The time had already reached one in the afternoon.
Yang Jian’s Ghost Domain covered Dachang City, and by utilizing the Ghost Shadow’s ability to invade consciousness, he erased memories about himself from the minds of the living in this world.
Although the process was not very efficient, with the help of the Ghost Domain, he managed to alter the memories of most of his acquaintances in the city in less than an hour. Next, he changed the scope of the Ghost Domain to extend towards his hometown, planning to erase the memories of his relatives there.
However, he hadn’t forgotten that at this time, there were supernatural occurrences back home.
But at this moment.
Several private jets were already flying towards Dachang City from different directions. Get full chapters from novel~fire~net
“They’ve come so quickly, and so many have come at once, the headquarters really do think highly of me.”
Yang Jian’s expression shifted as he noticed something, watching the planes heading towards Dachang City’s airport in the distant sky.
Despite setting off at different times, the planes arrived at Dachang City at an impressively synchronized moment, clearly planned and calculated in advance.
Plane after plane landed.
Soon, ghost tamers under the headquarters’ command began to disembark one after another from the various planes.
The person in charge of this operation was precisely Zao Jianguo.
His expression was particularly grave at this moment, not feeling any joy from the numerical advantage, instead worried about how many ghost tamers the headquarters might lose in this campaign against Yang Jian.
Yet this matter had to be handled.
“This suddenly emerged Yang Jian has a mysterious identity and terrifyingly powerful supernatural powers. You mustn’t consider him a newcomer to the supernatural circle. Previously, he easily eliminated Fang Shiming from the Circle of Friends in front of many at the headquarters. So I hope you can all unite and face him together.”
Immediately after getting off the plane, Zao Jianguo halted his steps and shouted loudly.
His voice echoed throughout the airport, reaching everyone’s ears.
“Being able to kill Fang Shiming truly makes him a dangerous figure, but rest assured, this Yang Jian is doomed.”
The person speaking was Leuk San, a sinister and cold look on his sallow face, and the plane behind him was filled with eerie paper figures.
To deal with Yang Jian, Leuk San spared no effort, deploying all available paper figures, and even his true form was present.
“Stop boasting. I’ve fought Yang Jian before; he truly is terrifying. Ghost tamers capable of handling two ghosts would be easily taken down by him, unable to resist. The feeling is just like facing an unsolvable level supernatural event, utterly despairing.”
Jang Shangbai was also present, recounting his own experience with his dark face.
“No matter how dangerous or powerful, we must quickly kill him and put an end to this situation. Wasting everyone’s time on just one person isn’t worth it,” Chen Yi said irritably as he got off the plane.
“Chen Yi, calm down, and don’t act impulsively. Let’s all act together once everyone’s arrived,” Li Jun advised from the side.
A ghost tamer named Su Fan said, “We’ve located Yang Jian. He’s now at Shangtong Tower… on the top floor. If we use the Ghost Domain, we can catch him off guard.”
“You’re overthinking. The moment we entered Dachang City, we had already entered his Ghost Domain. He already noticed us.”
A man with an unremarkable appearance, hard to remember, spoke coldly.
Li Leping had hurried to the city from Dachuan City and immediately noticed something amiss upon entering.
“A Ghost Domain covering an entire city, are you sure you’re not joking?”
Guo Fan looked at him suspiciously. Although he didn’t know this person, he assumed the unfamiliar ghost tamer was also one of the headquarters’ leaders.
“He speaks the truth. Yang Jian’s Ghost Domain has already covered Dachang City. With his abilities, he could have acted while we were still on the plane, yet he’s allowed us to gather successfully, which surprised me a bit,” Gao Ming, wearing sunglasses, said, gazing into the distance.
In his view, the world was no longer a pitch-black void but enveloped in brilliant golden light.
But within this Ghost Domain, Gao Ming saw flickering green flames, akin to Li Jun’s Ghost Flame, intentionally suppressed and hidden, not spread outward, which made him uneasy.
“Perhaps he wants to capture us all at once,” a refined, handsome man in a suit appeared, smiling, the cold aura lingering around him.
This man was the director from Dadong City, named Wang Chaling.
This headquarters mobilization brought many ghost tamers to Dachang City, many of whom were meeting for the first time and were unfamiliar with each other.
“Everyone, please be prepared, as the action to encircle and slay Yang Jian will commence in ten minutes,” Zhao Jianguo stated with a serious and stern look.
“Such excessive caution,” someone commented, finding Zhao Jianguo’s arrangement perplexing, yet felt it justified.
No one opposed the suggestion, and the headquarters’ ghost tamers continued to assemble and make preparations.
And this entire scene was observed clearly by Yang Jian’s Ghost Eye.
“Since everyone’s here, let’s give them a greeting first. It’ll be much harder to handle once they’ve fully assembled and prepared,” Yang Jian remarked coldly, his Ghost Eye slightly turning.
In an instant.
Pale green flames surged, and everything in the distance began to be engulfed by firelight.
“Careful, Yang Jian’s attack is coming,” a loud shout echoed in the airport as Gao Ming’s face drastically changed, wearing sunglasses.
In his vision, an overwhelming, chilling firelight surged toward them, and even before it approached, an indescribable scorching sensation had already appeared.
Not only him, but everyone else also immediately reacted.
But the flames came so ferociously that, in just a moment, they engulfed the entire airport. The ghost tamers gathered within were like being caught in a fire, panicking, unsure how to respond.
“Ah!”
A miserable scream suddenly echoed.
Guo Fan didn’t even have time to use his supernatural powers before being consumed by the Ghost Flame. He struggled within the pale green firelight, his body rapidly charring, and the Ghost Flame not only ignited his skin but burned wildly inside him, as if using him as fuel.
“What?” Everyone watching this scene had their hearts skip a beat, feeling a chill run down their spines.
“Guo Fan.”
Beside him, his friend Zong Shan was both shocked and furious, wanting to rescue him, but he was also surrounded by the flames.
“Damn it, this fire looks like Li Jun’s Ghost Flame, but it’s even fiercer than the Ghost Flame. Everyone be careful…”
The irritable Chen Yi recognized this supernatural power and shouted loudly, but as soon as he finished speaking, he was engulfed by flames. The others only saw him struggling and twisting within the firelight, yet soon, his struggling movements grew smaller, and he finally stood in place like a puppet, allowing the eerie flames to burn, as if only a strange human skin remained.
It wasn’t just Guo Fan and Chen Yi; other ghost controllers faced the same situation.
They were in a sea of fire, their skin reddened by the scorching heat, then smoked, followed by flames springing out, and became charred corpses.
Their own supernatural abilities were insufficient to ensure survival.
“How could this happen?”
Seeing such a scene, Zhao Jianguo’s eyes turned red from anger, watching headquarters’ ghost controllers being burned to death one by one, he was anxious and angry but could not think of a good way to change the situation.
“Yang Jian indeed held back earlier, didn’t give his all.”
Zhao Jianguo was frustrated inside, feeling this operation was too impulsive, thinking that he should have been more cautious and attentive.
“Yang Jian, come out for me.”
At this moment, Leuk San shouted angrily, surrounded by paper figures that blocked the fire and ensured his safety, but they also limited his actions, making him have powerful cards but unable to use them, feeling very stifled.
Thought Yang Jian intended to exhaust everyone alive like this, unexpectedly, Yang Jian responded from within the flames.
“You shouldn’t have come to Dachang City; unfortunately in this world, you’re merely driven puppets. Though in the first wave of attacks there truly are several dangerous existences, not showing a face makes it troublesome to deal with.”
Yang Jian’s figure appeared within the firelight.
“Yang Jian?” Leuk San stared intensely at that figure in the firelight, at once without hesitation, rushed out of the protection of the paper figures towards him.
The flames corroded his body, the yellow paper stuck to him ignited, layers peeled off, revealing a thin, lifeless body.
The appearance of this corpse caused the surrounding flames to retreat, unable to come close.
“A terrifying old corpse sealed within the paper figures? Want to use this against me, still falls short.” Yang Jian’s voice was heard.
Leuk San’s pupils slightly contracted, his background was seen through by this person at a glance.
While distracted, he suddenly sensed a strong danger approaching.
“Not good.” A whistling sound rang in his ear, instantly a cracked long spear flew from behind, piercing through his body, pinning him firmly to the ground.
“Such injury is useless on me.” Leuk San struggled to pull out the long spear.
But immediately, he was stunned.
His body wouldn’t obey… he couldn’t move.
The next moment, a black Ghost Hand appeared out of thin air, covering Leuk San’s face.
A forceful tug.
Leuk San’s entire face was ripped off, made from a mix of human skin and yellow paper, it looked fierce and eerie.
“Killing you is not too difficult.”
Yang Jian casually tossed Leuk San’s face, burning into the flames, vanishing quickly.
“Found you.”
Suddenly.
A stranger’s silhouette abruptly approached, a burnt smell filled the air, accompanied by an inevitable deadly supernatural power, intending to take Yang Jian’s life immediately.
However, in the next moment.
The figure of Yang Jian before them rapidly faded, eventually disappearing.
“What?” Li Leping realized at once, understanding he was deceived by the Ghost Domain.
Yang Jian was never here.
“Had preemptively guarded against you, Li Leping, now sending you on your way.”
The next moment, the cracked long spear vanished from Leuk San’s corpse, replaced by a Firewood Knife appearing out of nowhere, Li Leping barely turned his head before his head parted from his neck, falling heavily to the ground.
“You actually remember me?”
Li Leping’s fallen head was not dead yet, instead his body swiftly blurred, trying to forget this attack, intending to restart in an alternative way.
“You restart too slow.”
Yang Jian’s hand dropped the cracked long spear down, the Coffin Nail directly piercing Li Leping’s blurred head.
The forgetting restart failed directly, his eyes opened wide, dying on the spot.
“Stop for me.” At this moment, another voice shouted trying to stop Yang Jian, but it was only loud, unable to unleash any means.
Yang Jian glanced over, seeing Li Jun ignoring the influence of Ghost Flame, striding through the firelight.
“Two almost identical supernatural powers, leading Li Jun to be unaffected in this sea of fire?”
“However, this period’s Li Jun is too weak, only ensuring himself not being burned to death by the Ghost Flame, trying to deal with me is still too forced.”
Yang Jian ignored Li Jun, destined to lose himself in this Ghost Domain, lacking even the qualification to contact him.
The one truly to deal with this trip was only one.
Wang Chaling, the head of Dadong City.
This period’s Wang Chaling matched with Wang Chaling in three years time-strength-wise, inheriting the family curse, followed by deceased grandparents and parents.
At least by Wang Chaling’s death, this attack would conclude.
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