Mysterious Revival

As Yang Jian lost his hearing, the cries around him abruptly ceased, and the world became quiet. He could no longer hear any sound, including that eerie wailing that had previously invaded his mind.

The dreadful effect of the ghostly wails on him disappeared as well, as if everything had returned to normal.

"Damn, that actually worked."

At this moment, Yang Jian couldn't help but curse inwardly.

These ghostly things, if they wail for a while, it's almost certain death, but who would have thought turning oneself into a deaf person would make them immune to its influence.

If ordinary people knew this, they might actually have a chance to survive.

But it seems a bit late now.

Yang Jian glanced at Zhang Haw and the two female companions; even being in the second layer of the Ghost Domain, he could not save them. The three people were now lying on the ground with rigid faces, a sad, crying expression on their faces before death, looking as if they had literally cried themselves to death.

Their petrified expressions sent shivers down the spine.

"No, that's not right, Zhang Haw hasn't died." Yang Jian thought Zhang Haw with his rigid expression was already dead, but then he noticed that Zhang was only out of control, still alive.

"How is this possible? The two girls next to him are dead; why is he the exception? He is just an ordinary person after all."

Baffled and puzzled.

But such questions could only be kept in his heart, now was not the time to be concerned about this, and although Zhang Haw was a bit strange, he posed no threat.

"Is Xu Feng dead? Under such wailing, if you don't make yourself deaf, blocking out all sound, even a top ghost manipulator like him would die. The killing ability of the ghostly cries has the characteristic of growing stronger; if one doesn't react in time or chooses to confront these cries, they will definitely be at a disadvantage in the end."

Yang Jian lowered the palm from his forehead, folded away the second layer of the Ghost Domain, and then stood within the Ghost Domain looking for Xu Feng.

Soon.

He saw Xu Feng near the bus by the roadside.

Right now, Xu lay motionless on the ground as if he had already died, his body ice-cold, seemingly deceased for some time. Moreover, the most unsettling thing was that his corpse was rotting in several places with putrid corpse-water seeping out and emitting a foul stench.

It looked exactly like a body that had been left to rot for several days.

Yet it was such a corpse that Xu Feng's eyes remained open, constantly moving and alert to the surroundings.

Despite this condition, he was still alive.

"He managed to withstand the onslaught of the Crying Tomb Ghost in this way? This can't be done by merely controlling evil spirits." Yang Jian's gaze flickered as he felt there was something very special about Xu Feng's state.

It seemed like he had completely become ghoul-like, no longer merely a ghost manipulator.

But oddly enough, even to this extent, he was still able to maintain his own consciousness.

It was somewhat like his own situation, with the ghost machine dead within him, allowing him to use the powers of the ghoul unrestrainedly, not worrying about the revival of the ghoul and the subsequent risk of it killing him.

"Could it be that he also found some method to deal with the problem of the ghoul's revival? Turning into a kind of aberration like me?" Yang Jian couldn't help but suspect.

He didn't think his situation was unique; after all, the community of ghost manipulators had been forming for at least a year by now, and with so many of them around the world, it was inevitable that some would be lucky enough to have their own opportunities during encounters with the supernatural.

"Looking at it, he is not going to die easily."

Yang Jian took another look at the man in the duckbill cap, only to find him sitting on the ground with his head down, seemingly asleep.

Beyond that, he couldn't detect anything bizarre about the man in the duckbill cap, who appeared to be a normal person, with no change in his body and no sense of the evil ghost he controlled.

But curiously, such an appearance of ordinary sleep allowed him to survive the ghostly cries.

Indeed, there was a reason why these two people were able to stay on the bus until now, both quite exceptional and indeed very different from ordinary ghost manipulators.

Normal ghost manipulators facing such a situation could only delay time at the risk of revival, but they didn't need to.

After pondering for a moment, Yang Jian decided to approach Xu Feng to inspect the situation.

If possible, he didn't mind causing a little destruction.

As he arrived beside Xu Feng, Yang Jian looked down at him lying on the ground as if dead.

"You actually withstood this wave of assault?" Xu Feng stared at him, seeming unable to move, but still felt some surprise when he saw Yang Jian.

Logically, rookies are likely to die this time, considering it was an A-level ghost, and there's no reason for a newcomer to withstand it.

Yang Jian couldn't hear him speak and didn't know how to read lips, but by seeing Xu Feng talk, he confirmed that the guy was very much alive.

"Is he unable to move in this special state?"

Looking at Xu Feng, who was motionless, he couldn't help but doubt.

He wanted to kick him to try it out, but considering that Xu Feng's body was already abnormal with decay in multiple places, it would be better not to touch him. However, not touching didn't stop Yang Jian from testing him.

He felt in his pocket.

He drew a handgun.

This was a specially made handgun, currently the only weapon Yang Jian was carrying. After all, when he had left the house earlier, he had never considered encountering this kind of situation and only planned to make a quick round before returning, so he hadn't brought many critical items with him.

"What are you trying to do?" Xu Feng immediately puffed up at seeing Yang Jian pull out a gun and glare at him angrily.

He could also tell that Yang Jian's handgun was specially made and was not entirely sure how it would affect him.

Yang Jian, however, did not hesitate and immediately loaded the bullet and aimed at Xu Feng.

"He still doesn't get up in this situation. It seems his death has rotted him to the point of immobility." Seeing no reaction, Yang Jian further confirmed Xu Feng's weakness when using his ghost abilities.

Unable to move.

No wonder he kept his abilities a secret and didn't report them, the headquarters' archives had written nothing.

It was a rather useless ability. If someone saw his records and they were leaked, who knows, he might get targeted by mercenaries or others, bound and taken away for research.

But behind this seemingly useless ability, there lurked something unusual.

He had endured the Crying Tomb Ghost's crying for so long without dying; such 'playing dead' was indeed a strong self-protective ability.

"Should I take care of him now?" Yang Jian's eyes shifted as he started to weigh his options.

Following the principle of kicking a man while he's down, now was an excellent opportunity to strike. He had discerned the pattern early and was unaffected by the Crying Tomb Ghost, while Xu Feng had no choice but to play dead to protect himself.

"What are you looking at? Don't tell me you want to kill me. Don't be naive. If the crying couldn't kill me, do you think you can?" Xu Feng spoke with a cold laugh, lying on the ground yet not taking Yang Jian seriously at all.

Yang Jian still couldn't hear him speak, but he guessed it was definitely nothing pleasant.

"Can't stop moving that mouth of yours, can you? It's probably better to just take care of you." He made up his mind immediately, ready to act the villain and repay kindness with enmity.

Anyway, Xu Feng had already been reported missing by the Ghost Manipulators Headquarters and was almost certainly presumed dead. Even if Yang Jian really did get rid of him, no one would trouble him for it.

The next moment, the Headless Ghost Shadow under Yang Jian's feet slowly stood up from the shadow, ready to take Xu Feng's head.

Without a head, he definitely wouldn't be able to live.

However, just as he was about to act, Zhang Haw, who had previously been acting strangely within the Ghost Domain, stood up for some reason and began to walk away slowly and stiffly.

He was moving away from Yang Jian, step by step, until he forcefully left the Ghost Domain.

"Hm?" Yang Jian's eyelids twitched.

He had every reason to be concerned about such a bizarre occurrence within his Ghost Domain.

He turned sharply to look. Find adventures at empire

One of the things he was most wary of stood on the opposite side of the road not far away.

It was a woman wearing a red cheongsam, with a red kerchief covering her head, revealing a pair of dark brown, dried-up hands.

It was the Dried Corpse Bride who had gotten off the vehicle earlier.

Yang Jian broke out in cold sweat,

When had that thing appeared there, or had the Dried Corpse Bride never left at all? Had she been watching everything from there the whole time?

But it seemed the Dried Corpse Bride was not targeting him; rather, she was focused on Zhang Haw.

Zhang Haw walked uncontrollably out of the Ghost Domain, across the road, and kept nearing the Dried Corpse Bride.

"Now he's really beyond saving." Yang Jian mourned for Zhang Haw in silence.

Although he was a stranger, being targeted by such a ghost was like having several lifetimes of bad luck,