Chapter 1122 1088 Searching for Someone in the Water

The second time Yang Jian entered the Ghost Lake, he was searching for the whereabouts of Leuk San and Li Jun.

They were not very fortunate; they didn’t manage to escape when the Ghost Lake was divided, leading to them still being trapped in this body of water. Additionally, the current situation requires manpower to handle the malicious spirits gradually freeing themselves from the lake’s restraints. Both Leuk San and Li Jun are extremely important allies in this regard.

One possesses a large number of paper dolls, while the other can connect to Shangtong Tower and open the ghostly painting world.

At this time, they cannot afford any losses, no matter what.

Otherwise, the upcoming scenario will be difficult to manage.

Yang Jian’s condition was also deteriorating; the previous use of the Ghost Domain had a significant impact on him.

Having become an anomaly, he once again felt the risk of a certain ghostly revival.

Indeed.

Becoming an anomaly is not perfect—it still harbors some potential risks, which only time will gradually reveal.

“I’m not the only one who embarked on the path of becoming an anomaly. People from the Republic of China period must have taken this path too. That one-eyed old man outside is also an anomaly, but anomalies are far from perfect…”

Upon realizing this, Yang Jian felt an inexplicable breath of suffocating despair within him.

The existing methods of mastering ghosts seemed all wrong.

Balance, the ghost master will ultimately die.

Curse, those cursed will be killed by malicious ghosts.

…..

Now, Yang Jian thought this seemingly perfect path of becoming an anomaly was not so flawless; the only difference is in which methods allow one to live a bit longer.

As for longevity, it seems Old Qin lived the longest among the ghost masters.

“So that’s it, there’s no perfect method to master fierce ghosts, nor a right path for ghost masters. It’s all about survival—the one who lives the longest, his method is the correct one. If mastering two ghosts allows you to live indefinitely, then that method is right.”

“If becoming an anomaly keeps one alive, then becoming an anomaly is the right method.”

“It’s not about the process, it’s about the result.”

Inside the Ghost Lake, while searching for Li Jun and Leuk San, Yang Jian felt something amiss in his own condition. Recalling all his past experiences, he suddenly had an epiphany.

“Therefore, the older generation of ghost masters from the Republic of China period left no methods of mastering fierce ghosts because they didn’t know whether their methods were right or wrong. It was better to start anew; perhaps a new era, new collisions could bring about an entirely different path. Repeating the old path holds no meaning.”

“Moreover, the methods of becoming an anomaly are bizarre and some paths are not replicable.”

At this moment.

Yang Jian seemed to see the path before him.

Like this eerie Ghost Lake, it was plunged in darkness, devoid of any hope, filled with only darkness and decay, and the menacing ghosts lurking within that darkness.

Fierce ghosts cannot be killed.

In the end, it is always humans who die.

“Stop, I can’t think about this any longer; now is not the time to focus on such things.”

Yang Jian abruptly withdrew his thoughts, halting his line of thinking, as continuing down this path would unsettle his inner thoughts.

Once despair consumes the heart, everything becomes meaningless.

Yang Jian had never despaired before, but now that he had come to this realization, he felt despair; so what did all of his prior experiences amount to?

“The road ahead is dark, so I’ll illuminate it and blaze an unprecedented new path.” Yang Jian’s mind surged up.

The ghost eye ignored the darkness, reaching straight into the deepest depths of the Ghost Lake.

Finally.

He saw traces of Li Jun.

Li Jun sank to the lake’s bottom, not floating in the water as before. At this moment, he was like a deflated ball, shriveled and powerless, with only the eye sockets and the three holes of his mouth faintly flickering with eerie flames.

That was the glow of the Ghost Flame, which hadn’t been extinguished even within the Ghost Lake.

The Ghost Flame is a fierce ghost, not a flame in the traditional sense, and even with the suppression from the Ghost Lake, it couldn’t be completely extinguished.

“After the paranormal effect of the Ghost Lake dispersed, Li Jun, who was initially floating in the water on the third level, sank to the lake’s bottom, indicating that the paranormal energy of the Ghost Lake had weakened, which is why the ghosts could free themselves earlier.”

Yang Jian’s eyes shifted slightly, and he swiftly rushed over, grabbing the person skin coated with Ghost Flame.

Li Jun’s appearance had completely transformed, his skin bore a strange human face, numb and uncanny, depicting a quintessential fierce ghost. Only once Ah Hong had painted Li Jun could he resurrect him.

But in the next moment.

Yang Jian felt the water around him surge, with a chilling aura flooding in.

Scattered, wet hair fell on him, and a pair of ghastly white eyes eerily peered at him.

It was a female corpse that suddenly appeared in the Ghost Lake.

Also the source of the Ghost Lake, a truly terrifying fierce ghost.

“Did it see me?” Yang Jian’s eyes narrowed.

“It shouldn’t have, the more ghosts there are around me, the better I can hide, making it harder to be found. This is an innate paranormal rule of the Ghost Ring, it shouldn’t be wrong. Wait… The ghost is not targeting me; it’s targeting Li Jun’s skin.”

Suddenly.

He realized.

He had hidden himself, but Li Jun’s skin hadn’t.

“Would this ghost even attack that skin?” A thought flashed in Yang Jian’s mind.

The female corpse still drifted nearby, showing no sign of leaving, and unlike before, the ghost had manifested physically, which indicated that it had plans to attack.

Yang Jian took a step forward, and the female corpse drifted a step in pursuit.

Its presence seemed to lower the surrounding temperature.

Even the Ghost Shadow felt a cold sensation.

“If I’m touched by this ghost for even a moment, my body will melt, and right now I can’t afford to restart over and over again. The best way is to take Leuk San and quickly get out of here.”

Yang Jian glanced at the female corpse and cautiously avoided it before continuing his search.

The Coffin Nail and Firewood Knife had been used before, proving useless against the ghost in Ghost Lake, and he didn’t want to waste time.

The female corpse’s pursuit made him feel heavily pressured.

Moreover, Yang Jian hadn’t yet figured out a way to deal with it and might even get taken out easily by the ghost. If killed multiple times, he couldn’t guarantee survival anymore, even as an anomaly.

After all, the supernatural itself is an uncertain thing.

Black hair floated in the water, occasionally wrapping around Yang Jian’s body; he instinctively reached out to pull it away several times but soon restrained himself from making such impulsive moves.

Because the female corpse’s pale eyes kept staring at him.

Even if Yang Jian took a larger step, he might even find himself close to the female corpse.

The danger was palpable.

“In this situation, finding Leuk San and leaving without being affected is almost impossible.” Yang Jian stopped, slightly tilted his body, and dodged the drifting female corpse.

The female corpse wandered irregularly around him, continuously staring, making him uneasy.

“Where is Leuk San?”

The scope of Yang Jian’s Ghost Eye was large, and aside from some supernatural obstructions, he could see everything at the bottom of the lake, but he hadn’t found any trace of Leuk San yet.

He couldn’t help but wonder if Leuk San was yet another paper figure participating in this mission?

If so, after this matter concluded, he would trigger the medium, take up the Firewood Knife, and directly dismember him.

“Yang Jian, are you looking for me? I’m here.”

Just then.

Suddenly, a familiar voice drifted over from afar—it was Leuk San’s voice.

“He can still talk in Ghost Lake?” Yang Jian’s gaze sharpened as he sought the voice.

In his Ghost Eye’s vision, numerous corpses were present, and he quickly locked onto a strange one, whose age seemed not more than fifteen or sixteen, yet appeared very old, covered in wrinkles like ravines, resembling crumpled paper.

And its appearance was unfamiliar, completely different from the previous Leuk San.

“Are you Leuk San?”

Yang Jian spent a moment carefully avoiding the female corpse, getting closer.

“It’s me. I didn’t expect you to ignore Ghost Lake’s influence and freely move within it. Unfortunately, I can’t do that; all I can do is speak—it’s my limit,” Leuk San said, indeed audible.

Ghost Lake isn’t a lake; it’s a kind of supernatural suppression, indicating Leuk San was resisting this suppression to a degree.

To resist to such extent, at least he was far stronger than Li Jun and Cao Yang.

Cao Yang could barely open his eyes and move his eyeballs in Ghost Lake.

“I want to take you and Li Jun away from here. It’s out of control outside, and I’ll need you to exert your strength,” Yang Jian said with a cold face.

He could speak because he wasn’t affected by Ghost Lake, but if attacked, he still wouldn’t withstand it.

“Rescue me out and I’ll solve the chaos outside for you. Also, did you kill that old thing?” Leuk San asked.

“I didn’t kill the one-eyed old man guarding the shrine; I don’t have time to focus on him,” Yang Jian replied.

Leuk San said, “Great, leave him to me—I want to take him down personally.”

“Are you certain you can defeat him?” Yang Jian asked skeptically.

Leuk San seemed changed, coldly saying, “When provoked, there’s no living person in the supernatural circle I can’t take down.”

“That includes me?” Yang Jian asked.

“Yang Team, your words are distanced. We’re colleagues, comrades, not enemies,” Leuk San said, his tone shifting to a slightly chagrined chuckle.

In a life-and-death struggle, he was confident in taking down anyone currently in the supernatural circle, but Yang Jian wasn’t an enemy, and his means were abundant. The result of such an encounter was uncertain; it would have to be attempted to know, but it couldn’t be tried.

“Having such thoughts is normal. Everyone who acquires ghostly power thinks they can take down anyone,” Yang Jian expressed understanding, not dwelling on Leuk San’s words.

“We’ll see your performance upon leaving, just like before—you know what I will do.”

He then issued a warning.

“Yang Team, before you take me out, won’t you handle the corpse sneaking up on you, eavesdropping on us?” Leuk San said.

Yang Jian said, “That’s not a corpse—it’s the source ghost of Ghost Lake.”

“What?”

Leuk San was shocked, feeling his heart tighten.

This female corpse was the source that created the Ghost Lake event?

He observed closely and realized the female corpse remained close to Yang Jian, drifting around while eerily surveying the surroundings—not merely a simple female corpse.

Even Yang Jian was cautious, avoiding contact, frequently adjusting his body to avoid it.

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