Mysterious Revival - Chapter 1538 - 1501: The Female Corpse's Intent

The red spear flashed into view.

At this distance, combined with the envelopment of the Ghost Flame, there was absolutely no possibility of a miss, unless the ghost before him was as immune to the Coffin Nail as the captain of the Ghost Ship, but such ghosts are extremely rare, and Yang Jian didn’t think he was lucky enough to encounter two in a row.

The next moment.

The spear pierced through the figure within the Ghost Flame, and the terrifying suppression of the Coffin Nail manifested.

In just the blink of an eye, the red spear had pinned the fierce ghost to the wall behind.

And this was no illusion; it truly pierced through the fierce ghost.

“Did it succeed so easily?” Yang Jian was instead a bit surprised at this moment.

Because he knew the ghost before him was highly unusual, being an entity that could avoid the detection of the Evil Hound and enter the Ghost Dream World, even in reality, it could ignore the gaze of the Ghost Eyes.

Logically, such a ghost shouldn’t be so easily resolved.

With some doubt, Yang Jian walked toward the female corpse pinned to the wall. At this moment, he had the illusion that the appearance of this ghost wasn’t to attack him, but to attract his attention, because the timing of the ghost’s appearance was too coincidental, right when he was about to take the Black Umbrella.

If these two things are linked, was the female corpse’s true intent to prevent him from taking the Black Umbrella?

But why would the female corpse want to stop him from doing so?

Was it worried he would enter the sixth layer of the Ghost Umbrella and be trapped there, unable to leave, or did it think Yang Jian contacting the umbrella would be very dangerous and wanted to save him?

But both of these guesses are based on one condition.

That is, this female corpse is conscious and not a true ghost in the strictest sense.

With such doubts, Yang Jian stood before the female corpse pinned down.

The Coffin Nail indeed had its effect; the female corpse had now fallen silent, motionless, and blood was flowing from the spot pierced by the Coffin Nail.

Yang Jian dipped his finger in a bit of the blood to examine it.

The blood was cold, without any warmth, yet very fresh, not like a corpse that had lain silent for years, but more like a freshly deceased person.

Yang Jian turned to look back at the Black Umbrella not far away.

Because of the female corpse, he was now filled with hesitation, pondering whether he should pick up the Black Umbrella and enter the sixth layer.

The warning from the female corpse might have been well-intentioned.

Yang Jian dared not gamble with his life lightly; if he took a wrong step and got trapped in the sixth layer of the Black Umbrella, he might miss the opportunity and ultimately perish under the resurrection of the fierce ghost.

“To understand the true situation, I must find out from this female corpse, but now it’s pinned by the Coffin Nail, silent, unable to provide any information, unless I take the risk of pulling out the Coffin Nail and releasing it to perhaps get some useful information.”

“If I release this fierce ghost, it might haunt me stubbornly, never leaving my side, and by then, I wouldn’t have such a good chance to imprison it again.”

Yang Jian was weighing the situation in his heart.

But soon he reached a decision.

Without much hesitation, Yang Jian reached out for the red spear, pulling it out of the female corpse, releasing it from the Coffin Nail’s restriction.

The reason for doing so was that Yang Jian had assessed the strength between himself and the female corpse.

Now, Yang Jian felt confident enough to handle the female corpse, even if he released it, he had the confidence to manage it.

Without the Coffin Nail’s suppression, the supernatural nature of the female corpse quickly emerged.

The wound pierced by the Coffin Nail was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the flowing blood stopped, but unlike before, the female corpse did not disappear, still standing in front of Yang Jian.

Yang Jian said nothing, standing quietly by the side and observing, his heart full of vigilance.

At any sign of abnormality, he would not hesitate to pin the female corpse down again.

“I cannot judge whether you’re alive, a fierce ghost, or a conscious anomaly, but if you can communicate with me, I hope you will respond. You only have one chance; if you don’t respond, I will act directly to imprison you.”

Yang Jian spoke, attempting to communicate with the female corpse.

If this female corpse was a true fierce ghost, it would not react to Yang Jian’s words, but if it was conscious, it would be different.

What would the result be?

Yang Jian stared at the female corpse, eagerly anticipating its reaction.

With the revival of the female corpse’s supernatural nature, it regained mobility.

The stiff body began to move, stepping forward slowly, as if seeking Yang Jian’s voice.

But Yang Jian’s spear struck the ground heavily, emitting a deep sound.

This was a strong warning.

The female corpse seemed to hear Yang Jian’s warning strike and immediately stopped, not moving forward any further.

This reaction undoubtedly indicated to Yang Jian that the female corpse had some level of consciousness, not a pure fierce ghost, because a pure ghost would not heed Yang Jian’s warning.

After stopping, the female corpse didn’t attack Yang Jian; instead, it slowly raised a hand.

That hand was bloodless, appearing very pale.

Seeing the hand suspended in mid-air, unmoving, Yang Jian frowned, uncertain of the female corpse’s intent.

He observed, and the posture of the female corpse remained unchanged.

Obviously, Yang Jian hadn’t grasped the female corpse’s intent, especially with its face covered with a layer of thick lime, preventing it from seeing or speaking, perhaps only able to hear since its ears might not be covered by lime.

“I’m not good at riddles, but since the female corpse is conscious and didn’t attack me, its appearance earlier suggested it was warning me not to take the Black Umbrella from the fifth layer, and the warning wasn’t malicious but benevolent.”

Yang Jian thought to himself.

However, he still attempted to communicate with the female corpse.

After hesitating, Yang Jian also raised his hand, grasping the female corpse’s hand.

Perhaps the requirement of the female corpse wasn’t complex; perhaps it only needed to touch.

Grasping the hand brought no change; all Yang Jian felt was the ice-cold, lifeless hand, yet it wasn’t stiff; instead, it was soft like a living person’s.

When the attempt proved futile, Yang Jian intended to withdraw his hand.

But the next moment.

The female corpse’s cold, pale hand suddenly grabbed Yang Jian’s wrist tightly and with great strength.

This abrupt reaction almost instinctively made Yang Jian prepare to lift his spear to decapitate and dismember the female corpse.

However, before Yang Jian acted, his consciousness blurred.

“This feeling is… entering a dream?”

Yang Jian realized his consciousness was entering a dream.

But how could this be, considering the source of the Ghost Dream was the Evil Hound, and the Evil Hound followed his commands. As long as he instructed the hound, he wouldn’t dream.

How could the female corpse possibly usurp the supernatural ability of the Evil Hound?

It was incomprehensible.

With these thoughts, Yang Jian successfully entered the dream.

The dream world remained unchanged, still the familiar village.

This was Yang Jian’s hometown.

Standing in the middle of a clearing in the village, his mind was particularly clear, immediately attempting to call the Evil Hound.

The next moment.

A large Evil Hound came running from a corner of the village.

“This is indeed the normal Ghost Dream World, and the Evil Hound has no issues, so all of this is quite outrageous.” Yang Jian’s heart was filled with doubt.

Then.

Yang Jian felt the familiar sensation of being watched.

He immediately looked in a certain direction.

Under a residential building in the village stood a woman dressed in tattered and old clothing.

Undoubtedly, the woman was the same female corpse from before.

However, unlike before, this female corpse in the Ghost Dream was not covered in lime but appeared normal, complete with intact features and showing nothing strange.

“Who are you? It seems you’ve been following me for a while.” Yang Jian asked, staring at her.

By his side, the Evil Hound finally noticed the third presence in this dream world, its eyes glowing red and baring its fangs, looking fiercely menacing.

With just one word from Yang Jian, the Evil Hound could rush forth and tear the woman to pieces.

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