Mysterious Revival

Watching the middle-aged man named Sakai's head leave his neck and fly off, in that moment, everyone realized that true terror had already arrived at their side. Perhaps the ghost hadn't appeared yet, but it had already started killing.

Silent and stealthy.

No greetings, no forewarnings.

It was truly spine-chilling.

Yang Jian even doubted himself; if the person who had just been attacked had been him, could he have withstood that kind of assault?

The blood began to flow from the severed neck of the body on the ground, quickly pooling around it. However, Sakai's bodily condition obviously wasn't very good, the blood was very thick, not like that of a healthy living person, but rather like that of a severely ill patient.

And without its head, Sakai's body didn't just die. On the contrary, there were signs of continued activity.

After a ghost controller dies, the ghost will resurrect on the body, and without a living person controlling it, the resurrection speed will be very fast.

At that moment.

The remaining few all turned their gaze to Yang Jian.

The crisis had already emerged, and the only one who could handle the current situation was this top ghost controller whom President Mishima had paid a huge sum of money to invite from abroad.

Yang Jian, frowning, walked over without a word, picked up Sakai's body from the ground with one hand, dragged it to a nearby house, opened the door, and threw it in.

If a vengeful spirit was about to resurrect, then it was better to keep it at a distance, at least so as not to affect his subsequent actions.

The others watched in silence as Sakai's body was casually thrown into the house not far away. They knew this was the best way to handle the situation; Sakai's death at this time would surely bring great trouble to everyone, making the already dangerous situation even more perilous.

"Can you still sense the ghost's location?" Yang Jian returned and asked again.

Mishima's mental state was a bit off, she was under immense pressure because she had been sensing the ghost's location since the beginning. And while sensing the ghost, she also felt as though she was being watched by it, as if someone was always standing behind her, something lurking in the shadows.

She shook her head, then added, "I can only be sure that it is here. It could appear at any moment, but I don't know its current position."

Yang Jian took his eyes off her, knowing that Mishima had done her best. After all, she wasn't a true ghost controller. This kind of sensitivity could only determine a rough location. Once there was a paranormal presence nearby, her perception would be affected as if the ghost was right beside her, unable to accurately discern the source.

However, Yang Jian didn't demand too much, as he was more concerned about the floating Dead Man's Heads in the sky at the moment.

This was an entirely unknown ghost, and it was unpredictable what would happen if it targeted someone.

"I was the one who lured the Door Knocking Ghost into the Caesar Hotel, indirectly resolving the Dead Man's Head balloon incident. Now, after a full circle, this matter has still fallen on my head," Yang Jian's gaze shifted, deciding to change his strategy.

"Everyone, follow me."

He got moving again, this time decisively and quickly.

The others, not understanding the reason, could only hurry to keep up,

Yang Jian didn't go far, knowing that the ghost was in this area, but the houses in Kobe City were crowded, the roads narrow, and the situation complex. He couldn't determine which corner of the area the ghost was hiding in, and Mishima's sensing ability had already temporarily lost its effect.

But he had another way.

Soon.

Yang Jian appeared at a relatively open intersection with a fairly clear view around. He immediately opened his luggage bag and took out a white candle.

This was a Ghost Candle.

The white Ghost Candle could attract the surrounding vengeful spirits.

"This is..."

When Nagase saw the white candle, he immediately felt something was off. He realized Yang Jian seemed to be about to make a very dangerous move.

"Once this candle is lit, it will attract the nearby ghosts. I don't have time to continue wasting here. The ghost from the Dead Man's Head balloon incident has already begun killing, which means that from the moment Sakai died, everyone has continued to be exposed to danger. The next person who dies is most likely to be among us," Yang Jian said while summoning the Ghost Child to come over.

To light a Ghost Candle, in order to attract ghosts, would certainly be overwhelming for me; even the most skilled ghost controllers wouldn't dare to flaunt this white Ghost Candle in public.

The Ghost Child makes for a very good target.

Clad in its Ghost Shroud, it can withstand the assaults of malevolent spirits; and with its own special characteristics, it's quite hard to kill. There's nothing more suitable than it.

"So, there's no time to waste—I must take initiative and act against the ghosts," said Yang Jian.

Yang Jian didn't give the others time to prepare. In his view, President Mishima had sent these people knowing they were prepared to die here. Even though that Keiko was cute, sexy, and outside would be considered a beauty, here she was just an expendable presence.

Reality is that cruel; everyone's life is cheap, regardless of gender.

"Hold this Ghost Candle, stand here, and don't move," instructed Yang Jian.

The Ghost Child's ghastly pale hand grasped the Ghost Candle, its head tilted as it seemed to size up the object in its hand.

Yang Jian's gaze shifted nimbly as he quickly produced a lighter and lit the white Ghost Candle.

At once, the flame leapt up.

The light of the candle was eerie, a dark flame, casting a thicker shadow over the already dim surroundings, plunging the environment into pitch darkness. To any ordinary person, they would be as good as blind, and even a ghost controller would find their vision significantly impaired in such conditions.

Yet the Ghost Child at the center seemed as if it had submerged into the darkness, vanishing completely from sight.

Yang Jian's ghostly sight turned, penetrating the dark shroud, observing everything.

"Mister Yang, I can't see anymore, may I hold your hand?" The darkness was oppressive, with strangeness potentially appearing at any moment. Keiko, who was nearby, gripped the corner of Yang Jian's clothing, seeking support in fear.

Yang Jian replied calmly, "As long as I can see you, that's enough. Stand here and don't move. Chances are nothing will happen; but if anything unforeseen does occur, whether you can see or where you stand makes no difference. You saw what happened to Sakai earlier."

"Okay, okay, I understand," nodded Keiko.

Nagase and Mishima also heard Yang Jian's words. Although rational, the sudden change in the environment, coupled with the invisibility of their teammates, made feeling fearful unavoidable.

They felt like a lone boat amidst the darkness, ready to be buried at any moment.

Yang Jian remained silent, standing near the intersection, waiting for everything to unfold.

The ghost was nearby, of that he was certain. He planned to have the Ghost Child draw out the Door Knocking Ghost, and then, using the rotten Dead Man's Head that the Ghost Child held, combined with the suppression of the Ghost Hand, he would swiftly resolve the threat.

If the opportunity was seized well, without any mishaps, success was attainable.

As for why he didn't use the Ghost Candle earlier, he couldn't be sure if the Door Knocking Ghost would arrive first. What if he attracted something even more terrifying before it arrived?

So lighting the white Ghost Candle up close was the safer choice.

Actually, the safest plan was to find the location of the Door Knocking Ghost; that was Yang Jian's initial intention. But as the head balloons began to take lives, he couldn't delay any further, fearing that after a while, all the people he'd brought might be dead.

"It's here!"

Suddenly, Yang Jian's expression changed; he saw a door of a nearby house open by itself.

The effect of the Ghost Candle in attracting ghosts was undeniable and immediate.

A woman's corpse, freshly dead and expressionless, emerged from behind that door.

"Not the Door Knocking Ghost, but a Ghost Slave," Yang Jian's gaze shifted again.

He also noticed the silhouette of someone lurking on the third floor of a nearby building, peering down at them, moving closer.

At the same time, a rotting body began to crawl towards them from a nearby shop because its body was contorted and deformed, preventing it from standing upright.

The first to be attracted by the Ghost Candle were not the fiercest of ghosts, but those who had perished in the Ghost Door Knocker incident; they had become Ghost Slaves, typically hidden in the city like lifeless bodies, but still instantly lethal to any ordinary person they met, and very dangerous.

"There's someone coming, and not just one," Nagase heard the noises and his face stiffened.

Footsteps echoed from the previously deserted street behind them, eerie noises coming from nearby shops. However, lacking Yang Jian's vision, he couldn't see clearly and could only make rough estimations based on the sounds.