Chapter 61

The surroundings and buildings were still so familiar, just like the mall.

But the entire world here seemed to be dyed in fresh blood, with everything covered in a faint red hue.

The Ghost Realm appeared small, but once truly inside, the space could be infinitely expanded, like a different dimension, existing between reality and illusion. Even Yang Jian, who owned the Ghost Realm, could not fully understand its form of existence.

However, at this moment, a corpse stood before Yang Jian.

A corpse that had lost an arm and whose head was twisted 180 degrees.

He recognized this corpse.

It was one of the disciples who had previously followed Master Luo.

In his early thirties, he looked relatively young.

"Indeed, this ghost chooses the freshest corpses to possess. Rotten or mismatched corpses are abandoned by it. However... it cannot be ruled out that it has the ability to possess any corpse at will. If that's the case, even Yan Li's strength would be insufficient to capture it, unless all the corpses are restricted at once."

"But being trapped in the Ghost Realm is different. This is the only way to prevent this ghost from escaping."

"Yan Li's decision to cooperate with me was correct. He didn't waste the opportunity to serve as bait just now."

Yang Jian's gaze flickered as he looked at the countdown on his phone.

Two minutes and forty seconds had already passed.

But it didn't matter.

The ghost had been found, and his limit was five minutes. As long as he could successfully imprison the ghost, it didn't matter if it took the full five minutes.

"But now is the most dangerous time."

Yang Jian took a slight breath.

Previously, he had only faced a corpse controlled by the ghost, but now he faced the ghost itself.

The corpse before him did not remain still. Perhaps its hiding had been seen through by Yang Jian. Its head, like a wound-up machine, slowly turned back to a normal position and then lunged forward.

The dead, gray eyes seemed to still be able to see, staring directly at Yang Jian.

Numb, stiff, without a hint of emotion.

It was like a moving doll, and just the sight of it made one's hair stand on end.

But Yang Jian was not new to ghosts. He had encountered even more terrifying ones before, and his heart was relatively strong.

Suddenly.

The ghost moved.

It was very swift. The fresh corpse ran at a speed that no human could achieve, reaching Yang Jian in just two seconds. It extended its remaining hand, not aiming for Yang Jian's head but for the eye on his hand.

"Yan Li's hand, my ghost eye... Do you, this ghost, want to assemble a body entirely made of ghosts? So you keep changing bodies... Are you looking for suitable limbs?"

Yang Jian did not move, standing still, neither dodging nor avoiding.

"It seems this ghost, like the ghost infant, has a lot of room for growth. Once you collect a body made entirely of ghosts, the terror level would be defined as S-Destruction. But unfortunately, your own terror level is not high."

The ghost before Yang Jian was about to grab him, and the ghost eye on his hand seemed about to be torn off.

But in the next moment.

He disappeared.

Yang Jian reappeared not far behind the ghost.

"I am glad to be able to curb a future, extremely dangerous ghost today. But I still don't know if you, ghosts, have intelligence."

He tried to deduce some useful information from the ghost's actions, purpose, and existence.

To amplify the results of this operation.

But the ghost did not respond, just standing there stiffly, motionless.

"Since communication is impossible, I can only imprison you, this terrifying thing." Yang Jian did not dare to be overconfident, even though he was in the Ghost Realm.

"Yan Li, it's your turn to act."

As red light enveloped the clothing store, Yang Jian's figure appeared, along with the corpse.

Yan Li had already reattached the arm the ghost had taken off, though it was unclear how he did it, perhaps it was the ability of the ghost inside him.

"Is it this corpse?"

Seeing Yang Jian suddenly appear, his eyelid twitched, and he immediately asked.

"I trapped it in the Ghost Realm. Did any other corpses move during this time?" Yang Jian asked.

"This... no." Yan Li looked at the other corpses, which indeed had not moved.

"I just want to confirm again. If I make a mistake, you know the consequences."

Yang Jian said, "We are risking our lives. There's no 'if.' If we can successfully imprison this ghost, you can retire early, right? A billion-dollar thing, enough for you to die without regrets... the same for me."

"You're right." Yan Li clenched his teeth and walked into the Ghost Realm.

The Ghost Realm was not something he could enter, but Yang Jian allowed him to.

However, as soon as Yan Li entered, perhaps his presence threatened the ghost.

Immediately.

A blurry figure emerged from the corpse.

Its height and size rapidly changed, becoming the same as Yang Jian's, but this ghost still had no head.

A headless ghost figure!

Is this the true form of the ghost?

No wonder the heads of the corpses always rotted the fastest; it lacked a head.

"Yang Jian, its target is you." Yan Li shouted urgently upon seeing this.

Before he could finish, the ghost figure quickly approached, as if trying to merge with him.

It was unclear if Yang Jian didn't have time to react or if the ghost's actions were too bizarre.

Soon, the ghost figure merged into Yang Jian's body.

He didn't move...

"Really?" Yan Li's eyes narrowed, his heart tightening.

After so long, he understood the ghost's ability.

This was a ghost that could possess human bodies... not just human bodies, but other things as well. If Yang Jian's body was taken over, it would be over.

"What are you surprised about? The ghost possessed a fake mannequin. It seems even ghosts can be deceived."

Yang Jian's voice sounded, and he had walked over from somewhere.

He was unharmed.

The possessed figure, with a flash of red light, turned into a fake mannequin.

"Is this the power of the Ghost Realm?" Yan Li looked at Yang Jian, who had appeared from nowhere, in shock.

He suspected that even this Yang Jian might be a fake.

But even if it was a fake, he couldn't tell.

The Ghost Realm could distort reality at will. Only what Yang Jian believed to be real was truly real.

"Time is almost up. If you don't act, I'll leave." Yang Jian said.

"I understand."

Yan Li snapped out of his shock and hurried over.

In just one step, he was in front of the fake mannequin.

Even distance could be shortened?

Yan Li didn't have time to be surprised by the Ghost Realm. He grabbed the fake mannequin, and blood seeped from his gloves, quickly merging into it.

"Thump, thump, thump~!"

As the ghost blood, which could restrict other ghosts, touched the real ghost, the corpses in the clothing store fell one by one.

The heads and bodies of the corpses separated, like a set of building blocks that had been knocked over.

"It's working. Congratulations, you've captured the real ghost. Your ability is very strong. I can only trap it, not restrict it." Yang Jian looked and said.

Yan Li smiled bitterly. "Don't joke. Your Ghost Realm is truly terrifying. I can only restrict it if I grab the ghost with both hands. If I fail, I have no chance to escape. But if we cooperate, capturing a ghost becomes much easier."

He looked at Yang Jian again.

Indeed, their abilities complemented each other.

But then Yan Li felt a sense of regret.

His limit was approaching, and he didn't have much time left. If he had met Yang Jian earlier, the situation might have been better.

But then again, Yang Jian was still a student a few days ago, and he hadn't been a ghost tamer for long.

"Let's talk later. It's almost four minutes. You don't want me to die from the ghost's revival, right? Quickly imprison it." Yang Jian said.

"Wait a bit longer, it's not that fast." Yan Li said.

Yang Jian could only wait patiently.

About ten seconds later.

The ghost blood that Yan Li had infused into the fake mannequin was enough, and the plastic mannequin began to slowly melt.

Yes, you read that right.

The ghost blood seeped from every joint of the fake mannequin, gradually covering the entire body, and then it started to melt.

The ghost figure inside seemed to melt as well.

Blood flowed to the ground, forming a pool, affecting the surrounding Ghost Realm.

Yan Li squatted down and placed his hand on the pool of blood.

The blood seemed to be sucked back into his body.

The blood quickly decreased.

In the end, only a small puddle remained.

But in that small puddle, the outline of a headless person struggled.

It stretched out its hand, flipped its body, trying to escape from the pool of blood.

But it was in vain.

The blood acted like a chain, firmly trapping it.

"Now it's done." Yan Li took out a heavy, gold box.

Though not large, it was more than enough to hold the small puddle of blood.

The blood on the ground wriggled, as if alive, carrying the trapped headless ghost into the box.

"Click~!"

The box closed, perfectly sealed, but Yan Li still felt uneasy. He took out golden aluminum foil and wrapped it several times, leaving no gaps.

"It's just a preliminary containment. The gold foil needs to be melted to completely seal the gap. Otherwise, even a small gap could allow the ghost to escape. Ghost tamers have suffered from this before."

After doing all this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is that how it's done? I've learned something." Yang Jian watched, memorizing the steps.

Gold alone is not enough; it needs to be sealed, leaving no gaps.

"Since we've successfully imprisoned the ghost, what do you plan to do next? If you don't mind, I can temporarily keep this box. What do you think?" He then slowly said.