The Final Ability

Zhang Lei's words immediately invigorated everyone.

Did he crack another part of the ghost's abilities?

What is it?

Some people were eager to ask, because it might be related to their survival. After all, the more they knew about ghosts, the greater their chances of survival.

But before anyone could ask, Zhang Lei hurriedly revealed the information he had gained from his own experience. "This ghost can seize other ghosts. Each time it seizes a ghost, it gains a portion of that ghost's abilities, and at the same time, it can increase the number of other ghosts it can suppress. However, this suppression comes at a price."

"Every time it suppresses a ghost, that ghost loses a strange ability within its body. When it suppressed Yang Jian, it should have lost three abilities. When it suppressed my ghost, it lost three more abilities. Therefore, the fatal situation of the Ghost Turning Back has been resolved. If it can suppress nine ghosts, then all of this ghost's abilities will be lost."

"Without its strange abilities, this ghost naturally can't kill people anymore, which is the real reason it won't be attacked unless it's alone."

"Three more people, Wang Jiang, Huang Ziya, you all go together. Once you make contact with this ghost's body, it means our side has a complete numerical advantage and can completely suppress it."

He became somewhat agitated as he spoke.

In this contest of sheer numbers, they won. They could completely suppress the ghost, rendering all its abilities ineffective and reducing it to an ordinary, harmless corpse.

"Is that so? That's wonderful!" Wang Jiang was incredibly excited.

Huang Ziya was both surprised and delighted. The formation of this suppression meant that they could deal with the ghost and were no longer worried about being killed by it.

However, just as the three of them were about to act together, Yang Jian's voice suddenly rang out.

"Stop! Do you all want to die here together?" Yang Jian's face twisted into a ferocious grin. "Suppress this ghost? Do you think I didn't think of that? I personally brought this ghost coffin back and gave it to Wang Xiaoming. I've already made contact with this ghost. Once I achieve perfect suppression, it will trigger the ghost's second ability."

"It will abandon this corpse, reappear with a new identity, and launch a second wave of attacks. Therefore, this is an uncontrollable ghost. Zhang Lei, your method is wrong. I tried it with my life back then."

He had repeatedly stated before that ghosts possess this almost rebooting ability.

But clearly, Zhang Lei overlooked this.

In such an extremely dangerous situation, it's perfectly reasonable that he felt he had found a way out and, in his excitement, forgot Yang Jian's previous warning.

But he forgot, Yang Jian wouldn't forget; he remembered every single detail.

"What?"

Startled by Yang Jian's shout, Wang Jiang, Huang Ziya, and the others immediately froze in fear.

Zhang Lei felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him; his expression changed drastically, and he was suddenly filled with inexplicable fear.

Oh, right.

How could he have forgotten about that?

Yang Jian gritted his teeth and said, "Moreover, you've miscalculated the number of people. If the number of ghosts being suppressed is nine, then Zhang Lei and I together make six. But Qian Yi, who is hanging in mid-air, is still within the suppression range. If we really count, at most two more people would come into contact with the ghosts. So you're not only wrong, but terribly wrong."

"Now is not the time to correct your mistakes. Wang Jiang, come here and make contact with this ghost. Make it suppress you and ensure that it only has one ability left outside. That way, there will be no possibility of restarting. The remaining two of you will block the next attack for us."

"Okay, okay." Wang Jiang subconsciously agreed. Although he was terrified of the stiff, blackened corpse in front of him, Yang Jian and Zhang Lei's actions gave him confidence.

He immediately went up to the corpse and grabbed its arm.

A chilling aura seeped into his body, causing him to shiver. He then felt a strange power within him begin to subside, as if it were being suppressed.

There are nine ghosts, while the number of ghosts currently suppressing Yang Jian's side is eight.

If the deduction is correct, the ghost should now only have one ability left to use.

Before Yang Jian could think further...

A gentle breeze seemed to rise in the dim sky, and before anyone knew it, old straw ropes began to hang down above everyone's heads.

These straw ropes swayed in mid-air, with the lowest part hanging down like a noose around a person's head, pointing towards the top of each person's head.

The other end of the straw rope was controlled by someone, and the noose seemed to be able to pinpoint the exact position of each person's neck.

"Damn it." Yang Jian felt a chill run down his spine upon seeing this scene.

This is the power of the Ghost Rope's revival.

Will this final ghost choose to use the ghost rope?

The ghost rope's attack itself isn't scary; what's scary is that after its resurrection, it can launch indiscriminate attacks, and the bizarre ropes it generates are endless. You can block one or ten, but you can't block a hundred or a thousand.

The power of a ghost is limitless, but the Ghost Tamer is finite.

The remaining Huang Ziya, and the unfamiliar Ghost Tamer, were all people who had controlled a ghost.

Under these circumstances, they couldn't hold out for even a minute.

No, I couldn't even last thirty seconds.

They will soon die from the resurrection of vengeful spirits.

Once they die, Yang Jian, Zhang Lei, and Wang Jiang will have no one to protect them and will soon be hanged alive by the ghost rope.

This is a dead end.

Therefore, Yang Jian doesn't have much time left; he must find a way to break the deadlock within these less than thirty seconds.

"That damn thing, of all the abilities it could have chosen, it had to pick the ghost rope!" Yang Jian gritted his teeth, his anger mixed with regret.

Because the ghost rope was forcibly taken from him by this ghost.

The reason they took it was because Yang Jian wanted to protect the human skin paper.

But then again, if Yang Jian hadn't protected the human skin paper, they wouldn't have made it this far; they would have been killed by the ghosts in this dark Ghost Domain long ago.

"Let's take it one step at a time and implement my plan first."

Yang Jian could no longer consider everything else; he had to take advantage of the brief lull while the ghost rope was still killing people to do something.

Although the demon inside him is now suppressed, his movements are not significantly impaired.

Suddenly, he pulled out a blood-stained old newspaper from somewhere and, without any hesitation, smeared it over the ghost's face.

Although there wasn't enough time left to rewrite the ghost's memories, he still wanted to do it.

The next moment.

The dangling ghost rope approached the group, and a noose was already moving closer to Wang Jiang's neck.

His face was filled with terror. He wanted to run, but he didn't know where to go, because this dark area was full of these terrifying ropes. He was holding onto the ghost's arm to maintain his balance. If he let go, the ghost would not only start killing people with the ghost rope, but would also use a second, eerie ability.

"Yang Jian, what do we do now?" He turned to look in Yang Jian's direction, his eyes filled with fear.

If they don't come up with a solution soon, they'll be hanged alive by the ghost rope.

The ghost ropes not only attacked him, but also floated towards Zhang Lei, Yang Jian, Huang Ziya, and the others.

The moment someone touches the ghost rope, it will lock onto their neck and hang them up.

This seems to have become a dead end.