Mysterious Revival

Wang Xiaoming’s improvisational plan sounded great, making full use of Yang Jian’s advantages and perfectly avoiding the Source Ghost’s dominance. Aside from lacking in details, coming up with such a scheme in just five seconds was rather clever.

But even the best plans require good understanding and execution.

Yang Jian had strong comprehension abilities. Although his analytical thinking in calm situations was not as sharp as Wang Xiaoming’s, he knew what to do as soon as he heard the plan.

"It’s no wonder the forum says that S-level specters can destroy a city, and unrestrained, they could even demolish a country. Looking at it now, that doesn’t seem like an exaggeration. If we can’t resolve this and it leaves Dachang City to invade other cities, then the next city will suffer a catastrophic fate." n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Given a bit of time, destroying a country really wouldn’t be difficult."

"Besides Zhao Kaiming, who’s an anomaly, any Ghost Domain controller who has taken control of a ghost simply becomes food for this thing. Even if I perfectly controlled a revived ghost, I would only just qualify for direct contact. Who could withstand that last attack?"

Standing atop the signal tower of the communications building, Yang Jian, shrouded in complex thoughts, covered his body with the Ghost Shadow and then opened his Ghost Eye.

He pushed the Ghost Eye to its limit.

At that moment, he was enveloped in red light, which cast a glow on the surrounding gloom, dyeing the entire area red.

The Ghost Shadow had already covered his entire body; under such conditions, Yang Jian’s body was, in a sense, a ghost, and the Ghost Eye could not be revived.

This resurrection from the brink of death solved the issue of his specter’s resurrection once again.

Under his control, the surrounding Ghost Domain quickly condensed, reducing the coverage area to increase the domain’s level of horror.

The extreme level of the Ghost Domain was indeed extraordinary. Back at the Guanjiang Residential Complex, he could cover at least ten kilometers, even under the dense gloom.

But here.

Even when condensed into a beam of red light, it extended just over a thousand meters in distance, reaching the limit at the entrance of No. 7 Middle School and unable to penetrate further.

The dark turquoise gloom there was so dense it seemed as though it could condense into a solid form, with a thickness that was somewhat unsettling.

Yang Jian stood atop the communications tower, unable to breach inside.

"No. 7 Middle School is equivalent to the Hungry Ghost’s stronghold. It has turned that place into an iron fortress. The specter’s power most profoundly affects that area, and my Ghost Domain would be eroded there, let alone at such a long range. The only way to resolve this is to get close to No. 7 Middle School or even to return to the school."

"But doing that would mean entering enemy territory. That specter would definitely be wary of my presence, plus there’s the suspected time-resetting ability there. I wouldn’t stand a chance."

Yang Jian frowned, "I can only contemplate the abilities of the Ghost Eye."

"Let’s assume that specter’s Ghost Domain is that dark turquoise gloom, and mine is the red light emanating from the Ghost Eye. If its gloom can condense, then theoretically the red light from my eyes should also be able to stack."

"Both are Ghost Domains; there’s no reason for such a difference."

"Is it the method of stacking that’s incorrect?"

His thoughts raced.

Since its emergence, the specter had been an unknown, studied worldwide, with each ghost possessing unique abilities. In the absence of precedents, controlling any ability was a groping process.

Moreover, this groping was slow, as for any Ghost Domain controller, employing a specter’s power was akin to suicide, and typically, no one would use their abilities.

"Perhaps, having more eyes isn’t necessarily better..." For some reason, Yang Jian thought of the original owner of the Ghost Eye.

That three-meter-tall giant shadow. Your next journey awaits at empire

It didn’t have so many eyes, just one.

But Yang Jian had nine.

"Perhaps stacking isn’t about overlapping Ghost Domains, but letting the Ghost Eyes overlap." Yang Jian thought of a possibility.

"If a single Ghost Eye on the brink of revival could open a Ghost Domain, what if another Ghost Eye opened a domain within the first Ghost Eye’s domain?"

A domain within a domain.

Yang Jian felt this was a method worth trying.

He transferred the Ghost Eye to the palm of his hand, stacked both palms with the Ghost Eyes overlapping, and then opened the first Ghost Eye to release the red light and create the Ghost Domain. Following that, he opened a second layer of Ghost Domain within the first, directing it towards the school.

An unthinkable scene occurred.

The Ghost Domain, which could only extend to the school’s gate, suddenly got stimulated, transforming into a powerful searchlight that pierced the dark turquoise gloom and shone into the school.

"I can see inside the school." Yang Jian’s face lit up with surprise.

His attempt was successful. The Ghost Eye was not merely about a single layer of Ghost Domain; each eye represented a layer.

Maybe when ten layers of Ghost Domains were stacked, that would be the truly terrifying Ghost Eye.

"I can only see the situation on the playground; the classrooms are still unclear. I need to add another layer." Yang Jian grew more confident, transferring a Ghost Eye to his forehead.

Then, he crossed his palms in front of him.

The three Ghost Eyes were lined up in a row.

He then opened the third layer of Ghost Domain within the second.

This seemed to have triggered some kind of terrible qualitative change.

The red light was even dazzling, and the entire world seemed to be drenched in blood, eerie and terrifying.

This Ghost Domain, after condensing into a beam of light, was like a sharp knife directly tearing through the layers of gloom enveloping the school.

Everything was laid bare before Yang Jian’s eyes, with not a single secret left hidden.

The gloom was no longer something to be feared.

"It seems... I’ve unearthed some incredible powers," Yang Jian was somewhat shocked himself.

This was still just the overlaying of three Ghost Eyes, what change would there be if it was nine Ghost Eyes overlaying?

Unthinkable.

Actually, this method was extremely stimulating to the resurrection of fierce ghosts, and if Yang Jian had not perfectly mastered Headless Ghost Shadow, by now he could have been finished.

The deeper the power of the fierce ghost is delved into, the closer one is to death.

Only the Ghost Shadow which had ceased functioning gave him face, being controlled and suppressed by him through the Ghost Eyes.

"Now, let me see where exactly your ghost is hiding."

Yang Jian felt confident at this moment, with a Coffin Nail by his side. All he needed was for this strange red light to shine on that Hungry Ghost, and then this matter could be declared over.

At this moment.

The red light, like a searchlight, swept across the sky of Dachang City, tearing through the layers of gloom, shining into the school from afar, and began to move, searching for its prey, its target.

The beam scrutinized the playground, then shone into the teaching building.

It especially lingered at the site of the recent attack.

But unfortunately.

The ghost was not there.

But there was no rush.

The red light shifted, illuminating the nearby experimental building, starting from the top floor and searching down, floor by floor, not missing any detail.

Yang Jian was extremely familiar with the school he had attended for three years; he knew exactly how to search without overlooking anything.

The ghost that made No. 7 Middle School its lair seemed to have the sensation of being bound by its own territory.

If this entity were wandering around Dachang City, Yang Jian felt that even spending a month might not be enough to pin down its location, given how vast the city was.

"Found it."

Suddenly.

The red light emitted by Yang Jian’s Ghost Eyes, while passing the direction of the school’s north gate, spotted that dreadful figure within the security room.

Zhou Zheng, at that moment, dressed in a shroud, with his deathly pale and livid face, was sitting upright and stiff in the chair of the security room, motionless, like a body displayed there, and his stomach was still bulging, with something terrifying moving inside.

The moment the red light touched the Hungry Ghost.

Its rigid body moved, and its head turned mechanically, its pupil-less eyes, emitting the unique ferocity of a Ghost Infant, looked towards Yang Jian’s direction.

"Now is the time," Yang Jian roared internally.

The rusted Coffin Nail disappeared from his side.

The next moment.

This Coffin Nail appeared on the forehead of the Hungry Ghost.

It drove deeply into it, almost piercing the entire head.

A sniping attack from over a kilometer away, an assault that was almost instant, a combat method combining modern tactics with ghost hunting skills.

Even if this fierce ghost could restart time, it was futile.

Because it didn’t have that kind of reflex.

"It’s done."

Yang Jian stared fixedly at the Hungry Ghost, whose head was pierced, to see if the Coffin Nail could nail a ghost down as he had anticipated.

However, the ghost inside the security room now seemed to have lost all its eeriness, truly falling to the ground like an ordinary corpse.

The gloom over Dachang City was rapidly dissipating...

The Hungry Ghost incident, concluded.