Danger Is Descending

Yang Jian's current state is quite unusual.

His body was completely dead, a headless corpse lying on the ground, but his consciousness remained clear. He could think, had all his memories, and was certain of his identity, but that seemed to be all there was to it.

Aside from still being able to think, he was like a vegetable, unable to perform any movements.

Even though I couldn't see with my eyes anymore, it was pitch black all around.

This is not a bad thing, but a good thing.

In this way, Yang Jian wouldn't have to worry about his body being taken away, nor would he have to worry about the music box in his hand or the ghost candle beside him being taken away.

Because they are not Ghost Tamer, they have no idea of the value of these things, and no one would care about a piece of old trash on the roadside.

However, this state absolutely cannot continue indefinitely.

"I have to think of a way." Yang Jian began to think calmly.

He was certain that the kind of sudden and terrifying attack he had just witnessed would not happen again, and even if it did, he had nothing to worry about.

Because Yang Jian had already proven with his life that the music box could guarantee its survival under such circumstances.

In addition, the music box's curse will temporarily take effect, but there's no need to worry about that for now.

There was only one thing he needed to do.

Try to find a way to recover.

Yang Jian tried to control his mouth from speaking. He remembered that he should have a satellite-guided phone with him. If he was missing for a period of time, Liu Xiaoyu at Headquarters might be able to force a connection. If they could get in touch, he should be able to get some support.

It is a pity.

He failed.

I can't feel my mouth, so I can't speak.

He also discovered that he could no longer hear any sounds around him; all he could hear was a chilling melody echoing continuously, and otherwise, the surroundings were completely silent.

"I think I'm lying next to a road right now. When I collapsed, I remember using Ghost Domain, Ghost Domain covered the entire street and brought in all the people and vehicles. In other words, it's not that there's no sound around me, but that I've lost my hearing."

Yang Jian felt that things had gotten even worse.

Without sight or hearing, and unable to move, I'm practically a living dead, even worse than a vegetable.

"If this state continues, the demon within me will resurface, creating an S-class paranormal event. While my consciousness can survive, it won't last long. Once the music box's curse is applied, I will undoubtedly die."

Yang Jian calmly foresaw his fate.

The headless corpse that belonged to him carried the majority of the ghost within him.

The balance of these ghosts will be disrupted as the four layers of Ghost Domain continue, because the Ghost Eye itself cannot be used for a long time. Normally, one slot is needed to suppress it, and if it is used for a long time, there is a risk of it reviving.

Once the Ghost Eye is revived, the Ghost Domain that will be opened will not only have four layers.

The entire city may be covered by Yang Jian's Ghost Domain.

By then, it would be almost impossible to imprison Yang Jian's headless corpse.

Because his Ghost Domain can only open up to nine levels, and no one from Headquarters can infiltrate into it, this means that it will be an unsolvable supernatural event, even surpassing the Ghost Painting Incident.

Therefore, once Yang Jian dies...

The ghost that rises from his corpse will take an entire city with it, and things could be even worse.

This was no joke; Yang Jian knew very well just how terrifying the ghost inside his body was.

Time continues to pass, little by little.

As the music box jingle echoed in his mind, Yang Jian fell into silence.

I feel like I've entered a dead end.

But he didn't give up and kept thinking of a solution.

Having come this far, how can we give up so easily? He's still alive, he survived that fatal attack, and he still has a chance to turn things around. It's not time to despair yet.

Despite all this, Yang Jian's will remained unshaken.

He must find a way to recover.

"I need a breakthrough to break this state of living dead; we absolutely cannot let this drag on any longer." Yang Jian felt the urgency in his heart.

Time waits for no one.

Once the Ghost Eye revives, he will completely lose his chance, without even needing to wait for the Music Box Curse to arrive.

Ghost Eye Reviving?

Ghost Eye?

Wait, I should still have one eye.

Yang Jian suddenly remembered a habit he used to have: he always liked to place the Ghost Eye in various places on his body.

There are Ghost Eye on the palms, eyes on the arms, and eyes on the back. Of course, there are also Ghost Eye on the forehead and the back of the head.

The purpose of doing this is to ensure that there are no blind spots in the surroundings when dealing with paranormal events.

"What form does my consciousness take now? If it's still residing in my head, then I should be able to find the Ghost Eye there." Yang Jian's consciousness, which had fallen into darkness, began to sense things rapidly.

He needs to sense the Ghost Eye and control it.

If we can find it before the Ghost Eye revives, there's a chance.

If the Ghost Eye were to revive, he would lose control of Ghost Eye.

Time.

Ultimately, it all comes down to time.

Although Yang Jian felt anxious, his mind and thinking remained very clear, so he remained calm and did not lose his composure due to momentary impatience.

The eerie ringing of the music box still echoed in my mind. The music formed by the notes of the ring seemed to carry some mysterious and unknown power, somewhat interfering with my normal thinking.

This interference was not an illusion; even after listening for only a short while, Yang Jian could already perceive this subtle difference.

However, the work of sensing Ghost Eye continues.

And at this moment.

The streets became increasingly chaotic.

A cacophony of noises filled the air as everyone stood in the street calling for help. Some even started swearing, while others, like young people with a penchant for recklessness, began snapping photos of their surroundings with their phones, seemingly excited to have witnessed something truly extraordinary.

But what they didn't expect was that terror was creeping down, and the shadow of death began to loom over everyone on the street.

The headless corpse belonging to Yang Jian was lying motionless in the cold pool of blood, but at this moment, the hands wearing golden gloves on the corpse's arms twitched slightly.

This twitching is definitely not a normal spasm of a corpse, nor is it controlled by Yang Jian in his current state, because Yang Jian's head has been removed, making it impossible for him to control a corpse. Therefore, this is a terrifying mutation.

This commotion indicates that the ghost within Yang Jian's body is awakening.

Once awakened.

Whichever ghost revives, everyone on the street will die.

Under the cover of the four layers of Ghost Domain, no one can survive, not even ordinary Ghost Tamer.

The strange phenomenon began to intensify as time went on, starting with movement coming from the headless corpse's hands.

The movements on Yang Jian's corpse became more and more frequent, and the amplitude of the movements also increased.

At first, only the hand twitched slightly, but now the stiff legs began to twist, as if controlled by an indescribable, eerie force, and began to manipulate the recently deceased corpse at will.

But Yang Jian was unaware of this.

He can neither see nor hear anything now, and what is happening around him has absolutely nothing to do with him.

However, the footage of this scene was transmitted back to Headquarters via satellite-guided mobile phone.

Inside Liu Xiaoyu's communications room.

The argument between Cao Yanhua and the others seemed to have come to an end, but the result was not satisfactory. Everyone fell silent, their expressions somewhat solemn.

"Yang Jian's body has moved." Shen Liang's tone suddenly rose a few decibels, filled with unease.

In the scene, they can clearly see that Yang Jian's headless corpse begins to move its body irregularly, as if the corpse is trying to regain its balance and stand up after losing its head.

The vengeful spirit has been resurrected!

Many people were utterly devastated.

The worst-case scenario we could have imagined is about to happen.

But this scene didn't last long.

Soon.

The communication was lost, and the video screen went black.

This wasn't a machine malfunction; someone simply disconnected the communication.

"Team Leader Wu, what are you doing?" someone asked in surprise.

The team leader, surnamed Wu, said in a low voice, "This is not my idea, it's the minister's idea. Yang Jian is dead, his affairs need to be buried, and the struggle with the circle of friends cannot continue. From today onwards, this communications room, and everything inside, will be sealed off."

"We absolutely cannot let anyone else know that Yang Jian was killed."

Cao Yanhua was squatting in a corner smoking, suddenly looked up upon hearing this, appearing extremely astonished.

A compromise?

At that moment, those three words were all that filled everyone's minds.

After waiting so long, is this the result we've finally gotten?

Some breathed a sigh of relief, some remained silent, and others expressed their resentment.

"Deputy Minister, you understand better than anyone that the bigger picture is at stake."

Team Leader Wu said in a deep voice, "We have no choice. If we forcefully destroy the network at this point, we will lose several more team leaders. It's unwise to waste our resources now. We can't sacrifice the entire Headquarters for the death of one person."

"I see."

Cao Yanhua took a deep drag on his cigarette, remained silent for a long while, and then said, "Since that's the case, then let's do as they say. Everyone leave here, and seal off the communications room."

In no time at all.

Everyone left.

This private communications room has been shut down, and all information about Yang Jian inside will be sealed and no one is allowed to view it.

Information will likely spread soon before dawn that Yang Jian died from a paranormal event.

Liu Xiaoyu watched as her communications room shut down, her red, tear-filled eyes revealing a mixture of confusion and bewilderment. She didn't know what decision Headquarters had just made, but it didn't matter.

Cao Yanhua felt physically and mentally exhausted. He didn't know if his decision was right or wrong. He only knew that no matter the outcome, Headquarters had lost a Ghost Eye Ghost Tamer codenamed Ghost Eye.

On his way to the company office, he ran into someone.

Wang Xiaoming stood at the office door, seemingly glaring at him.

Professor Wang and others are rarely seen; others always wait for him because he never has enough time.

"Yang Jian is dead?" Wang Xiaoming asked before anyone could even say hello.

Cao Yanhua nodded. "It's been confirmed. He died in a paranormal event."

"Is that so?" Wang Xiaoming's expression remained unchanged. "But you don't need to explain to me. I'm not interested in how Yang Jian died. I'm only interested in a few things on his body. Has the body been found?"

"It will be difficult to do in a short time. Yang Jian's Ghost Domain is very special. It has invaded the Ghost Domain of the Ghost Messenger messengers before, so..." Cao Yanhua rubbed his head, feeling extremely troubled.

"You can't get in, huh?"

Wang Xiaoming said, "But it will happen eventually. If Yang Jian appears, remember to let me know."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Cao Yanhua watched Professor Wang leave, somewhat confused as to why Professor Wang was asking this at this time.

Never mind, this isn't the time to worry about Professor Wang. He's been too busy these past few days.