Mysterious Revival

Chapter 1197 - 1163: The Thrown Bone

After leaving room 101, Yang Jian and his team swiftly moved deeper into the haunted location.

Meanwhile, in the dimly lit corridor, the sound of doors opening was incessant, coming from all directions, covering almost the entire area, with no safe direction.

However, Yang Jian did the opposite.

Because even if all the doors were open, not all rooms necessarily had ghosts, and even if there were ghosts, there were differences in their terror levels.

So he judged that retracing their steps was the most dangerous, while other paths would be relatively safer.

"106...121, Captain, the room numbers seem to be getting bigger, we're heading the wrong way; this isn't the direction to room 100," Li Yang observed while running, keeping an eye on the room numbers on the doors nearby.

Yang Jian didn't slow down: "I know, loop back from the intersection ahead, and no matter what, we'll find room 100 after circling around. Since Xiang Lan chose that room to record information, it indicates it's safe. We can take a brief respite after entering room 100."

"It seems Xiang Lan didn't follow us," Tong Qian turned her head to look back and found Xiang Lan was no longer there.

"Don't worry about her, she won't die. Even if she does, she can resurrect in room 101. Let's focus on what we need to do," Yang Jian replied.

Tong Qian nodded at his words and didn't concern herself with the missing Xiang Lan anymore.

They hurriedly ran through the dim and narrow corridor, quickly reaching an intersection.

Yang Jian, leading the way, chose to go right, planning to loop back from the intersection to find room 100.

This approach wasn't wrong, but it would waste some time, taking a slightly longer route. Theoretically, this would increase the danger, but in a haunted location, sometimes personal judgment is more crucial.

Yang Jian's judgment seemed correct.

They hurried along, and although the nearby room doors were open, nothing dangerous occurred.

This suggested that most of the rooms they passed by were likely ghost-free, and even if there were ghosts, none could immediately trigger a lethal pattern, so their journey was thrilling but safe.

However, a correct judgment doesn't mean that danger will never arise.

Up ahead.

A room door was open, and a yellowish light emanated from inside, flickering wildly as if disturbed by something.

As the light flickered, Yang Jian caught sight of a twisted beam of light at the doorway forming a human-shaped shadow, as if something was standing there.

This was what ordinary sight perceived, but through the Ghost Eye, it was different.

There wasn't just a shadow at the door but a lifeless, darkened corpse of a woman with tattered clothes. Rather than calling it a woman, it was more like a fierce ghost that had just emerged from the room.

"Is it the ghost from room 108?"

Yang Jian took note of the room number and without hesitation, raised his cracked long spear.

He decisively hurled the spear forward.

The spear with a Coffin Nail, once pinning a ghost, could suppress it into a deep sleep, preventing any awakening.

The cracked spear, made of gold, was impervious to supernatural interference, which is why Yang Jian dared to throw it without fear of losing it to supernatural forces.

"Bang!"

The next moment, the ground got punctured by the spear.

The golden cracked long spear pierced through the ghost's body in front of room 108, nailing it to the ground.

No surprises.

The assault with the Coffin Nail succeeded.

The ghost's dark, cold body twisted and lay there motionlessly like a corpse, and the supernatural interference ceased, as the flickering lights at the doorway returned to normal.

"Don't stop, keep moving," Yang Jian, seeing this, breathed slightly easier.

The group swiftly passed by the doorway of room 108.

However, Yang Jian couldn't leave the Coffin Nail holding the ghost forever; he needed to extract the nail later, releasing the ghost, although the risk was significant.

"Forget it."

Yang Jian hesitated briefly, choosing not to release the ghost just yet. Instead, he continued forward with the ghost tethered to the cracked long spear.

He didn't want to waste time or risk additional dangers at that moment, so he decided to deal with the nailed ghost later.

Carrying a ghost, even if suppressed by the Coffin Nail, imposed mental pressure.

Yang Jian instinctively felt that the ghost was terrifying and should be disposed of promptly, avoiding unnecessary entanglement, but the environment didn't allow them to pause to handle it, as the surrounding room doors were all open. The longer they stayed, the greater the chance of encountering another ghost.

"Can't easily pull out the Coffin Nail? This ghost must be very fierce," Li Yang glanced over, his heart tensing.

The presence of such a chilling, blackened corpse escalating a Captain to refrain from removing the Coffin Nail was undoubtedly problematic.

The three moved forward silently.

After looping around, indeed, it had some effect.

Not only did they avoid most dangers, but they also managed to find room 100.

Just ahead.

But the corridor was somewhat long, requiring passage through three more rooms.

The doors of the two rooms on the left, and the two on the right, including room 100, were also open. This was how Yang Jian's Ghost Eye could discern the room numbers.

"Found it, the last room ahead is 100," Yang Jian's eyes focused.

"Looks like we were safe," Tong Qian commented.

Li Yang added: "Don't be careless; we still need to pass three rooms, and although we haven't seen any danger in the corridor, we can't rule out the possibility of ghosts lurking in the rooms."

Yang Jian remained silent and instead quickened his pace.

As they passed the first room, nothing happened; it seemed to be empty without any ghosts.

During their pass by the second room, Yang Jian was unharmed, but when Li Yang passed, an unexpected event occurred.

From the pitch-black room, something suddenly got thrown out violently towards him.

"What?" Li Yang, who was on high alert, noticed the item flying towards him and instinctively tried to dodge.

But as he evaded, the flying object changed its trajectory and struck him directly.

"Bang!"

Li Yang was hit, and the object fell to the ground, rolled several times, and only then could they see it clearly.

It was a bone, and judging by its shape, it seemed to be a human bone.

Yang Jian immediately halted and looked back.

"I'm fine," Li Yang promptly stated.

"Just now Li Yang was hit by a bone thrown from the room, but it's pitch black inside so I couldn't see clearly. I suspect there might be a ghost inside,"

Tong Qian, at the back, witnessed the events and briefed Yang Jian about what happened.

However, before she finished speaking, another human bone flew out from the room.

Although Tong Qian was not standing at the room's doorway, the bone hit the wall, altering its course, and flew accurately towards her.

"Hmm? Is this possible?" Tong Qian immediately dodged.

Prepared and alert, he wasn't foolish enough to get hit by it.

Nimbly avoiding it, the bone missed Tong Qian, rolled on the ground a few times, and then stopped without further movement.

"If we rush past quickly, we shouldn't get hit..." Li Yang suggested, but his words were cut short as his face turned pale, and he suddenly collapsed against the wall.

Yang Jian noticed this situation, his expression shifted, and he quickly turned back, intending to support Li Yang, but momentarily froze.

He saw Li Yang's body decaying rapidly, flesh and blood dissipating, exposing the stark white bones.

"I, I'm dying."

Li Yang struggled to lift his head as part of the flesh on his face had already melted away.

The only unaffected part was his withered arm, which bore the deadly curse of opening doors and was a part of the evil spirit's puzzle disassembled from the ghost at the post office.

"It's because of being hit by that bone... but this decay speed is too fast, even Li Yang, who commands three ghosts, can't resist it."

"We need to think of a solution quickly, or he might really fall here,"

Yang Jian's expression shifted, frantically brainstorming solutions.

However, the flesh on Li Yang's body was vanishing more rapidly, and in a few more seconds, he would completely perish.

If Li Yang, who hasn't become a supernatural entity, dies, he's truly dead.

However, in such a short period, he couldn't think of a way to temporarily halt Li Yang's deterioration.

"Use the Six Layer Ghost Domain to delay time," Yang Jian directly opened his ghost eye, activating the Six Layer Ghost Domain.

Within the Six Layer Ghost Domain, everything stopped, even the supernatural powers were no exception.

Li Yang was enveloped in the Six Layer Ghost Domain, and the speed at which his flesh was disappearing stopped. But even so, the skin and flesh on his body had completely vanished, making him look like he'd been skinned alive, covered in blood, a sight too horrific to bear.

"The time of his death has successfully been delayed," Yang Jian breathed a slight sigh of relief.

But the Six Layer Ghost Domain couldn't be sustained indefinitely; he must think of a way to rescue him in this short time.

"Activating the Seven Layer Ghost Domain can only restart myself; to restart on a large scale, the Eight Layer Ghost Domain must be activated. So, using the Eight Layer Ghost Domain to revert time by thirty seconds could change Li Yang's fate," Yang Jian considered his first option.

"It would be great if I had a scapegoat doll, I could transfer the curse directly. But unfortunately, I used my last scapegoat doll already."

"The third method is to invoke the curse of the Eight-Tone Music Box to first preserve Li Yang's consciousness, and then figure out how to handle the curse problem of the Eight-Tone Music Box."

"I could also try using the Ghost Scissors to sever the curse, provided the attack and curse are related."

"As for the other methods, they're not feasible."

Yang Jian's mind raced, using the paused time in the Six Layer Ghost Domain, he thought of four solutions.

However, only two methods were actionable: either activate the Eight Layer Ghost Domain or initiate the Eight-Tone Music Box curse. There was no time to sever the curse.

Only last time the Eight Layer Ghost Domain was activated with the help of the corpse of the ancient mansion's old man; Yang Jian himself couldn't achieve that. But now that he had seized four percent of the Ghost Lake's supernatural power and grown himself, perhaps he could directly activate the Eight Layer Ghost Domain.

The Eight-Tone Music Box curse was much simpler.

After opening it, the curse is released; he doesn't need to bear any risk himself. However, the person suffering from the Eight-Tone Music Box curse is unlikely to survive the outbreak of the curse.

"Restart, then—the curse release also takes time, and I can't be sure Li Yang wouldn't die first," Yang Jian took a deep breath, deciding thus.

No choice.

He didn't want to lose a teammate here. If the restart could pull him back, it would be worth it.

"Moreover, I also want to try if the supernatural power of four percent Ghost Lake can support me in activating the Eight Layer Ghost Domain."

Yang Jian resolved, pushing aside all other considerations.

His ghost eye opened again, Ghost Domain overlapped.

The Six Layer Ghost Domain became the Seven Layer Ghost Domain, then transformed into the Eight Layer Ghost Domain.

The taboo of reversing life and death was initiated.

The entire corridor was enveloped in a layer of scarlet light.

Yang Jian's body was dripping with water; he was soaked all over, and his ghost eye spun restlessly yet the powerful supernatural force of Ghost Lake eroded his body, suppressing the ghost eye from losing control.

The large-scale restart began.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Everything around started to revert, as if the pendulum of the Wang Family's clock was being wound.

Having experienced large-scale restart once, Yang Jian was somewhat mentally prepared.

But he felt particularly strained.

His body seemed to be tearing apart, and his consciousness blurred.

A terrifying supernatural force seemed poised to consume him.

After just three seconds of winding, Yang Jian sensed something was amiss.

Only now did he realize how challenging large-scale restarts truly were.

Without borrowing the ancient mansion old man's body to resist the ghost eye's resurrection, relying solely on himself was incredibly difficult.

"Though hard, I can still manage," Yang Jian felt the supernatural power of Ghost Lake had an effect, the ghost eye hadn't lost control.

Ten seconds... thirteen seconds... sixteen seconds.

Every second felt as long as an hour had passed.

The situation in the corridor had already changed.

The blood-fused Li Yang had returned to normal; he wasn't collapsing to the ground now but standing aside, however, the bone had struck him.

So sixteen seconds were far from enough.

A restart to before Li Yang being struck by the bone was necessary.

Twenty-five seconds.

The bone was just about hitting Li Yang.

Twenty-six seconds, the bone hung in the air; even so, it wasn't enough, for Yang Jian didn't have enough time to intervene from that distance.

Twenty-seven seconds.

The bone flew out of the room.

Yet Yang Jian's body was soaking wet, signs of dissolution appeared.

As he suppressed the ghost eye, the overused supernatural power of Ghost Lake began eroding him.

To realize, the most significant threat now wasn't the resurrection of the ghost eye but the lethal supernatural force of Ghost Lake.

"Enough," Yang Jian abruptly shut his ghost eyes on the twenty-eight second mark.

The Eight Layer Ghost Domain vanished.

The large-scale restart ended.

This corridor reverted back to twenty-eight seconds ago.

At this moment.

Li Yang had just passed by the darkened room's entrance.

Simultaneously, a bone suddenly flew out without warning.

Li Yang, alert, instinctively dodged.

Nevertheless, the bone changed its direction mid-air, still heading towards him.

The scene was identical to before, nothing deviated from the previous incident.

However, at this moment.

The cracked spear in Yang Jian's hand lifted, accurately blocking by Li Yang's side.

Bone struck the golden shaft of the spear, bouncing away and falling onto the ground.

The outcome changed.

Li Yang wasn't hit.

But Yang Jian's arm holding the spear trembled, water seeped continuously, almost like he'd just been fished out of a lake, his face exceedingly pale, and some skin on his body showed signs of dissolution.

"Stay away from the door, don't get hit by bones thrown out from inside, or you'll die miserably," Yang Jian rapidly dragged Li Yang forward, pulling away to a safe distance.

Li Yang's face changed upon witnessing Yang Jian's condition, shocked.

A moment ago, everything was fine. Why did it suddenly turn out like this?

"What's in that room? What happened in that instant just now?" Li Yang hurriedly asked.

After the restart, he and Tong Qian lost their previous memories, only Yang Jian wouldn't be affected by the restart, knowing the future.

Yang Jian didn't respond to him but turned around and said, "Tong Qian, don't hold back, light the Ghost Candle and rush through that entrance."

"Okay, I understand."

Tong Qian backed away several meters, putting a safe distance from the opened room ahead, then lit a red Ghost Candle.

Before they arrived, Yang Jian had allocated resources appropriately; Li Yang and Tong Qian also had Ghost Candles.

Just a moment ago, the incident happened so abruptly, none anticipated Li Yang would be struck by a flying bone of a dead person and killed.