The Thing That Revealed Itself

At this moment, Yang Jian had not expected that after entering this market to search for traces of Xiao Yuan and Lin Xiaoxi, he would end up becoming the person in the greatest danger.

Strange things were closing in from every direction. All of them were terrifying supernatural incidents he had experienced before, as if the fears in his heart had manifested within the dream, leaving him no room to escape.

There was an old man who looked exactly like the Door-Knocking Ghost, a woman holding the Starving Ghost as an infant, and a heavy coffin carried out from a nearby shop. He could not be sure whether it contained a Ghost Messenger. None of those were the worst part. The most fatal threat was the figure blocking the way ahead: a girl dressed in red, wearing a red bridal veil, like a maiden about to be married.

The Ghost Bride.

A nightmare within a nightmare. Yang Jian had briefly encountered that thing before. At the time, even three layers of Ghost Domain had been unable to stop the Ghost Bride from killing people. The Ghost Painting suspected to be connected to the Ghost Bride had even suppressed his Ghost Eye so thoroughly that it could not open.

Facing that thing, it was impossible not to be afraid.

"There is only one real ghost in the dream. The others are fake. They can be killed." Yang Jian gritted his teeth and did not move recklessly, his hand tightly gripping the knife he had picked up from a roadside stall earlier.

At this point, he could only risk his life.

Although he had only one hand now and had lost the power of the ghosts inside his body, his mentality and instincts remained. Sitting there and waiting to die was impossible.