Yang Jian had risked enormous danger to confront the Door-Knocking Ghost. According to the plan he had devised earlier, the Ghost Hand, Ghost Shadow, and the highly decayed human head in the ghost child's hands—three ghosts working together—should have been enough to suppress an evil ghost of this level and stop it from moving. He had even thought the Ghost Hand and the decayed head alone would be sufficient.
Reality made Yang Jian realize that the situation was far more complicated than that.
This gaunt old man, covered in corpse spots, seemed far more than he appeared to be. Knocking on doors to kill might have been only one of the killing rules it displayed. Many terrifying things were still hidden within this old man, things that people had simply overlooked.
"Damn it."
At the critical moment of Yang Jian's confrontation with the Door-Knocking Ghost, his pupils contracted. Even his hair seemed to stand on end from terror.
He saw that the highly decayed human head in the ghost child's hands was slowly floating upward. At the same time, the suppression exerted by that head vanished completely.
That decayed human head needed to keep its target in sight to work. Now that it had floated away, the evil ghost before them had already left its field of vision, causing the suppression from the decayed head to fail. The consequences were fatal, because even with three ghosts combined, they had only barely managed to restrain the evil ghost's movements.
But now, one of the main forces suppressing the evil ghost had been lost. That meant at least half of its mobility could be restored.
"It's starting to struggle?"
Yang Jian felt the gaunt, icy body begin to move again beneath the hand gripping it. That arm was shaking, its strength bizarrely