Mysterious Revival

Wang Bin was carrying the corpse of Wang Shanshan on his back, exhausted and scared at this moment.

Due to the power outage, the elevator had stopped working, so he had no choice but to carry the body down the stairs. However, since the building was tall, the descent would take quite some time.

"If only I had known not to live on a high floor," thought Wang Bin.

Though he thought this, he had actually chosen to live on a high floor on purpose because he believed if a ghost were to come, with so many floors, it might not be able to find its way to his home.

Of course, this idea was very wrong.

If a ghost really wanted to find him, it wouldn't matter where he lived.

On the contrary, living on the first or second floor would be more convenient for escaping. Read new chapters at empire

But when Wang Bin reached the last three or four floors, he felt something was off.

From below in the stairwell, there came a heavy sound of footsteps, something was climbing the stairs below him.

"What?" Wang Bin got a fright.

He thought he had heard wrong, but after stopping to listen carefully, he realized he hadn't been mistaken at all; there were indeed footsteps coming from below.

"How can this be? Who's down there?"

He wanted to shout out and ask, but he was afraid that if he did so without getting a response, it might lead to even greater terror.

At this moment, he panicked because the footsteps were getting closer, seemingly less than a floor away.

Wang Bin wanted to turn around and leave, to take another staircase, perhaps that way, he could avoid whatever it was.

But just as he was about to turn around, footsteps began to sound from above as well, something was coming down.

"No, this can't be," Wang Bin felt a sense of despair, feeling weak all over.

He had a feeling he was being targeted by these ghostly things, and it was highly likely that he would die in this building, never to leave again.

With his path blocked in front and behind, he didn't even know where he could escape to.

But some things wouldn't give him the time to hesitate and think.

As the footsteps reached the last section of steps, Wang Bin, through the dim light of his candle, could vaguely see the silhouette of a person becoming clearer.

"Who, who are you?" Wang Bin, drenched in sweat and trembling, stuttered as he asked.

However, the person downstairs didn't respond to him, continuing to walk forward in silence.

Gradually, the person entered the range of the candlelight.

A rigid body, with a deathly cyanotic face, was revealed.

"Ah~!"

Wang Bin screamed, the candle falling from his hands to the floor, and he lost his balance, falling backward.

It was indeed a ghost.

He had been targeted.

But just as he fell backward, a pair of slightly cold hands suddenly appeared behind him, steadying him.

"Uncle Wang was safe at home, why come out looking for death? And bringing Wang Shanshan along too," Yang Jian's voice abruptly rang out.

"Ah~!" Wang Bin screamed again, terrified out of his wits like a startled bird.

Yang Jian said, "Forget it, this isn't the place to talk, let's switch to a more open environment."

A flash of red, and the three of them, along with the approaching ghost, disappeared from the staircase.

When they reappeared, they were already on the asphalt road of the Guanjiang Residential Complex.

"A third-stage Ghost Infant, I wonder if it can be killed, after all, it's just a derived ghost, not a true Ghost Infant. There's still a possibility to eradicate it completely."

Yang Jian's gaze shifted slightly as he took the initiative to approach the Ghost Infant sporting a deathly pallor.

He reached out and grabbed its neck, lifting the corpse straight off the ground.

Unnatural strength.

It wasn't Yang Jian's own, but belonged to the Ghost Shadow.

The cold corpse on his neck was struggling, emitting a clattering sound, and a pair of pitch-black eyes without pupils were eerily staring at Yang Jian, seeming to resist.

But with a casual flick from Yang Jian,

the corpse flew out, and its head was forcefully ripped off by him.

The body and the head were separated, yet both remained alive.

The dark green head was still wriggling in Yang Jian's hand.

"Not hard to deal with, but they can't be killed," Yang Jian slightly furrowed his brows, "No, I'm using the wrong method."

He tried another way, allowing the power of the Ghost Shadow to invade this third-stage Ghost Infant.

Instantly, a pool of darkness emerged in his hand, like a dense shadow gradually covering the dark green head.

Something unbelievable happened.

The head rapidly vanished, turning into a dense, dark green mist, disintegrating on the spot.

"So that's how it is, the ghosts that are derived rely on the Ghost Infant's power to exist. When I use the power of the Ghost Shadow to dissipate the Ghost Infant's power, the derived ghosts also disappear. This is similar to Ghost Slaves, which can only stay in the Ghost Domain, because the Ghost Domain is a part of the powerful ghosts' strength.

Losing this support, all these lesser ghosts will vanish,"

Yang Jian further clarified the principles of these ghostly things.

The true horror was always just one thing from beginning to end.

He immediately approached another Ghost Infant, grabbed it and did the same, letting the power of the Ghost Shadow invade it.

The second Ghost Infant turned into a swarm of dark green miasma and dissolved away.

"It seems the ghosts that are derived are no longer terrifying to me. But only in my current state would I dare to do this. If it were before, I'd have to worry about the Ghost Shadow losing control and the powerful ghosts reviving, effectively tying my hands. I wouldn't even be able to deal with these two Ghost Infants without taking risks."

Yang Jian thought to himself.

He was so recklessly using the power of the Ghost Shadow, but he didn't feel it would revive.

It seemed that what they called perfect control was exactly this.

Using one's own will to replace the will of the powerful ghosts and directly control a ghost for one's own use.

But this method was too extreme, and the success rate was very low.

"Now that I've mastered the method, all the ghosts in this residential complex, come to me," Yang Jian's gaze sharpened, and he immediately controlled the Ghost Domain to bring all the Ghost Infants in the complex over to him.

The next moment, a flash of red light.

Suddenly, dozens of bizarre, rigid figures appeared out of thin air.

There were Ghost Infants from the first to the third stage, but the fourth-stage Ghost Infants did not appear in the complex.

"Come over," Yang Jian said coldly.

The third-stage Ghost Infants, hearing his voice, immediately chose to attack, moving slowly and stiffly toward him. To a normal person, an attack from these things meant certain death; no one could escape a Ghost Infant's pursuit, because once you met the conditions, they would follow you like a curse until they killed you.

However, when these terrifying Ghost Infants made contact with Yang Jian, it was not he who died, but them.

The power of the Ghost Shadow eroded them, and all the derived Ghost Infants began to disperse.

Turning into swarms of dark green miasma.

In just a few minutes, Yang Jian eradicated all the ghosts.

At this moment, he was more terrifying than the powerful ghosts.

Looking at the now empty space, Yang Jian had cleared all the powerful ghosts from the Guanjiang Residential Complex. If no other ghosts came from elsewhere, it would be safe for a while.

"However, this is only a temporary solution, not a cure. There are as many derived Ghost Infants as one could want in Dachang City; I can't afford to expend energy on this. Once the real ghosts are resolved and the gloom over Dachang City lifts, these ghosts will vanish as well."

He thought about sweeping through them all, but decided to give up.

He resolved to settle the score with the Source Ghost.