"Has it left?"
Yang Jian stood by the window for a long time.
Only after the gray Ghost Domain had completely vanished did his tightly wound body finally relax.
"Luckily, it was just passing by. Otherwise, I could only have run. Whoever encountered a ghost of that level would die. But judging from what happened earlier, although that ghost hadn't been contained or imprisoned, it had probably been restricted somehow. Otherwise, those hands wouldn't have deliberately been crossed and pierced together. A Ghost Tamer must have already figured out its method of killing."
"A candlestick made of gold had nailed that ghost's hands together, restricting one of its abilities."
"But what was the candle inserted into that candlestick?"
Yang Jian frowned. "The candle and candlestick were one whole, both man-made objects, and the candle was lit. It seemed to have some restraining effect on ghosts? Or was it a marker, guiding the ghost in a certain direction?"
"Looks like there are still plenty of secrets in the world of Ghost Tamers. Maybe they've even found some effective ways to deal with ghosts."
"Is my rank too low for me to know, or are countries deliberately keeping their technology secret?"
"Even in the face of a global catastrophe like this, do people still have to fight and oppose each other?"
Yang Jian thought for a while.
He felt that if he wanted to survive, he absolutely could not become a loose, independent Ghost Tamer.
Yan Li's path was wrong.
To survive, he had to find a way to climb higher and raise his status, position, even his authority. Only then could he learn more secrets and obtain more information.
He did not want to wait to die while being kept in the dark.
With that thought, Yang Jian looked once more