Yang Jian took the initiative to lift the coffin lid.
He saw the old man's corpse lying inside the coffin.
The corpse was unchanged from before. The old man looked peaceful in death, completely still, as if the commotion inside the coffin earlier had all been an illusion.
But regardless of what abnormal changes had occurred inside the coffin before.
There was only one path left before Yang Jian.
At that moment.
Ghost Shadow had already risen to its feet. A face seemingly drawn in blood had been imprinted on the tall black figure's face. That face was identical to Yang Jian's—the mark left behind by the bloodstained old newspaper. It had now become part of Ghost Shadow's puzzle, which was why Ghost Shadow now possessed the ability to alter other people's memories.
As Ghost Shadow left, Yang Jian's body lost all sensation and collapsed to the ground with a thud like a corpse.
Yang Jian had abandoned his body. He took the Ghost Eye with him, leaving the ghost hand and the Eight-Sound Music Box's curse behind in the corpse.
One eerie eye after another opened across the black shadow.
Yang Jian could see everything around him.
He was now Ghost Shadow.
Being able to survive after abandoning his body was the greatest asset he possessed after becoming something inhuman.
Under these circumstances, the surrounding ghosts had no way to erase him.
But that alone was not enough.
Ghost Shadow was nowhere near strong enough to contend with that terrifying old woman. To win, he had to gain new supernatural power. And nearby, the only one qualified—or rather, the only one capable of standing against the old woman before him—was the old man who had been dead in this coffin for days.
Thus.
Ghost Shadow walked into the coffin