Mysterious Revival-Chapter 875 - 842 Resurrection from the Grave

Feng Quan was knocked flying by the Ghost Taxi and then there was no movement.

He seemed dead as the vengeful ghosts revived, but actually, he wasn't; he had just slipped into a coma, and the ghost within his body had lost balance and was uncontrollable.

But he was relatively fortunate.

The Ghost Fog and Grave Soil were both reviving, but it seemed that what took the impact of the Ghost Taxi was the Grave Soil, not the Ghost Fog.

Otherwise, with the revival of the Grave Soil, Feng Quan would have been completely buried by now.

And once buried, thinking of coming out was an impossibility.

"There's still one head left outside the grave, there's still a chance to awaken."

Yang Jian stood in front of the old grave, gazing at that head belonging to Feng Quan, slightly furrowing his brows.

He peeked with his ghostly sight.

He found that inside Feng Quan's head was filled with Grave Soil, only the skin remained maintaining the shape of the head.

At this point, even a Deceiving Ghost couldn't repair the body, and if they forcefully pulled Feng Quan out now, he would directly die, there was simply no possibility of survival.

He was still alive because the balance had not completely broken yet.

Because the revival of vengeful ghosts required a process.

But, with no surprise, Feng Quan would hardly wake up again; he was on the edge of death.

"He must control a third ghost, only this could restore balance and awake him from the edge of death." Yang Jian thought.

He wasn't reluctant to let Feng Quan control a third ghost.

Increasing the strength of the team members was a good thing.

He was just thinking about what kind of ghost could find balance between them and save Feng Quan, who only had one piece of skin left.

It's known that controlling vengeful ghosts is very difficult, some ghosts, once controlled can make you die even faster, they cannot prolong your life.

So he needed to choose.

Yang Jian did not have many imprisoned vengeful ghosts; there were very few choices.

"There is one ghost that could save Feng Quan at this moment."

Suddenly, he remembered an event he experienced before, and recalled someone he had killed before.

That person was Wang Xiaoming's younger brother... Wang Xiaoqiang.

Wang Xiaoqiang controlled the Ghost Skeleton, that ghost was a special existence, it could allow Wang Xiaoqiang to survive with only one piece of skin, which was unimaginable.

The terror rating of the Ghost Skeleton was not high, but it significantly ensured the survival of the controller.

"Worth a try."

Yang Jian glanced at Feng Quan, who was still unconscious, at that moment, his head exposed outside was still sinking; the Grave Soil had already buried up to his chin, and this process was still continuing, only much slower.

He used the power of the Ghost Domain to fold once.

Just under ten seconds had passed and Yang Jian's Ghost Hand was holding a skeleton framework that appeared.

This skeleton framework looked like a specimen in a hospital, seemingly normal, but in reality, once Yang Jian let go, the ghost would immediately come to life, possessing a living body, hollowing out the living person's bones, and forcibly squeezing into it, becoming the new skeleton inside your body.

Over time, the living person's body would erode, gradually decay, until completely rotten, only then would the Ghost Skeleton seek another body.

Instantly.

He directly buried this skeleton in that old grave.

Very soon.

The Ghost Skeleton showed movements, it creaked into activity, causing the old grave to collapse too.

Feng Quan's head exposed outside directly sank into the grave soil.

An anomaly appeared.

The calm within the old grave was disturbed.

But Yang Jian did not pay much attention; this was his Ghost Domain, he had plenty of time to wait for the results to unfold.

"Everything now depends on the situation. Dealing with supernatural events involves much unpredictability, so the process doesn't matter, what's important are the results."

Yang Jian turned and left.

He still had to deal with the lingering vengeful ghosts here, not wanting to waste time.

"The Ghost Fog has not spread further, is this Feng Quan finding his balance, or is a new vengeful ghost being birthed from within the grave soil?"

Yang Jian walked into the Ghost Fog.

His Ghost Domain continued to expand, and the nearby thick fog also began to rapidly disappear.

Very soon.

This area was all within the coverage of his Ghost Domain, all the thick fog had completely disappeared.

The change amazed the drivers who had been stuck here.

"The fog has disappeared?"

"No way, the fog was so thick just now, how did it disappear this quickly, it felt like it was gone in seconds."

"What exactly happened up ahead, I thought I even heard gunshots just now."

The drivers were sitting in their cars, sticking their heads out to look around.

Some stopped on the emergency lane, walked beyond the railing, and then followed the small path ahead, wanting to see what exactly had happened up front.

A helicopter?

Very soon.

Someone discovered that what was blocking the road was actually a helicopter lying crossways on the highway, but there was no one around the helicopter, the pilot was nowhere to be found, and at the same time, there were signs of a car accident nearby.

"We can drive through from the emergency lane." Xu Fan was a van driver, hurrying to deliver a batch of frozen food to Dachang City.

He didn't want to delay on the road.

Otherwise, if the food was damaged, he couldn't afford the compensation.

So he got out of the car to check the situation and saw that the road was still passable, his vehicle should be able to get through the unrestricted gap.

He prepared to go back and drive through.

But at this moment, Xu Fan noticed a person nearby coming rapidly toward him.

That person was peculiar, staggering uncertainly, his steps very stiff, and the most bizarre part was that the person was covered in fresh blood, continuously dripping down.

"A murderer?"

Xu Fan startled, instinctively prepared to turn around and leave.

But the next scene he saw chilled him to the bone.

After the person turned around, there was nothing behind him, no body, no head, just a thin layer of human skin.

No, not a whole piece, just half.

What was that? A ghost?

He was terrified, his whole body stiffened, frozen in place, momentarily forgetting to run away.

The next moment.

The ghost wandering in the middle of the road seemed to have spotted Xu Fan and ran towards him at an unnaturally fast speed.

The human skin fluttered in the air, a tattoo pattern faintly visible on it.

It appeared as though it had been forcibly torn from a living person.

Xu Fan screamed in fright and collapsed on the ground, his body trembling.

However, what he did not notice was that behind him, a person appeared abruptly in an inexplicable manner.

The malevolent ghost attacked.

Xu Fan thought he was doomed, but a darkened hand reached out first and grabbed hold of this incomprehensible eerie entity.

Things calmed down.

The half piece of tattooed human skin drooped down softly, the tattoos on the outer side still attached by a thin, emaciated hand with only four fingers, looking fierce and horrifying.

"Zhang Han's ghost?"

Yang Jian suppressed it with his Ghost Hand, then rolled up the skin and stuffed it into a gold box.

"Now, only one ghost is left."

He turned and left, continuing his search for the next target.

Xu Fan, who had nearly been killed, finally came to his senses at this time. He hurriedly turned around only to see Yang Jian's departing figure, with a tall, dark shadow highlighted behind him.

It was just a flash.

The person disappeared.

As if it were an illusion, like he had never appeared.

"What exactly happened..." Xu Fan muttered to himself.

"Nothing happened, the danger has been dealt with, but you are not allowed to proceed further, return the way you came, turn around at the previous exit, I have already notified the toll station there."

At this time, Tong Qian arrived and began organizing the evacuation of these people from the highway.

"This is my ID, contact me if you have any questions."

Seeing Tong Qian show her credentials, also equipped with a gun, Xu Fan did not doubt her and hurried back to his car, preparing to turn around and leave.

While Yang Jian and Tong Qian were handling the situation here.

The anomalous grave mound finally collapsed silently at this time.

Grave soil scattered everywhere.

A creepy figure slowly rose from within the masses of grave soil.

The person's body was entirely composed of damp earth, occasionally revealing spots of ghastly white bones, looking like a rotting corpse with flesh decayed, yet with an unblemished head, pale with no hint of color.

"I'm still alive..." Feng Quan opened his mouth to speak.

But his voice sounded strange as if it echoed from the depths of the earth, dry and unsettling.

He couldn't remember what had happened before, only knowing that he was being chased by Liao Fan and others, then was flung away, followed by unconsciousness.

He thought he had died then.

Unexpectedly, he still had a day to open his eyes and awaken.

"Did I defy the third ghost?" Feng Quan adapted quickly and soon found that there was a third type of supernatural power residing within his body.

This supernatural power was maintaining his body from disintegration.

It was also because of this that he was able to survive, not dying from the ghost's resurgence.

"It seems someone saved me... Was it Yang Jian?"

Feng Quan pondered, looking up towards the distance.

His vision was blurry.

As if obscured by something, not clear.

It was like a thick fog had covered him.

"The extent of the Ghost Fog's resurgence is high, it almost mists over my eyes, but my body is still alright, this balance is delicate, and it's unimaginable that I can still think and live in this state."

Feng Quan stretched out his hand to look.

His palm was entirely made up of accumulated grave soil, with soil crumbling down with any movement. freewebnσvel.cѳm

Following Tong Qian's arrangements.

Vehicles stuck on the highway began to turn around and leave.

The number of people left here was diminishing.

But after Yang Jian made a round, he found that he had not found the third ghost.

The ghost that Zhang Han had failed to resurrect and released.

"Is it that the ghost never appeared, or did it leave this area after it appeared? Or was it taken away by some unlucky person?" Yang Jian frowned slightly.

"Or did Zhang Han not come out from the Ghost Mirror after his resurrection, and thus the ghost could not come out from the Ghost Mirror either?"

There are quite a few uncertainties.

Yang Jian didn't want to waste time on this.

He returned to the previous spot.

At this moment, Tong Qian and Feng Quan were already combined, both looking somewhat somber, not speaking to each other.

"Feng Quan, did you come back to life?" Yang Jian stared at Feng Quan for a moment.

"Suppose so, thank you."

Feng Quan said, "This must be the Ghost Skeleton controlled by Wang Xiaoqiang, right? Did you give me this ghost?"

"This ghost was the only one suitable for you; I wasn't sure if it would actually be useful,"

Yang Jian said, "But now it seems to have worked. If you hadn't resurrected, I would have just had to detain you."

"Let's not talk about this, return to Dachang City, I have a mission to assign."

"What mission?" Tong Qian asked.

Yang Jian said icily, "A business trip, take a trip to Dadong City."