The Source Appears

The consequences of a white ghost candle igniting are terrifying. If used improperly, it can easily spiral out of control, because no one knows what kind of ghost the candle attracts. If it attracts a ghost of extremely high terror level, it could lead to instant annihilation.

Even Ghost Tamer of Yang Jian's level wouldn't dare to light the white ghost candle himself; he had the ghost child use it while he secretly observed the situation from the sidelines.

The red Ghost Eye can see anything unusual in the darkness.

He saw that the number of dead heads floating in the sky was increasing, and the number of Ghost Slave appearing nearby was also growing.

The once deserted street suddenly became bustling with activity, as people kept pouring in. At this rate, the intersection would soon be packed with people, and there were at least ten corpses lying around Yang Jian.

It's easy to imagine how many people in this city died at the hands of the Door-Knocking Ghost, and how many others became Ghost Slave under the influence of supernatural forces.

In the pitch-black environment, the sounds of various crowds surging could be heard.

A strong stench of decay permeated the chilly surroundings.

Every sensory experience greatly stimulates each person's inner world, amplifying their fears infinitely.

The woman named Mishima could sense the presence of vengeful spirits. At this moment, she was on the verge of collapse, covering her head and curling up in a corner of the street, screaming and crying incoherently. She didn't even have the ability to escape.

Nagazawa, being Ghost Tamer, fared slightly better, though his face was extremely pale and his body was trembling. He seemed to have never imagined that he would experience such a thing one day. This was no longer the kind of supernatural event one might imagine, but a massive disaster. The vengeful spirits had already formed a ghost tide, enough to devour the lives of any living person.

"I probably won't survive this time," Nagazawa thought to himself.

His uneasy and panicked gaze drifted towards Yang Jian. This was all Yang Jian's doing; did he have the confidence to handle this situation?

Looking at the strange people passing by, Nagazawa was lucky; the demons didn't target him because their priority now was attacking the demon children.

The ghost child, dressed in funeral clothes, was surrounded by people and seemed to be being swallowed up.

But the candlelight emitted by the ghost candle still flickered in the darkness, constantly attracting the ghost.

Yang Jian remained unmoved, his expression frighteningly calm. He didn't even use much of his ghostly abilities, merely instructing the headless ghost to clear away the corpses near him to prevent any dangerous creatures from being mixed in with them.

"Has the Door-Knocking Ghost not appeared yet?"

His Ghost Eye scanned his surroundings, and his face darkened as so many Ghost Slave were drawn to the scene, yet the source remained elusive.

"The ghost child is holding on for now; it hasn't suffered any major ghost attacks. If anything unexpected happens, I will immediately use the Ghost Domain to send the ghost child away."

Yang Jian thought to himself, although the ghost child is currently overwhelmed by these people, it only appears to be in danger. In reality, these Ghost Slave cannot get past the burial shroud to harm the ghost child.

The longer a ghost candle is lit, the greater its attraction to surrounding ghosts.

At this very moment.

In the house Yang Jian had entered before, the strange figure covered in tattered clothes opened the door and walked out. It was a genuine ghost, but it hadn't been very active before, hiding inside the building.

However, the ghost has now arrived on the street and is heading towards Yang Jian's location.

Another place.

Another corpse emerged, a headless one—the same Sakai who had just died.

After his death, the ghost revived in his body. Yang Jian hadn't had time to deal with it before, so he just left it a little far away and ignored it. But now, the corpse walked out on its own and headed towards the crowded intersection along the road outside.

Besides.

The horrors lurking within this city are also constantly surfacing.

If the Door-Knocking Ghost hasn't arrived yet, once this lit ghost candle attracts all the ghosts, Yang Jian and the others will definitely be wiped out.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the heads of the dead floating in the sky began to fall down gradually, their number decreasing slightly. But soon, some of the heads from the necks of the dead flew up again, replacing the original number and becoming part of the heads floating in the sky.

"The number of floating dead heads is limited. After a rotting head falls, a new head will take its place. The reason Sakai died before was because several dead heads had already fallen from the sky, and he became a replacement. This means that Sakai, Nagazawa, Keiko, and even me, everyone has been targeted by the head balloon."

"It's just that it hasn't been selected yet, and this selection should be random, without any first-come, first-served order."

Yang Jian finally deduced some crucial information, and a strange unease crept into his heart. He subconsciously touched his neck.

He had already lost his head more than once, and he didn't want to lose it here again, because if he did this time, he certainly wouldn't survive.

"Let's get an insurance layer first; we can't be stingy at this point."

Before the Door-Knocking Ghost appeared, Yang Jian immediately took something out of his luggage bag.

A distorted and bizarre-looking humanoid porcelain piece.

Ghost porcelain.

This is one of the three pieces of ghost porcelain that President Mishima acquired in a previous transaction.

Yang Jian immediately took off a small lock of his hair as a medium, then placed the Ghost Porcelain in the corner of a small shop on the side of the street, arranged it, and pressed it onto his hair.

Soon.

The hair that was pressed under the ghost porcelain disappeared, disappearing directly into the interior of the ghost porcelain.

An inexplicable sense of suffocation arose within Yang Jian. This feeling was very uncomfortable, as if he were shrouded by a vengeful ghost. It was oppressive, stifling, and suffocating.

Yang Jian endured the discomfort and learned to adapt to the feeling.

He knew it wouldn't last long; once this was over, he would take out the medium hidden in the ghost porcelain.

However, just as he finished arranging the ghost porcelain, suddenly...

The floor inside the small shop had begun to age and rot, making it look as if it had been abandoned for decades.

"Um?"

Yang Jian's expression changed, and then he suddenly looked in one direction.

At one end of the street, darkness descended, and there, an old man dressed in a long robe, covered in lividity, was slowly walking towards them. His gray-white eyes were lifeless, terrifying, and filled with an unprecedented horror and dread.

The Door-Knocking Ghost.

They've arrived.

"Blow out the ghost candles, bring that head and come with me," Yang Jian shouted, issuing the order.

Immediately.

The area buried under the corpses began to loosen, the bodies began to fall and collapse, clearing a path.

The ghost child, dressed in a funeral shroud, was holding a dead person's head and tilting its head to look in their direction.

The dead man's head in its hand stared eerily straight ahead, and any Ghost Slave it targeted immediately lost the support of its supernatural power and collapsed to the ground dead.

"This old man doesn't seem to have changed much; he's still the same as before, but the sense of danger he gives me is getting stronger."

"We can't control it anymore, we still have to go."

Yang Jian was prepared to withstand the attack head-on, and he would not back down even if it was dangerous; otherwise, he would not have lit the ghost candle so frantically.

Right now, the true source of the ghost has been attracted, and the safety of others can't be a concern at this moment.

They quickly reunited with the ghost child.

According to his plan, he was to combine the abilities of a human and a ghost to instantly suppress the Door-Knocking Ghost, leaving it no time to attack and directly eliminating this supernatural event.

"Is it possible?"

Yang Jian had some questions in his mind, but he had never actually come into contact with this ghost, and he couldn't predict what would happen after he did.

I may think about it, but that's all I'll do.

However, he was quick to act.

At the command, the demon child acted even faster than he did.

The severed head he was holding in his arms had already set its sights on the elderly man in a long robe who was slowly walking towards them not far away.

Yang Jian was still uneasy, so he revealed a blackened ghost hand. Soon, the ghost hand attacked, and blackened, cold hands began to crawl all over the old man's body, which was covered with corpse spots. These hands appeared all over his body, as if they wanted to devour him.

Although these ghostly hands are not the source, they still possess a certain degree of suppressive power.

If combined with the dead man's head in the ghost child's hand, most ghosts will instantly lose their ability to move.