It probably won't fall for it; it'll choose the safest method to kill me."

Yang Jian realized that dragging this out wasn't going to work, so he completely wrapped the coffin nail in his hand with gold foil.

If the vengeful ghost can sense the threat posed by these coffin nails, then this might be able to block its perception.

They actively shrank the Ghost Domain again.

Proceed slowly.

The area was reduced from one meter to half a meter.

In the shadows that Yang Jian couldn't see, behind him, there was a distance of less than two meters.

A human-shaped silhouette stood there, lifeless.

It was dressed in an old shroud, beneath which grew a strange finger from a pair of dark blue, decaying hands. The finger was withered and eerie, completely different from the other fingers.

His extremely thin body had a bulging belly, like a beer belly, and you could vaguely see something wriggling inside, like a human head rolling around, or a human face screaming in agony.

The face was a dark, purplish-black, stiff and numb, with a pair of pupil-less, pitch-black eyes staring eerily ahead.

If you look closely, you can see the difference.

This person is Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zheng Ghost Tamer died at school from Ghost Infant.