The banquet hall, which had been filled with tension just moments ago, had now fallen into an eerie silence.
Everyone had thought that the conflict between Yamazaki and Yang Jian would inevitably trigger a brutal battle. Many might even be dragged into it by accident, throwing the situation into irreparable chaos. Yet no one had expected the so-called clash to end so quickly.
How many seconds had it taken?
Probably less than ten.
And Yamazaki, who had been standing here just moments ago, had vanished into thin air as though he had never existed in this world at all, leaving behind no trace. The only thing left was a strange corpse curled up on the floor. No one could tell whether it was male or female, let alone make out its face.
But without a doubt, that was the ghost Yamazaki had controlled.
The man had vanished, but the ghost remained.
"Yamazaki... is he dead?" someone muttered involuntarily, still unable to believe what they were seeing.
It had ended far too quickly.
They knew Yamazaki's abilities and strength very well. He had immense potential and surpassed many others. He had even been qualified to become one of the "Jades." Even abroad, he should have been among the absolute top-tier Ghost Tamers, no weaker than any captain.
Yet someone like him had been erased within ten seconds when facing Yang Jian, directly vanishing from this world.
No matter what method Yang Jian had used, and no matter how perilous those few seconds of confrontation had been, reality was cruel.
Yamazaki had been crushed.
Utterly and mercilessly crushed, without even room to struggle for his life. He had been as fragile as an ordinary person.
Sure enough, the gap was still far too great. Many people thought silently. Their restless hearts felt