“The situation is too dangerous. Yang Jian alone can hardly withstand the attacks of so many fierce ghosts; we must support him.”

Tong Qian’s eyes suddenly narrowed at this moment. She saw terrifying and horrifying figures standing on the Ghost Lake. These ghosts couldn’t sink into the water and were all surrounding Yang Jian, and their numbers were increasing over time.

Even though Yang Jian harnessed a powerful supernatural ability and mastered the restart, facing this many ghosts might overwhelm him, especially since the terror level of these ghosts is very high.

On the side, He Yuelian and Leuk San’s paper person also felt something was amiss.

This Ghost Ship seemed to be specifically targeting Yang Jian. Just approaching the ghosts on that ship would cause so many to fall continuously, and these ghosts were terrifying entities that couldn’t sink into the Ghost Lake.

“Yang Jian mentioned earlier that if he didn’t ask us to intervene, making a move now would disrupt all previous plans. Besides, since Yang Jian hasn’t asked for help, it means the situation is still under his control,” He Yuelian said calmly, with no intention of stepping in to help.

Leuk San’s paper person also said: “She’s right, we can’t throw ourselves into chaos now. Yang Jian is still handling it; we only need to watch. Everything goes according to plan, and actually, Tong Qian, you know that since Yang Jian chose to confront the Ghost Ship alone, he was prepared to die here. Although the situation is cruel, this is his choice.”

Tong Qian fell silent upon hearing this.

He also knew that confronting the Ghost Ship would come at a significant cost, but now there was no manpower left, and only Yang Jian could step up.

Even if He Yuelian helped, the impact would be limited, and she still needed to maintain the ghost painting world. After all, there were still the residents of a city within her controlled ghost painting world, and she needed to ensure its operation so its people were not disturbed by the supernatural. If she was targeted by the ghosts,

problems would likely arise in the ghost painting world.

By then, it would be another disaster.

Therefore, Yang Jian’s previous arrangement hadn’t planned for He Yuelian to act.

“Things haven’t reached a desperate point yet. There’s good news from Dahai City — Ye Zhen has returned. By this time, he’s probably already set out for Dazhou City. However, his Ghost Domain range isn’t very large, so it will take some time to support,” Leuk San’s paper person said.

“When supernatural forces collide, life and death can be decided tens of times within a minute. Even if Ye Zhen provides support in time, Yang Jian is still in danger,” Tong Qian said.

However, while they were talking, Yang Jian had already confronted those terrifying fierce ghosts.

“It seems I’ve triggered some killing patterns of fierce ghosts. Now, I’ve been targeted by the ghosts.” Yang Jian’s expression was grim at this moment, as he saw several terrifying figures approaching.

However, quite a few fierce ghosts stood on Ghost Lake without any movement.

This indicated these ghosts hadn’t targeted Yang Jian.

“I can’t hesitate. Before the ghosts attack me, I need to dismember as many fierce ghosts as possible. Only this way can I reduce the surrounding danger.” Yang Jian was decisive and acted once more, opening his ghost eyes and instinctively using the Ghost Domain to move and attack the closest ghost.

That ghost took no action, which was an excellent opportunity for Yang Jian.

However, the moment the Ghost Domain of the ghost eyes spread out, the crimson world in his eyes immediately distorted. A greyish mist drifted in from somewhere, beginning to obscure the vision of the ghost eyes, and in the center of that misty area, he vaguely saw a bizarre figure.

As time passed, the greyish area started to obscure Yang Jian’s eyes, and he felt as if his vision was sinking into darkness.

Yet in reality, there was nothing around Yang Jian, no greyish eerie presence.

Clearly, this supernatural presence didn’t exist in reality, and the attack on Yang Jian wasn’t sudden; he just hadn’t noticed it earlier.

“This is a supernatural attack targeting consciousness.” After the greyish world enveloped him, Yang Jian found that his eyelids became heavy, and his consciousness seemed affected, wanting to drift into unconsciousness.

However, in the next moment,

a howl from an Evil Hound echoed in his mind, which instantly invigorated Yang Jian, causing his heavy eyelids to open again.

The Evil Hound protecting Yang Jian’s consciousness noticed another supernatural intrusion and appeared proactively.

After regaining clarity, Yang Jian’s eyes moved slightly, choosing not to address the supernatural attack, as he believed in terms of consciousness attack, no fierce ghost could match his inner Evil Hound.

Immediately,

he wielded the red spear and swiftly charged towards the unmoving fierce ghost nearby, chopping down with the Firewood Knife in his hand.

The attack was effective.

Before the fierce ghost took any action, it was split in half directly by Yang Jian’s Firewood Knife.

After the supernatural being was dismembered, the level of terror sharply decreased.

The Ghost Lake began to take effect, and the halved fierce ghost began to rapidly sink into the lake, disappearing in an instant.

But before Yang Jian could adjust after doing this,

suddenly,

a cold breeze seemed to blow; a humanoid piece of clothing drifted in mid-air. The clothing was old-fashioned, slightly tattered, and emanated an ominous aura. Whether by chance or intention, the clothing landed directly on Yang Jian.

Subsequently, the old clothing inexplicably began to entwine around Yang Jian as if it were conscious.

At this moment, Yang Jian felt his whole body was being constrained, and this old garment was like a rope tightening around him, as if it was trying to strangle him.

In reality, this old garment was slowly merging into Yang Jian’s body, first growing a layer of old skin, which looked quite creepy, and wherever this old skin covered, his body seemed to completely lose control, refusing to obey him.

If truly eroded by this supernatural entity, Yang Jian feared he would become some kind of supernatural puppet.

But now, Yang Jian was not only resisting this supernatural attack; other fierce ghosts were also closing in, which meant he couldn’t afford to spend a lot of time dealing with just one ghost, thus he had to make a quick decision.

“Restart.”

Without hesitation, amidst the short few seconds of confrontation, Yang Jian was forced to restart.

After the restart ended, his body freed from the ghost’s constraints, and he immediately took out a red pair of scissors. Upon contacting the Ghost Scissors, several phantom threads appeared in front of Yang Jian, each thread connecting him on one end and the fierce ghost on the other.

Yang Jian used the Ghost Scissors to directly cut off several of these phantom threads.

Cutting the threads essentially disrupted the fierce ghost’s killing routine.

Immediately, all the agitated ghosts around stopped their actions because they lost their target. Unless Yang Jian triggered the fierce ghost’s killing routine again, these ghosts wouldn’t attack him.

In this relatively safe moment, Yang Jian had to act quickly.

The Firewood Knife slashed again.

The old garment in front of him was directly torn into several pieces of ragged cloth, which no longer had the ability to kill, finally drifting down onto the lake’s surface, swallowed by the cold lake water, swiftly disappearing from sight.

After dismembering another ghost, Yang Jian rushed in another direction.

Not far from him stood another fierce ghost on the water’s surface, planning to attack Yang Jian, but due to the Ghost Scissors cutting the curse, this ghost had to cease its action.

Seizing this gap, Yang Jian closed in and the Firewood Knife swung down once more.

Undoubtedly, the fierce ghost was dismembered again.

…

“Amidst the siege by such level fierce ghosts, Yang Jian actually started to counterattack.” Tong Qian watched from a distance, finding it utterly incredible.

In that situation just now, if it were him, he would’ve been pushed to the point of ghastly ghost revival, yet the current Yang Jian was effortlessly resolving the crisis.

Whether it was the timing of restarting himself, the use of the Ghost Scissors, or the dismemberment by the Firewood Knife, each was used just right.

This caused the number of fierce ghosts around to decrease at a visibly rapid speed.

“His experience in opposing the supernatural is too extensive, and he is very adept at using his supernatural strengths. The only regret is, he is alone. If there were a few more ghost tamers like Yang Jian, they might really be able to block the Ghost Ship.” He Yuelian was also observing and noticed some differences between herself and Yang Jian.

It’s not just about the strength of supernatural elements, but the differences in coping styles and problem-solving abilities.

“Don’t even think about it; it’s impossible. Beneath the simple supernatural conflict lies the collision of various top-tier supernatural forces. The S-level Ghost Lake collaborated with a weapon that can grant wishes and dismember fierce ghosts, coupled with the unstoppable restart ability of the Ghost Eye…one might say any single one of these powers possesses Captain Level strength, and Yang Jian has them all.” Leuk San’s paper figure observed for a short while and shook his head, realizing this scene was only possible with the synchronization of these top-tier supernatural powers.

If any of these abilities were missing, they would face great danger now.

“Unless Yang Jian is pushed to his limits, or a ghost appears that can block Yang Jian’s restart ability, otherwise these ghosts could never kill Yang Jian.” Leuk San’s paper figure quietly assessed.

He could also see that although Yang Jian got attacked by fierce ghosts several times, narrowly escaping danger, he shook off the supernatural assault in the blink of an eye and retaliated almost as if nothing had happened.

Moreover, with the Firewood Knife, regardless of how vicious the fierce ghost was, once hit, it was instantly dismembered, its terror level plummeting swiftly, and swallowed by the Ghost Lake, presenting no risk of going out of control.

Clearly, the ability to restart oneself is too indefensible.

Normally, with such a supernatural ability, being able to use it once or twice a day would be lucky; using it more would definitely trigger a ghost revival.

But from just a moment ago till now, Yang Jian has already used restart four or five times during his fight against the fierce ghosts without reaching any limits.

Now, Leuk San also believed Yang Jian’s previous words.

There might be many who can oppose him, but likely not a single one qualified to persist in a confrontation with him.

“If this continues, they might just win this time.” Leuk San’s paper figure continued to watch everything unfold in the distance.

The situation seemed to be gradually improving.

In this brief moment, nearly ten fierce ghosts had been dismembered, but the worrying part was more ghosts kept dropping down from the Ghost Ship, albeit at a much slower pace than before.

As long as he holds out a little longer, Yang Jian’s speed in confronting the fierce ghosts will surpass the speed of the ghosts’ increase.

Now the only concern was the entity controlling the Ghost Ship.

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