Mysterious Revival - Chapter 1462 - 1429: The Two Men's Exhaustion

In the absence of restrictions on the Ghost Ship, Yang Jian’s supernatural powers were unleashed. Under such circumstances, he had the means to confront malevolent spirits, and he could handle three or four at once with relative ease.

After swiftly dealing with the three terrifying ghosts around him, Yang Jian focused his attention on the malevolent spirit before him, its facial features blurred. He waited for the moment it bent down to pick up the Copper Coin.

Usually, malevolent spirits that don’t exist in reality are difficult to deal with, but the Copper Coin on the ground broke this boundary, forcing the otherwise solely conceptual ghosts to appear in reality. Although their presence was fleeting, it was enough for a top-tier ghost handler like Yang Jian.

“It’s now.”

Yang Jian seized the moment. He saw the ghost’s cold, rigid fingers touch the Copper Coin on the ground. He blinked his eyes intentionally, yet the ghost showed no change and continued to pick up the coin.

This Copper Coin not only attracted hidden ghosts but also briefly captured their attention, interrupting their supernatural attacks.

With a swift step forward, Yang Jian dashed over, pulling out a red spear nailed beside him, and without hesitation, slashed at the ghost bending down to pick up the money.

This time, the Firewood Knife’s attack did not miss; it accurately tore open the ghost’s body, dismembering it into two parts.

“Thud!”

The heavy body of the ghost fell heavily to the ground, and the Copper Coin it had just picked up slipped from its grasp. At this moment, even without the coin’s influence, the ghost couldn’t disappear again; it had lost its imaginary existence and became a split corpse in reality.

The ghost, dismembered by the Firewood Knife, had its supernatural powers scattered. Without retrieving its pieces, the ghost could never return to its original state.

Yang Jian picked up one half of the dismembered body and threw it overboard.

The ghost was dangerous and challenging to deal with; now that it was dismembered, it couldn’t be allowed to recover, so the two halves of its body must be kept separate to prevent it from piecing itself together.

Yet it was unknown where the body thrown from the Ghost Ship might end up.

“The immediate danger has been temporarily dealt with, but this state shouldn’t last long.” Yang Jian remained on high alert, not letting his guard down for even a moment.

He then bent down to pick up the fallen Copper Coin, reclaiming this supernatural item.

But just as he finished this task, Yang Jian’s expression suddenly changed as he looked in a particular direction.

It was where the Ghost Flame burned.

Within the Ghost Flame, a terrifying figure struggled, the same malevolent spirit that had attempted to attack Yang Jian earlier.

He initially thought the ghost would be ignited under the Ghost Flame’s fire and restrained in place, unable to move. However, the Ghost Flame that engulfed the ghost began to extinguish rapidly at this moment.

The ghost wasn’t set on fire; instead, it was putting out the flames.

Soon, the once-blazing Ghost Flame entirely went out, leaving the area that was covered in flames empty and devoid of ghostly presence, leaving only a pile of charred remains like a heap of burned ashes.

A ghost cannot be killed by Ghost Flame; the only explanation is that the flame destroyed the body hosting the ghost, allowing the true ghost to escape.

“What a nuisance.” Yang Jian could sense that the ghost was hovering nearby, already targeting him.

Yet he couldn’t focus all his energy on that one ghost, for the Ghost Ship’s dangers were not limited to just this one; more disturbances arose from the surrounding darkness, diverting Yang Jian’s attention elsewhere.

Suddenly.

Yang Jian felt a spell of dizziness, a chilling aura emerging from the back of his head, directly corroding his consciousness, almost causing him to faint on the spot.

It had come.

This was another supernatural attack; an unknown ghost was assaulting Yang Jian’s consciousness.

Luckily, the Evil Hound embedded in his memory manifested at this moment.

In a blur, Yang Jian heard the snarling and roaring of the Evil Hound.

Then the supernatural force attacking his consciousness retreated, the cold sensation withdrawing from behind him, followed by a series of footsteps in the darkness as the ghost distanced itself, ending this assault.

“Damn it, just standing here leads to bizarre attacks from malevolent spirits. This deck is too dangerous.” As Yang Jian’s consciousness gradually recovered, he shook his head, alleviating the dizziness.

Yet as soon as he steadied himself, he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye of a figure rushing towards him in the dark.

“Damn it.”

Yang Jian, both startled and furious, gathered the Ghost Shadow into an impenetrable wall before him.

However, he immediately felt an immense force striking him.

The Ghost Shadow shook, opening sinister gashes, and the dark wall was instantly shattered, while the powerful force sent Yang Jian flying, rolling several times on the ground before coming to a stop.

“What the hell is this?” Yang Jian felt intense pain all over, his body feeling disassembled, nearly losing sensation.

In truth, his body was fine; it was the Ghost Shadow that got disoriented from the impact, as if it were about to fall into slumber, making manipulation of his body nearly impossible.

He opened his ghost eye, intending to discern what it was.

Yet in the next instant, the shadow flickered and disappeared from the view of the ghost eye, while severe supernatural interference around prevented the ghost eye from seeing far, leaving him to watch helplessly as the shadow fled.

“There are too many ghosts lurking around; even though I can contend with four or five ghosts, I can’t keep this up for long.”

Yang Jian took a deep breath, adjusted himself, and stood once more. As soon as he stood up, he slashed with the Firewood Knife towards the surrounding darkness.

From the gloom fell a dead man’s arm, landing at his feet.

A nearby malevolent spirit was casually dismembered by Yang Jian.

Yet the situation showed no sign of improvement.

The longer one stayed on the deck, the greater the dangers became. Although Yang Jian wielded powerful supernatural forces, capable of resisting ghostly attacks time and again, there were moments of defensive lapse, occasionally suffering attacks and sustaining injuries.

After minutes of this relentless struggle, Yang Jian had no choice but to restart, erasing the supernatural injuries inflicted on his body.

And once resorted to a restart, there would be a second time.

Before his first restart, Yang Jian persisted for five minutes, but before his second restart, he only lasted three minutes.

It wasn’t that his strength had weakened but that the surrounding dangers had proliferated, with some ghosts appearing through forms of curses that the Firewood Knife couldn’t sever, nor the Coffin Nail pin. In the end, he had to use the Ghost Scissors to cut the curse, breaking the supernatural assault.

Yang Jian fought alone in the darkness, and a short distance away, Ye Zhen was facing similar circumstances.

Ye Zhen, wielding a twisted long sword, battled malevolent spirits in the dark, enduring one lethal assault after another. But harnessing the Scapegoat Ghost made him nearly invincible, effortlessly redirecting these supernatural assaults onto other spirits.

Thus, up until now, he hadn’t sustained any injuries, still managing to yell out undauntedly.

“Yang Wudi, are you still alive? Need my help? It’s absolutely no pressure on my end; just call out if you need assistance.” He shouted out loudly.

“I won’t die; you better take care of yourself.” Yang Jian’s voice echoed through the darkness.

Ye Zhen had the Scapegoat Ghost, Yang Jian had the restart; each had a fallback to survival, the only way to kill them would be an extraordinarily terrifying ghost beyond comprehension, or allowing the myriad ghosts on the Ghost Ship to wear them down alive.

So far, the encountered ghosts, while scary and troublesome, were within their manageable range.

They might not defeat them but neither would they fall to the ghosts.

Yet Yang Jian felt that the ghosts on this Ghost Ship were more than just numerous; there must be some extremely terrifying ghost that hasn’t appeared. If it were merely like this, then assembling all the captains should be enough to handle the Ghost Ship. The King Organization wouldn’t gamble everything on this ship.

For now, they simply hadn’t encountered ghosts beyond their capacity to handle.

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