âSplash!â
Accompanied by a cold splash on the lake surface, a person emerged from underwater, soaking wet.
Yang Jian reappeared at this moment, escaping from the captainâs constraints by the skin of his teeth, but he had to pay a price for this escape. Some of his supernatural power remained on his previous body, which, if not retrieved, would severely weaken his capabilities.
However, compared to dying at the hands of the ghost, such a cost was much smaller.
âIn my current situation, thereâs no way I can face this ghost. It possesses not only terrifying supernatural power but also the consciousness of a living person. Ordinary measures are ineffective against it, and any clever tricks can be easily seen through. This is the most formidable ghost Iâve ever encountered.â
Yang Jian stood on the lake surface, staring intensely at the nearby captain.
At that moment, the captain noticed him, stopped in his tracks, and immediately twisted his neck, turning his head to look in Yang Jianâs direction.
The captain saw Yang Jian and instantly realized that the Yang Jian he was holding was just an useless corpse.
Yang Jian intentionally showed himself because he didnât want the captain to actually take away his old body. He had to make the captain understand that he was still alive and had escaped. Only then would the captain abandon the corpse he was holding.
âOur confrontation is not over yet. You havenât won, and I havenât lost.â
Facing the captainâs gaze, Yang Jian was fearless, continually pondering how to handle the upcoming situations.
The captainâs stiff neck slightly swiveled, glancing at the lifeless corpse in his hand. For some reason, he didnât discard the corpse; instead, he continued holding it, seemingly reluctant to let go. Perhaps he realized that a portion of supernatural power still lingered on the body, and he didnât want to easily return it to Yang Jian.
But by doing so, the captain had to grasp the red spear tightly with one hand while holding Yang Jianâs dead body with the other.
Seeing this, Yang Jianâs gaze hardened as he recognized the captainâs intent.
This was a determined attempt to kill him, unwilling to spare any effort to weaken him, giving him no chance to breathe.
âGiven the circumstances, itâs almost impossible for me to detain the captain here today. I need to change my strategy⊠The Ghost Ship docking in reality is time-limited; if I can endure this period, the captain will have to leave. But doing so would mean the Ghost Ship could have a third or even fourth opportunity to dock, putting me at a disadvantage.â
Yang Jian felt an immense headache at this moment.
Itâs not that he didnât want to fight desperately; the problem is that even desperate efforts seemed futile, which was the most despairing aspect.
Wait.
Speaking of desperate efforts, Yang Jian suddenly remembered his experience at the ancient house, where he barely survived by fighting relentlessly.
The ancient house was located in the supernatural area of Dazhou City.
Now the Ghost Ship was also in Dazhou City.
If he could break the boundary between reality and the supernatural and lure the captain into the ancient house, could he use Zhang Dongâs resurgence in the ancient house to confront the captain?
Although the risk was high, if successful, the captain could be permanently imprisoned in the ancient house, and the Ghost Ship incident could be entirely resolved.
Using ghosts against ghosts, suppressing horror with terror.
âThis method is feasible, and right now, the only chance to turn the tables is this one. I canât rely on Tong Qian or Old Qin, whose fate is uncertain. If Iâm going to fight desperately, I might as well fight to the end.â Yang Jianâs eyes flickered, a plan gradually forming in his mind.
Immediately.
The calm Ghost Lake began to stir with ripples, which soon grew into waves.
The waves rolled, and Yang Jian, standing on the water surface like a small, anchorless boat, was swept away by the current, his figure rapidly fading into the distance.
The captain, seeing Yang Jianâs silhouette recede, didnât hesitate and stepped with stiff strides, pursuing him.
The captainâs movement.
The Ghost Ship followed, steering toward Yang Jian.
This commotion undoubtedly confirmed the previous speculation that the true controller of the Ghost Ship was this ghost, not a certain King within the King Organization.
âItâs coming after me? Excellent.â
Yang Jian saw the captainâs actions and felt that there was a chance for his plan to succeed.
The only issue now was, even if he reached the precise location of the ancient house, how could he break the boundary between reality and the supernatural to successfully draw the captain into the ancient house?
Relying on the five-layer Ghost Domain?
Absolutely impossible; the five-layer Ghost Domain canât break the boundary between reality and the supernatural.
Previously, he relied on the supernatural bus to reach the ancient house, but now the supernatural bus had crashed.
âNo, although the supernatural bus crashed, its supernatural power hasnât disappeared, as ghosts canât be killed. However, during the cleansing in Dahai City, the ghost on the supernatural bus wasnât found, so the only possibility is that the ghost collided with the Ghost Ship.â
Yang Jian looked again at the Ghost Ship.
At the shipâs bow, a large hole had been torn open, its depths pitch-black as if leading to an unknown abyss.
According to Yang Jianâs analysis and judgment, the ghost from the supernatural bus was most likely lurking within.
If I could break into it, find the ghost on the supernatural bus, and bring it out, then harness that supernatural power, Yang Jian would easily break the boundaries between reality and the supernatural, freely shuttling back and forth. By then, bringing this captain into the ancient house would no longer be a difficult task.
Though the plan is dangerous, it also has feasibility. It is not without hope.
âThere is a plan, but how to implement it is a problem. The captain is always watching me closely now. No matter where I go, it will follow. If I go directly into the Ghost Ship, it is like walking into a trap. The captain will definitely not let me return alive. But if I donât go in, thereâs no way to bring back the ghost from the supernatural bus.â
âSo I need someone who can hold off the captain, giving me a chance to free my hands to enter the Ghost Ship and bring out the ghost from the supernatural bus.â
Yang Jian looked to the other side.
Not many ghost controllers are qualified to hold off the captain. He Yuelian counts as one. If Tong Qian can successfully disguise himself, he should also count as one.
But He Yuelian cannot be used. Her ghost painting concerns the life and death of everyone in Dazhou City.
Tong Qian⊠he seems to have a problem.
Yang Jianâs Ghost Eye slightly turned, seeing Tong Qian lying on the ground. His ghost face unexpectedly lost its features, turning into a Faceless Person. Another ghost face also closed its eyes, seemingly falling into a slumber. However, from the remaining paint on that ghost face, it could be seen that during the time he sank into the Ghost Lake, Tong Qian used the ghost makeup.
âIt seems that after I was caught by the ghost, Tong Qian chose to make a move. But currently, it seems that his method of borrowing the supernatural power of a Republican-era ghost wielder through ghost makeup has failed. As expected, that Zhang Dong is a kind of taboo existence. Even the ghost face cannot withstand that terrifying supernatural power.â
Through a brief observation, even if Leuk Sanâs paper figure didnât say it, Yang Jian had already guessed most of it.
But Tong Qianâs failed action also puts even more pressure on Yang Jian now.
Because there is already no one at his side that he can use.
However, just as Yang Jian was having a headache.
Suddenly, a crack opened up in the originally overcast sky, followed by a brilliant ray of sunlight pouring down from that crack. Accompanied by the sunlightâs fall, a figure bathed in that ray of sunlight slowly descended.
âHahahaâŠâ A series of somewhat arrogant laughter echoed in this area.
Upon hearing this laughter, Yang Jian instantly understood who had appeared.
Ye Zhen, who set out from Dahai City, finally arrived. He laughed and said, âYang Jian, how can dealing with the Ghost Ship be without me? Team up with me; let the people in the supernatural circle see that together, we can pacify the chaos and create a future. Those trash teammates will only hold you back and are no match for you.â
âYe Zhen, huh? Better late than never.â Seeing this, Yang Jianâs eyes couldnât help but flicker.
Immediately, he opened his mouth without hesitation: âYe Zhen, do me a favor, hold off that captain for a few minutes, donât let it follow, I need to step away for a moment.â
âHmm?â Just bathed in sunlight, Ye Zhen as he slowly descended tilted his head a bit suspiciously looking at Yang Jian.
But Yang Jian had already started moving, directly sinking into the Ghost Lake, instantly disappearing.
But soon, Yang Jian emerged from the water again.
Only this time, Yang Jian appeared in a position that was very, very close to the Ghost Ship.
Yang Jian knew clearly that appearing would draw the captainâs attention, so he did not hesitate at all and headed straight for that Ghost Ship.
Upon seeing Yang Jian, the captain immediately began to act, its stiff body instantly turning and then chasing after Yang Jian. Although its steps were slow, its movement was eerie. Within just a few steps, the distance between it and the Ghost Ship was rapidly closing.
If not blocked, the captain could definitely intercept Yang Jian before he entered the Ghost Ship.
âWant to leave without asking me?â
At this moment, Ye Zhen descended from the sky, holding a twisted and cracked long sword, blocking the path in front of the captain.
The captain immediately stopped in its tracks.
âBe careful, my supernatural weapon was taken by him, and thereâs still a Coffin Nail in him,â Yang Jianâs voice came, giving Ye Zhen a reminder, and then without looking back, he dashed into the broken cabin, his figure quickly swallowed by the dark.
âWhat?â Ye Zhen was startled.
Sure enough, he saw that Coffin Nail on the captainâs body.
âWhat kind of ghost thing is this, it can still move even when nailed with a Coffin Nail?â Ye Zhen was doubtful and uncertain, for he had experienced being nailed by a Coffin Nail.
Being so powerful himself, he couldnât resist that thing, so why could this ghost ignore the Coffin Nail?
This ghost looks terrifying, likely a formidable enemy not seen in ages.
Ye Zhen secretly thought, sensing a dangerous aura.
The captainâs dead eyes at this moment locked onto Ye Zhen, appearing to want to resolve this obstacle quickly. One of its palms was slowly opening, the corpse of Yang Jian at this moment freed from constraints, fell into the Ghost Lake, and quickly sank into the water.
And the captain, with a freed hand, was expressionlessly and slowly pulling out that Coffin Nail from its body.
The Coffin Nail being pulled out showed no trace of blood, not as if it had penetrated its body.
âIsnât this cheating?â Ye Zhen, seeing the ghost clutching the Coffin Nail, suddenly widened his eyes.
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