Mysterious Revival

He Yiner’s second successful summoning directly turned the tide.

The five Zhang Xiangguang who had re-emerged in the second wave suffered a severe blow, directly corrupted by the supernatural power into a heap of grave soil, becoming five small mounds on the ground. Such mounds seemed familiar, appearing in many haunted places. It’s unknown whether the mounds seen before were traces left by this decayed old man summoned here.

“This old guy is impressive, wiped out all Zhang Xiangguang at once.” Zhou Deng, now safe and sound, felt indescribable joy.

“Zhou Deng, mind your words.” He Yiner glared at him fiercely.

The summoned soul is conscious, even if temporarily, it cannot be treated as a manipulable entity. If offended, it might turn against them.

Who knows what temperament this decayed old man had in life.

The decayed old man’s shape, although gradually blurring, glanced slightly at Zhou Deng upon hearing his words: “Don’t young people know how to respect the elderly?”

“Sorry, he’s uneducated and ill-spoken, please don’t take offense.” He Yiner hurriedly apologized.

Even she, as a soul summoner, dared not point fingers in front of this dreadful elder.

“I can’t stay long, can’t take this lad with me; the rest is up to you. After all, I don’t want to interfere too much in your youngsters’ affairs. If it’s a haunting, this old guy can help you settle it. But since summoning has rarely reappeared in this world, it’s necessary to leave something behind, otherwise it contradicts the promises made to Taiping Ancient Town.”

The decayed old man sighed and slightly looked at the abandoned building ahead but chose not to intervene.

His gaze finally lingered on Li Jun and Wei Jing.

A human skin burning ghost flame, a corpse nearly shattered by Zhang Xiangguang.

He then looked at the darkness shrouding the playground nearby.

“Since the unfinished matters from before, I might as well help you complete them. Perhaps that’s fate.”

Finally, the decayed old man headed towards Wei Jing, lifted him from the ground, and left alone.

He walked towards the darkness, his steps slow, yet only a few steps and he was far gone.

“This old guy… this elder, what is he doing? He took Wei Jing away.” Zhou Deng exclaimed in shock: “Should we stop him?”

“Don’t make foolish suggestions.”

He Yiner’s face darkened: “He wants to seize the moment while he’s conscious and capable to do something, seemingly to help Wei Jing.”

“He’s aiming for the Ghost Envoy, could it be he’s intending to help Wei Jing harness the Ghost Envoy?”

Lu Zhiwen’s stiff face revealed a change in expression.

Though just a speculation, if true, it would be a great fortune.

While they were discussing, Yang Jian, Leuk San, and Li Leping had no time to pay attention over there.

They only knew the five Zhang Xiangguang were successfully stopped by He Yiner and smoothly dealt with.

Seizing this opportunity and gap, they wasted no time directly entering the abandoned teaching building.

“On the third floor.”

Leuk San looked up towards a classroom on the third level.

He could feel that there’s someone in the third-floor classroom, and there’s a strong possibility of supernatural interference, indicating that the real Zhang Xiangguang was probably in there.

“Those Zhang Xiangguang at the back have been dealt with. If the opponent can restart, after the third wave of restart, we will face the assault of five Zhang Xiangguang, so this is the only chance. Leave no reserve, fix the fight here once and for all.” Yang Jian said coldly.

Despite speaking, his movements didn’t slow at all.

In just that brief time, they had gone from the first to the third floor, heading straight for the problematic classroom.

Meanwhile.

The classroom on the third floor already had shadows moving, not just one.

“Bang!”

Without hesitation, Yang Jian’s ghost shadow covered, the outdated classroom door immediately shattered into pieces upon impact.

In this abandoned classroom, Zhang Xiangguang stood motionless in the center, but placed around him in five positions were oil lamps. The lamps were peculiar, emitting dim, yellow light when burning, ghostly and blurry.

The air was permeated with a faint corpse stench.

“Corpse Oil Lamp?” Yang Jian immediately recognized the secret of the oil lamps.

This thing, when ignited, can reveal hidden ghosts, or more precisely, hidden supernatural entities.

The chilling part was, the five oil lamps casting shadows on Zhang Xiangguang, reflected five figures moving slowly, twisting, and gradually leaving the ground, rising from the walls.

This scene resembled Yang Jian’s ghost shadow.

But unlike the ghost shadow, the five emerging figures were not shadows, rather turning into living humans as the darkness receded.

Their appearance, attire, even the machetes they held were identical, though some parts were not yet fully formed, still in shadow form, but the completion speed was rapid, within seconds reaching full form.

“Is this the secret behind Zhang Xiangguang’s restart?”

The three were briefly stunned but quickly reacted.

Strike!

Yang Jian’s black ghost shadow already covered the entire classroom, including the black oil lamps on the ground, plunging the room into darkness.

The burning corpse oil lamps were instantly snuffed out.

The shadows cast by the corpse oil lamps served as a medium; Yang Jian’s priority was to sever the medium to ensure Zhang Xiangguang’s restart failed.

Simultaneously with the ghost shadow coverage, Yang Jian charged in. Instead of throwing the spear, he opted for close contact, driving the coffin nail directly towards the Zhang Xiangguang standing in the center.

If the strike was successful, the struggle could conclude.

Simultaneously, Leuk San also made his move. His paper figure continued peeling, exposed were his dry feet marked with corpse spots, reaching out to seize a Zhang Xiangguang peeling off the wall, while his chilling feet also stomped on a shadow on the ground.

At this moment, Leuk San’s hidden terrifying supernatural power erupted.

The figure of Zhang Xiangguang, who has just restarted, began to rapidly decay, and without even opening his eyes, he had already disappeared. The silhouette beneath his feet was in even worse shape; it directly failed to restart and once again became a shadow without any supernatural power, swaying slightly before it vanished.

He struck and took out two in one move.

Li Leping’s expression was strange at this moment, his entire being trapped in a trance-like sleepwalking state, and he too headed straight for the nearest figure. This figure had completed its restart and transformed into Zhang Xiangguang’s appearance, eyes already clear and awake.

At the instant of awakening, this Zhang Xiangguang raised the large knife in his hand, ready to counterattack.

But he was a step too slow.

Li Leping was already close, the deadly curse erupted. This time he was in a sleepwalking state, and the supernatural murder overlapping made his powers reach their strongest level he could control.

The freshly awakened Zhang Xiangguang immediately froze, the pallor on his face spreading swiftly, his entire being rapidly decaying, until he completely disappeared from sight.

The two teamed up, taking advantage of Zhang Xiangguang’s restart to directly take out three.

But the remaining two were truly beyond stopping; they had already completed their restart and awakened.

“Did it work?”

Just then, Yang Jian’s Coffin Nail had already pierced through the body of Zhang Xiangguang standing under the oil lamp.

The suppression of the Coffin Nail is irrefutable; even the strongest ghost handler can be nailed down. Previous confrontations have proven this point.

“That was truly dangerous; if I was just a bit unlucky, you really would have nailed me down here with the Coffin Nail. Unfortunately, your luck was slightly off, but sometimes a slight misstep can result in a complete loss.”

However, at this moment, Zhang Xiangguang was staring intently at Yang Jian, still able to speak and conscious.

As if the Coffin Nail piercing his body hadn’t worked.

Yang Jian’s eyes narrowed.

He saw Zhang Xiangguang’s body disappear at that moment, as though merging into the surrounding darkness, leaving only a blurry outline.

Though the Coffin Nail had pierced his body, it didn’t give the sense of being nailed down.

“You are a person who doesn’t exist in reality and need some kind of medium to manifest.” Yang Jian also stared at him, the fractured spear in his hand slowly being withdrawn.

He had encountered this situation before, more than once.

There are many supernatural entities that don’t exist in reality, like the Evil Hound that needs water to appear in reality, or people who only live in memories, or the fierce ghost that only appears when you shout its name…

The real Zhang Xiangguang belongs to this category as well.

“If the confrontation continues, all my intel will be pretty much figured out by you captains. You guys are indeed no simple bunch. If not for a Soul Summoner among you bringing forth an incredible presence, you eight captains were destined for total annihilation today.”

Zhang Xiangguang’s blurred figure became even dimmer, almost vanishing from sight.

Yang Jian ignored his words and speculated, “Are you trying to change the subject? But I’ve already discovered something; only one thing in the earlier situation could serve as your medium — light.”

“You appear in places with light, and once darkness covers, you disappear before our eyes. Am I correct?”

Zhang Xiangguang’s face abruptly changed.

Indeed, Yang Jian is the most troublesome fellow.

This is definitely not something deduced from intel analysis, as the mind cannot react so fast; it is an intuition towards the supernatural, like people’s instinctive reactions.

“I’ll kill you first.”

Zhang Xiangguang’s emotions fluctuated at this moment, his tone laden with chilling murder intent, without any concealment.

Even the medium has been analyzed, which means he no longer has the advantage, not even his own restart can be sealed.

And the setup he designed to fight to the death with eight captains will soon be broken.

If it breaks, his plan is very likely to fail.

This must absolutely be avoided.

The other two Zhang Xiangguang moved, and along with the blurred main body in front, all charged toward Yang Jian.

“Now, you’re too late.”

The Ghost Shadow under Yang Jian’s feet spread once more, as thick, dark ink instantly engulfed the entire classroom.

Without light, the attacking Zhang Xiangguang completely disappeared from sight.

Because he cannot manifest in darkness.

Meanwhile, Yang Jian, standing in place, did not suffer any attack.

The massive crisis was temporarily resolved.

“Did you guess right?”

Leuk San asked with surprise, his voice echoing in the pitch-black classroom.

Yang Jian said, “Don’t let your guard down, we just interrupted his medium; it doesn’t mean we’ve won, he’s still alive and right next to us.”

“At least we’ve trapped him now.” Li Leping said.

“Trapped? The interruption of the medium just means I temporarily can’t attack you, but it doesn’t mean I’m trapped by you. Without light, while I can’t attack you, you also can’t reach me. Supernatural invasion and confrontation are mutual; you should be quite clear about this.”

Zhang Xiangguang’s voice sounded, hovering in the darkness, and even his footsteps could be heard.

But he didn’t leave footprints as a medium; he seemed to have always been guarding against that.

Evidently, Zhang Xiangguang had done some research on Yang Jian.

Yang Jian frowned.

In his mind, he was rapidly thinking of the next strategy.

Because he knew that cutting off the light and blocking the medium would not trap Zhang Xiangguang for long; this guy surely has a way to break through the coverage of the Ghost Shadow.

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by novlove.com