A Terrifying Discovery
"Bang!"
A gunshot rang out in the dimly lit cabin, shattering the oppressive, almost suffocating silence.
The gun was in Wang Dong's hand. He looked tense, even a little fearful, as he pulled the trigger.
The target is a nearby passenger.
Just moments before, he had seen a bloodstained hand emerge from behind the passenger's shoulder, and someone nearby screamed when he rushed over. He could only grit his teeth, draw his gun, and fire.
At a distance of about one meter, Wang Dong didn't think he would make a mistake.
A single shot struck the bloody, grotesque hand.
The skin and flesh exploded, and blood splattered everywhere.
The hand left the passenger's shoulder and landed on the ground.
"It worked." Wang Dong's palms were sweating, and he breathed a slight sigh of relief upon seeing this.
The passenger's ears were ringing; he was completely terrified and slumped against the cabin wall, too scared to move.
The others nearby were in complete chaos. Some were screaming, some were crying, and others were shouting for help, saying things like there were ghosts. Everyone was acting like they had gone mad, and no one could calm down.
Wang Dong wanted to maintain order, but he was powerless to do so; the entire situation was completely out of control.
"Yang Jian, Yang Jian, where are you?" he shouted, desperately hoping that Yang Jian would appear to deal with the situation.
However, before he could continue calling for help, the scene before him suddenly filled him with despair and helplessness.
The passenger who had just been targeted by the ghost now had stiff, pale fingers emerging from his pockets, sleeves, collar, and even his eyes. It was as if he had been parasitized by countless hands, and no one knew how those hands had appeared.
"Giggle!" The passenger tried to cry for help in terror and despair, but blood kept gushing from his mouth. He couldn't utter a single word throughout the entire process, his face showing only an expression of extreme pain. It seemed as if countless hands were tearing his internal organs apart inside his body, leaving him only to slowly wait for death.
The terror of ghosts has far surpassed that of before.
Because there weren't this many hands before.
Was it because two more pilots died?
Sure enough, this thing also has high growth potential, just like the Ghost Infant from before.
The nearby passengers could only shout and scream, unable to help at all. Wang Dong could only watch helplessly as this scene unfolded. The gun in his hand was no longer of any use, because there were too many hands attached to the passenger. If he continued to shoot, it would be killing, not saving.
"Am I doomed?" He broke out in a cold sweat. Seeing the ghost killing people in front of him, and remembering that the plane was descending, he felt like collapsing and crying, let alone anyone else.
This is too difficult.
Is it really that difficult to survive? There's practically no hope at all.
Are all paranormal events this terrifying? Or is it just that this particular one was a little different?
However, just when everyone felt despair...
Suddenly, a light shone into the dimly lit cabin.
The light was red, as red as blood, reflecting off the surroundings and seemingly dyeing the whole world the same color; even the clouds outside the plane appeared red.
A person appeared before the passenger who had been attacked by the ghost in an incomprehensible way.
It was like another vengeful ghost.
"Yang Jian?" Wang Dong was stunned, his almost collapsing emotions seemingly halted.
Yes, there is still one hope, and that is this person who claims to be Ghost Tamer.
"We can't use Ghost Shadow to restrain it; we have to use Ghost Domain to capture this ghost. This thing also seems to have the characteristics of Ghost Domain, so to be on the safe side, I'll use two layers of Ghost Domain to restrain it, lock it in my Ghost Domain, and then deal with it slowly." Yang Jian's gaze sharpened.
In the second Ghost Domain, there was no one around, the surroundings were empty, and he was the only one on the entire passenger plane, as if he had forcibly divided a world into three spaces.
The real world, the first layer of the Ghost Domain, the second layer of the Ghost Domain.
However, within the second layer of the Ghost Domain, besides him, there were countless other hands gathered together, eerie and terrifying.
"Incredible! The first layer of the Ghost Domain is completely useless against this thing. It only manifests in the second Ghost Domain. Is this hand killing people through the second layer of the Ghost Domain? This also explains why that hand appeared inside someone else's stomach." Yang Jian felt a chill run down his spine.
Hands with two layers of Ghost Domain?
No wonder I couldn't find it. If I hadn't activated the Ghost Domain twice, I would never have found the source of this thing.
The next moment.
As the ghostly figure invaded the past, the clasped hands began to lose their mobility and gradually fell apart.
In reality, however, Wang Dong saw that the strange hand on the attacked passenger's body suddenly disappeared, just as it had appeared strangely before, this time it vanished just as strangely.
But this did not save him. The passenger's body went limp and he collapsed to the ground, vomiting blood and wailing in pain.
Within the second layer of the Ghost Domain, all the hands were invaded by ghostly shadows.
However, the source has still not been found.
Yang Jian clenched his fist, a chill running down his spine. "What a joke! We can't find the source even in two layers of Ghost Domain, so was that ghost killing someone through three layers of Ghost Domain?"
He initially thought it was just a minor, insignificant paranormal event, not particularly terrifying, and that he could resolve it once he identified the source, it would only take a little time. But now it seems he was wrong, and terribly wrong at that.
This ghost wasn't particularly terrifying, but its eeriness far exceeded Yang Jian's previous understanding.
Because the source of this ghost is very likely a being that can only be accessed from the third or even fourth level of the Ghost Domain.
"This is an unprecedented discovery. I feel like I've inadvertently touched upon some forbidden realm. If this ghost truly exists in the third or even fourth Ghost Domain, then by extension, the sudden appearance of ghosts is not without warning. They gradually infiltrate from some Ghost Domain before finally appearing in this real world."
Cold sweat broke out on Yang Jian's forehead, and he subconsciously touched his Ghost Eye.
The Ghost Eye can open the Ghost Domain, even the fourth or fifth, Ghost Domain, but if the Ghost Domain continue to accumulate like this, one will very likely enter a world of ghosts.
This is a rather terrifying discovery, because if Yang Jian continues to investigate along this line of thought, he might uncover the truth behind this global paranormal event.
"Whether it's true or not, we need to verify it to know." Yang Jian took a slight breath, raised his other arm, and put his two palms together to cover his forehead.
The posture is a bit strange, but this is how the Ghost Domain is stacked.
The third Ghost Eye slowly opened in the palm of his hand.
The third layer of the Ghost Eye's Ghost Domain has opened.
A faint red light flashed and then disappeared. It seemed that nothing had happened around them. The only change was that there was nothing here except Yang Jian. Even the plane became blurry, as if it were just a projection. It wasn't real at all; everything seemed fake.
Is this the world of the third layer of the Ghost Domain?
Reality itself seemed unreal.
However, in this third level of the Ghost Domain realm, Yang Jian saw a hand.
The hand was pale and bloodless, yet it was not rotting—a strange sight.
The hand landed in the airplane cabin, not hidden, but no one could spot it.
"The source is right here?" Yang Jian felt no joy, but rather a strange unease.
Because his previous conjecture was confirmed.
Without much hesitation, the ghostly figure invaded the past once more.
The source of this ghostly hand has been successfully contained, without any suspense.
In the clash of the three layers of Ghost Domain, Yang Jian still held the advantage, and the ghost hand, having lost its advantage, naturally had nowhere to hide.
The moment Yang Jian obtained the ghost hand, a strong sense of possessiveness welled up within him.
My body is thirsting for it, eager to have that hand replaced on my own.
"The instinct of a headless ghost?" Yang Jian's face was somewhat ferocious, knowing that he was being influenced by a vengeful spirit.
He can still control himself now, but if his body continues to deteriorate, he will eventually lose control and either go insane or be driven by his instincts to become a real ghost.