Mysterious Revival-Chapter 1121 - 1087: The Last Piece of Clothing

Yang Jian altered the landscape to keep Ghost Lake near Zhongzhou City, preventing the spread of the supernatural.

The effect was there, but not as effective as imagined. Ghost Lake's water wasn't just ordinary water; it was a supernatural product, and once it mixed into the rivers, it could pollute the waters. Retracting it through ordinary means wouldn't work; supernatural methods were needed.

Ah Hong disguised herself as Wei Jing and used the power of a Ghost Envoy to reverse the flow of the lake water.

Yang Jian went further by using the supernatural power he had stolen from Ghost Lake to curb its spread.

With this, the effects finally began to show.

But as a price, the supernatural power Yang Jian controlled had already spread out, entering various water bodies and polluting many areas.

This was something unavoidable.

If he didn't do this, Ghost Lake would go out of control.

Therefore, rather than letting the supernatural power from Ghost Lake spread, Yang Jian opted to spread it first to block Ghost Lake.

"Such a large-scale terrain alteration affects reality; the impact on me is still too significant, not to mention that I used a reboot once and a six-layer Ghost Domain before." Yang Jian felt the skin on his forehead twitching.

An uncontrollable anomaly appeared in the Ghost Eye.

The inherently dangerous Ghost Eye was suppressed only with the help of Ghost Shadow and the quota from a Ghost Hand, showing no signs of resurrection, allowing him to open the Ghost Domain to the seventh layer, reaching the point of rebooting himself.

But even so, it couldn't withstand such prolonged and large-scale use.

A ghost, after all, is a ghost, an uncontrollable existence.

But now wasn't the time to stop.

Yang Jian stood expressionless in the sky, still observing the surroundings' every move, continuing to modify the terrain and straighten river courses.

At this moment, Ghost Lake was stably rising, but correspondingly, its range expanded, beginning to submerge Zhongzhou City and Taiping Ancient Town.

Yang Jian didn't want to move Zhongzhou City; this city was already severely corroded by the supernatural. No one dared to live there, fearing future hauntings, so he decided to sink Zhongzhou City into the lake altogether.

Taiping Ancient Town was quite special; within it was a Ghost Street, and it held some secrets from the past.

But Yang Jian couldn't move this ancient town and could only leave it be, whether it would be submerged or sink into the lake depended on the future.

The action to block the spread of Ghost Lake lasted nearly half an hour.

Ah Hong was the first to give in.

She crawled out of the river, soaking wet, with her makeup completely ruined, revealing a horrifying face. The skin was rotten, incomplete, and colorless from being soaked in lake water, looking like a face chewed by a dead person, terrifying at first glance.

This was a side effect of ghost makeup.

The more frequent the makeup, the greater the corrosion on herself. Her face had already started decaying; the abnormality wasn't apparent daily because she re-applied makeup on the decayed parts to look like her previous self.

But now.

Ah Hong had reached her limit; her makeup was entirely ruined, showing her true self.

"Yang Jian, I can only help you this far."

She painfully covered her face on the ground, enduring the agony of her face decaying.

"Enough, it's already enough, you take a good rest." Yang Jian nodded, affirming her effort.

His Ghost Eye also restlessly moved.

His condition was deteriorating too.

However, he said not a word more, for now, he was the only one who could do all this; nobody else could control this Ghost Lake as he did, even if other captains used a Ghost Domain.

With part of the supernatural power from Ghost Lake stolen, Yang Jian had to shoulder the corresponding mission.

"Ah Hong seems a bit off," Cao Yang glanced over at Ah Hong's miserable state, thinking silently.

But he was powerless.

Supernatural corrosion, ghost resurrection, such issues had always been a nightmare for ghost handlers.

"But this still doesn't solve the supernatural incident. Although the spread of Ghost Lake has been stopped, it hasn't been solved. The ghosts are still there, and those soaked in Ghost Lake are also breaking free."

Cao Yang was well aware of the current situation.

It was certainly quite dire.

Just not utterly hopeless.

Forty-five minutes later.

Yang Jian felt he had reached his limit; he couldn't continue recklessly using supernatural powers. The Ghost Domain that covered a hundred kilometers was retracting, and the terrain was no longer changing dramatically. However, the time he spent had shown its results, leaving the rest for time to calm.

Slowly descending from the sky.

Yang Jian appeared with the others on the rooftop of a high-rise in Zhongzhou City.

Ghost Lake had spread, completely submerging Zhongzhou City. The water had reached a height of ten floors and was still rising.

"Yang Jian, has Ghost Lake been successfully sealed?"

Feng Quan, who had been watching everything from the rooftop, hurried to ask.

"No, although it hasn't spread, it's destined to be out of control, and in the coming period, ghosts will intermittently emerge from Ghost Lake. Those are ghosts that Ghost Lake can't restrain, which will be terrifying, but let's not worry about them now." Yang Jian said, "How is Ah Hong's condition?"

"The supernatural has invaded her body; her face is almost completely decayed, but she's not going to die just yet. However, after this incident, she likely won't be able to take on missions anymore."

Cao Yang checked Ah Hong beside him, frowning.

Ah Hong's one eye was blind, her eyebrows gone, all eroded by the remaining ghost makeup.

"Being alive is good." Yang Jian glanced, expressionless.

"I need to dive into Ghost Lake now to retrieve Li Jun and Leuk San. I can't let them sink to the bottom without any response since they're not dead yet."

Cao Yang hesitated, "That's too risky; the ghosts in Ghost Lake are still there, and it's currently out of control. If you encounter danger, you'll die in there."

He didn't support Yang Jian doing this.

"If Li Jun and Leuk San aren't brought out, we can't handle the forthcoming matters; we lack manpower."

Yang Jian said in a deep voice, "Moreover, besides dealing with Ghost Lake, we have to keep an eye on those few enemies."

He glanced inadvertently at the three people on the distant black boat.

Even though the Evil Hound suddenly appeared and bit one of them to death, the remaining three were still the most threatening and couldn't be taken lightly.

"It's decided then, Feng Quan, Cao Yang, you two stay with Ah Hong and keep an eye on them."

Yang Jian said, then slowly took out an iron ring from his pocket.

Though the ring was iron, it seemed to be polished from a ghastly white human bone.

This was a supernatural item Yang Jian made before coming to Ghost Lake, and he named it Ghost Ring.

Once worn, as long as the surrounding number of people reaches three, you'll never be discovered.

However, to ghosts, he couldn't be sure if it was effective.

Nonetheless, having it was better than nothing, even if it had a slight effect.

As soon as the ring was worn.

Yang Jian was clearly still standing in place, but in the eyes of Feng Quan and Cao Yang, it was as though he had already disappeared, directly ceasing to exist.

Without saying a word.

He leapt down, plunging directly into the Ghost Lake from the tall building.

"Splash!"

A huge splash echoed.

Though no one was seen, this massive disturbance said it all.

Boss Liu, on the black boat, was initially puzzled upon seeing this scene, then he understood: "That young man has gone into the Ghost Lake himself again. This time, probably to retrieve the person who sank to the lake bottom before. They are short-handed, and the ghosts in the Ghost Lake are freeing themselves to leave, once a few remarkable ghosts emerge, they will be hard to handle. So now he's organizing the team to enhance the strength."

"Taiping Ancient Town is already inundated. Perhaps this is the last chance."

The state of the one-eyed elderly man recovered considerably; the wound on his neck had almost healed.

However, the dismembered supernatural within him had not recovered so quickly.

Seeing Yang Jian voluntarily enter the Ghost Lake, he hesitated again.

Boss Liu said, "Rules shouldn't be broken time and again. He managed the Ghost Lake and reversed the situation, which means the words of the previous elders were correct. I understand your desire to save Taiping Town; to be honest, so do I, but what's happened, has happened. We are already old, with not many years left, disappearing quietly will suffice. We shouldn't block the path of the young."

"If you really decide to act, I will stop you."

The one-eyed elderly man glanced at him: "You are not my opponent."

But just as he finished speaking, the Faceless Person who had been motionless turned around at that moment, extending his hand to block the one-eyed elderly man, his attitude clear without words.

Boss Liu chuckled, "See, he disagrees too."

"So be it."

The one-eyed elderly man stared at the gradually submerged ancient town in the distance, his eyes somewhat hazy.

A place he guarded for a lifetime had become an obsession.

Today, it was to be swallowed by the Ghost Lake; he couldn't accept this. Not to mention Yang Jian, even if the great king of the heavens came, he'd risk his life.

The outside world had nothing to do with him; he only wanted to guard this little plot.

Yet this era could no longer accommodate him.

Even the last two residents of the ancient town wanted to oppose him.

Silently for a long time.

The one-eyed elderly man bent down to pick up the small paper boat, then drew a match from his bosom, which seemed a bit special, igniting with a gentle swipe on his finger.

The paper boat burned, emitting thick smoke.

He threw the paper boat into the distant air.

Thick smoke rolled, thicker than imagined.

The paper boat soon burned to ashes, and amid the smoke, a massive wooden boat emerged, as if supernatural power was unleashed, and illusion turned real; finally, this huge wooden boat plummeted onto the lake surface with a crash, splashing waves.

"The young won't use the paper boat, so I might as well help them. Hopefully, the situation in the Ghost Lake will improve," the one-eyed elderly man said.

After doing this, he squatted down, silently gazing at the laundry woman's corpse, tossing the half-burned match onto it.

In the cold, damp body unexpectedly ignited in an instant, bursting into fierce flames.

"Ahem, why burn the corpse here?" Boss Liu waved his hand, slightly spreading his fingers.

On the small wooden boat, the distance altered; the small boat clearly only a few meters long was forcibly stretched to several hundred meters, allowing the burning corpse not to disturb nor cause fire injury.

The laundry woman's corpse gradually blackened in the flames, her clothes quickly turning to ashes, while the flames carried shrill screams.

Each piece of clothing seemed to host a fierce ghost, eerily chilling.

Yet this fire was peculiar, capable of burning supernatural, even more terrifying than the Ghost Flame controlled by Li Jun.

Or perhaps, this fire was deeply connected to the Ghost Flame.

But all this was irrelevant now.

The laundry woman's corpse, along with the eerie clothing, burned down, the firelight gradually fading, smoke swiftly vanishing.

From the ashes, the one-eyed elderly man reached in.

Only one piece of clothing remained.

This clothing couldn't be burned any longer, featuring grotesque faces, twisted bodies, charred torso imprints, as if multiple fierce ghosts were lodged in it, extremely perilous.

"This is Taiping Town's last stitched piece, also its finest work, surpassing the funeral garment," the one-eyed elderly man shook off the ashes, looking at the masterpiece with a trace of nostalgia.

Taiping Town's tailor shop was gone today.

Boss Liu said softly, "What do you plan to do with this garment?"

"Naturally keep it for Taiping Town's people, not outsiders," said the one-eyed elderly man.

"Taiping Town has no one left; even the last one died in the lake," Boss Liu stated.

The one-eyed elderly man replied, "Then find a way to pull her out of the lake; we old folks can vanish, but the younger generation can't be entirely eradicated; we must leave at least one."

"What methods do you have?" asked Boss Liu.

The one-eyed elderly man remained silent, clutching the garment without a word, gazing at the eerie, cold lake surface.

At this moment.

Yang Jian had already sunk into the Ghost Lake, his ghostly eyes peering into the cold, dark waters, capturing everything around him.

The Ghost Lake was terrifying, but for someone who had stolen part of its supernatural power, it had little effect on Yang Jian.

So long as the Ghost Lake didn't reclaim that puzzle piece, Yang Jian could move within it.

But such movement was exceedingly perilous.

Mere moments passed.

Yang Jian felt the surrounding waters changing; he vaguely saw a haunting figure roaming near, elusive because it was a fierce ghost entirely formed by the lake water, sometimes solidifying, then dissipating, melding with the lake.

"The ghost is searching for me."

Yang Jian touched the Ghost Ring in his hand.

Clearly, this supernatural item was effective.

The ghost in the Ghost Lake knew he was there but couldn't pinpoint his exact location.

This was due to nearby corpses, not ordinary bodies, but fierce ghosts suppressed by the Ghost Lake, now motionless.

"Indeed, ghosts count as numbers; yet treating a ghost as one number makes interference less effective than imagined." Yang Jian dared not make unnecessary moves.

Wet black hair waved by his ear, at his back, atop his head.

The ghost was near, searching for him.

Once found, Yang Jian would be assaulted.

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