Mysterious Awakening

The consequences of igniting the Ghost Candle and attracting the malevolent spirit turned out to be worse than anticipated.

Yang Jian had not expected that even after he had opened the box and released the Ghost Hand, the number of ghosts on his side was still insufficient. He had calculated that the one from the Ghost Coffin could at most suppress six or maybe seven ghosts.

But now, even with nine ghosts gathered around him, someone had still been attacked.

Could it be that during the time he had fled the dormitory building to search for others, the ghost had already killed everyone else?

After all, there were only a dozen or so people in the training base.

There was no time to worry about others now. Yang Jian could only proceed with the original plan, open the bottle to increase the number of ghosts on his side, stabilize the situation first, and try to steer things in the direction he had planned.

Quickly.

Without any suspense, the golden bottle was uncapped.@@novelbin@@

Yang Jian didn’t need to do anything further; just by opening the bottle and letting the ghostly aura escape, and based on his experience in Huanggang Village, the ghost in the Ghost Coffin would count the ghosts from the bottle as part of his group.

A rather significant number, which should unlikely be surpassed by the ghost in the Ghost Coffin.

But this was not an absolute certainty.

"Will this work?"

Yang Jian’s heart was filled with uncertainty. He stopped paying attention to the bottle, having done everything within his power, and quickly turned to look in Wang Jiang’s direction.

No one could afford to die now.

Even the death of just one person could completely reverse the balance of ghosts held by the two parties, turning the situation into a deadlock from which there would be no hope of survival. Even Jesus would have to kneel here.

"Wang Jiang, hold on."

Zhang Lei yelled out. He, Huang Ziya, and another unknown ghost controller grabbed Wang Jiang together, preventing him from being pulled into the darkness.

Yang Jian had already made arrangements, predicting that the ghost would only target one individual, so they grouped together, holding on to each other.

If one person was attacked, the others could help out somewhat, ensuring that the victim of the attack wouldn’t be immediately killed, thereby preserving a chance to turn the tide. Ȑ𝓪Νо₿ЁṢ

A tremendous force came from one of Wang Jiang’s arms within the darkness, trying to pull him away from the group as if to drag him into some horrific place deep within the dark.

Although the others were terrified, they still didn’t let go, clinging desperately to Wang Jiang to prevent the ghost from taking him.

Everyone was well aware that in this operation, the death of anyone would mean annihilation for the rest, so even if they were not the first to be attacked, they had to fight with all their might to save the others.

"Yang Jian, are you done over there? I can hardly hold on any longer," Zhang Lei shouted.

They all struggled against the ghost in the simplest way, like a tug of war, but the effect was obviously futile, as everyone was being pulled backward, and Wang Jiang was in even more agony. His body seemed as though it was about to be torn apart by the dragging force, and he let out screams of pain between gritted teeth.

"How could we still be under attack?" Yang Jian was also shocked for a moment.

He had already opened the bottle, and the number of ghosts should have increased to ten. Logically, Wang Jiang should not be under attack. Why was the ghost still active, still trying to kill?

Wait.

Before Yang Jian could even analyze the situation, he suddenly discovered that the sensitivity of his Ghost Eye had returned and he could open it again. Not only that, but he also felt the Headless Ghost Shadow within him could move and was no longer suppressed, which suggested that increasing the number of ghosts on his side had an effect.

"No time to think about anything else now, I must save them first," time didn’t allow Yang Jian to ponder.

Since his own ghosts could be utilized, he immediately opened his Ghost Eye without hesitation and a headless black shadow swiftly enveloped Wang Jiang and invaded his body.

The moment the Headless Ghost Shadow invaded, Your next journey awaits at

An incredible scene unfolded.

Everyone staggered, nearly falling to the ground, as the enormous force that had been pulling Wang Jiang, attempting to take him away, vanished instantly.

Wang Jiang was saved.

"It’s okay, Wang Jiang is fine, Yang Jian, we’ve succeeded, the ghost didn’t attack Wang Jiang, it gave up on its target,"

A stranger who controlled ghosts said in surprise upon sensing that Wang Jiang had not been taken. He knew it was not their group that had saved Wang Jiang, but the plan had worked and the desired effect was achieved.

"Succeeded? That was really close, Yang Jian, your preparation really worked, adding ghosts at the last minute allowed us to survive the first wave of attacks, now we can proceed with the next part of the plan," Zhang Lei felt the joy of a narrow escape and heaved a sigh of relief at that moment.

They all knew that the most perilous moment was the instant the Ghost Candle was lit and the ghost appeared.

If they could just withstand that initial contact and achieve balance, then for some time to come, they would have a period of relative safety.

"No, the situation isn’t what I thought, don’t celebrate too soon," Yang Jian’s face looked particularly grim: "When I released the first ghost, Wang Jiang was still attacked, and when I released the second ghost, Wang Jiang was still being attacked. Although the times were very close together, the ghost was attacking us from beginning to end."

"This means there is a serious problem with the balance in terms of numbers."

"No way, didn’t the ghost give up attacking Wang Jiang?" Huang Ziya exclaimed, shocked.

Yang Jian said, "It has nothing to do with the ghost. It was my use of the Headless Ghost’s abilities that saved him, not because we met the conditions and saved him."

As he spoke, he thought of something and immediately went over to Wang Jiang, grabbing his arm to inspect it.

"When I saw your arm earlier, it was almost pulled away... Where exactly were you attacked?"

"Yes, that’s right, I suddenly felt something grab my hand and then it tried to drag me away. The spot where it grabbed me was here," Wang Jiang finished speaking and pointed to the spot.

Looking at the marks left on Wang Jiang’s arm, Yang Jian’s expression changed.

There were no handprints on Wang Jiang’s arm, only a deep indentation.

This indentation was identical to that caused by the Ghost Rope.

This meant that it was not a ghost that had attacked Wang Jiang, but the Ghost Rope.

No, perhaps it was a ghost that had controlled the Ghost Rope to attack Wang Jiang.

If it was the Ghost Rope, then the situation was likely about to spiral completely out of control.

Realizing something, Yang Jian suddenly turned his head to look.

He saw a pale, bloodless hand resting on Huang Ziya’s shoulder, and this hand was rapidly vanishing from his view.

This was... the Ghost Hand had revived.