Mysterious Revival

Chapter 1230 - 1196: Hidden Heads

The light emitted by the lit oil lamp wasn't very strong, but strangely enough, it remained unaffected by the surrounding light, existing independently as if a layer of dim yellow mist enveloped the area nearby.

The range wasn't large, only about five or six meters; beyond this range, the light seemed to be abruptly halted, not advancing any further.

The supernatural oil lamp indeed defied common sense in many ways, making it appear strange.

Yet such a lamp could reveal terrifying ghosts that couldn't be seen.

There were some sinister ghosts even Yang Jian's Ghost Eye couldn't perceive.

However, Yang Jian couldn't yet determine if this lamp was truly so miraculous; he needed to try it out.

And the current situation was the best test.

The person called Xiao Ye was dead, without any abnormalities occurring, but Yang Jian didn't believe that having supernatural phenomena approach him would mean nothing would happen; the sign of its appearance indicated danger had arrived.

It's like finding a cockroach at home signifies that there's definitely a group of them in the house.

The supernatural phenomena you notice are likely just the tip of the iceberg.

"Now all of you, stand quietly where you are, no one is allowed to move, if anyone moves, I'll deal with them and don't blame me for not warning you about dying without reason."

Yang Jian walked slowly holding the oil lamp, coldly warning everyone.

"Did you hear? Stand still and follow Captain Yang's orders, anyone who dares to move or tries to escape, I will definitely not let you off,"

Wang Xin loudly scolded his subordinates, ordering them to obey.

"In my opinion, we should just kill them all; who knows if anyone else has been contaminated with something dirty. Even if the Exorcism Club knew about this, they wouldn't say anything, after all, they brought the supernatural incidents, they are responsible for this."

Huang Ziya coldly said at this moment.

As soon as these words were spoken, Wang Xin and the others' expressions changed abruptly, instantly becoming terrified.

The girl named Keiko widened her eyes in panic, very afraid that this would really happen.

"It's a good suggestion, but in a supernatural location, this plan might be more feasible; however, this is Shangtong Tower. If just for suspecting contamination with supernatural phenomena people need to be killed, then many of our employees in Shangtong Tower would also die." Yang Jian didn't think there was anything wrong with Huang Ziya's proposal.

It's just that in this setting, the feasibility of the plan wasn't high.

"You're right, these people have been in Shangtong Tower for some time and have interacted with many people, it is indeed troublesome," Huang Ziya said.

At this moment, Yang Jian walked over with the golden oil lamp: "The oil lamp in my hand can reveal hidden supernatural phenomena and ghosts, it will be clear at a glance if these people really have problems."

As the oil lamp approached.

The dim yellow light gradually enveloped this group of people.

Wang Xin stood in the front, he was the first to be covered by the light, but nothing special appeared on him or around him under the light, in other words, he was normal, not eroded by the supernatural.

Yang Jian took another step forward.

The oil lamp's light covered Keiko.

Keiko was also normal, with no supernatural phenomena appearing on her.

"Captain, there's no change, this new lamp of yours doesn't seem to be very useful," Huang Ziya said.

"It's too early to tell if it's useful, don't rush to conclusions," Yang Jian continued to move forward.

When the light covered a subordinate in a suit behind Wang Xin, an eerie phenomenon appeared immediately. A black shadow appeared next to that subordinate, but the shadow wasn't complete; it had no hands, feet, or body, only a head.

Moreover, a thin black line dangled from beneath that head, entangled around the subordinate as if it were some kind of curse.

"See, didn't a problem appear?" Yang Jian squinted his eyes.

At this moment, Wang Xin was both shocked and furious: "Cheng Tian, I never thought even you..."

"No, no, there's nothing wrong with me, I'm normal, I haven't been contaminated by any supernatural phenomena, please believe me, I can swear," the subordinate called Cheng Tian immediately argued in horror.

Yang Jian said, "Some people are marked by ghosts without realizing it."

As soon as he finished speaking.

In the next moment, Huang Ziya acted.

A few strands of black hair, seemingly appearing from nowhere, fell onto Cheng Tian's body, and these strands of hair quickly grew wildly, soon becoming incredibly dense, enveloping Cheng Tian swiftly.

"Captain Yang, no, please spare my life, I don't want to die!"

Cheng Tian reached out for mercy, pulling at the hair on his body desperately.

But it was to no avail.

How could an ordinary person withstand a supernatural attack? Even a few strands of hair falling from Huang Ziya's body were enough to be lethal.

"Shut up, damn it!"

Wang Xin's face was extremely unpleasant, he had no intention of pleading for mercy; on the contrary, he was very angry that this foolish subordinate had been contaminated with the supernatural and didn't even know it, still bringing trouble to Yang Jian, and now he had the audacity to plead? If he had any shame, he'd immediately disembowel himself to seek the last bit of forgiveness with his death.

Soon.

The dense black hair covered the entire person, forming a massive clump of black hair over him.

But the clump of hair rapidly shrunk at a visible rate.

"Ah!"

A scream was heard from within the dense black hair, accompanied by the sound of bones breaking.

Soon.

The scream disappeared, and the black hair cluster was slightly stained red.

But also disappearing from the ground was the black silhouette of a human head.

Because the shadow of the black head couldn't reside on the ghost hair, Huang Ziya directly used supernatural means to make Cheng Tian disappear completely, leaving no traces.

Only this way could ensure that the supernatural would not linger.

Keiko, witnessing this scene from the side, didn't feel fear; instead, there was an inexplicable sense of security.

Having participated in a supernatural event with Yang Jian before, she wasn't a girl who knew nothing. She knew the vengeful ghosts around her were being purged, which was preferable to previously unknowingly being around them.

"Continue."

Yang Jian glanced at Huang Ziya and gave a slight nod.

"It's been a long time since I used supernatural powers, but I can only deal with these minor roles. If we encounter greater threats, we'll still have to rely on the Captain."

Huang Ziya smiled faintly; although her smile was modest, it appeared devilish and deadly to others.

Yang Jian continued to approach with the oil lamp.

The anomaly appeared once more.

Behind Wang Xin, two more subordinates in suits had bizarre human head shadows at their feet.

"So many people have issues, how... how could this happen?" Wang Xin was terrified at this moment.

Of the six subordinates he brought, adding up to the previously decapitated Xiao Ye, a total of four people had problems, leaving only two normal subordinates.

"It seems there's a big issue within your Exorcism Club, most likely a ghost has infiltrated." Yang Jian squinted and said.

Wang Xin felt a chill in his limbs and looked at Yang Jian in panic, "Captain Yang, is this true? Has a fierce ghost infiltrated the Exorcism Club?"

"They followed you from Japan to Dachang City, and have acquired such terrifying supernatural aura. If it isn't a problem from within, do you mean we have fierce ghosts in Dachang City? Though the truth is harsh, you're smart enough to know where the problem lies. Asking further is somewhat foolish."

Yang Jian advised, "I suggest you quickly investigate internally, or soon your entire Exorcism Club will be controlled by a fierce ghost. By then, without anyone to handle supernatural incidents, your country might be doomed."

Huang Ziya ignored their conversation and focused on the two problematic individuals, making her move again.

"I-I don't want to die, damn it, what should I do?" One of the subordinates couldn't help but start crying.

He was desperate, unsure whether to resist or flee.

Because resistance was useless, and escape was impossible.

The other subordinate shouted, "Don't shame us. At this time, we must have the resolve to sacrifice. Our death is worthwhile, allowing Captain Wang Xin to bring back important clues to save our country. We're heroes; at this time, we should proudly face death, unlike Cheng Tian, who was a coward despised by all."

After speaking, he swiftly drew a dagger from his waist, mercilessly committing suicide before Huang Ziya could act.

He feared he couldn't maintain dignity under a supernatural attack, so he chose suicide to preserve his honor.

The previously crying subordinate seemed inspired, shakily drawing his dagger too.

"Want to commit suicide now? It's too late."

Huang Ziya coldly observed, unwilling to wait for him to complete his suicide attempt lest some supernatural occurrence caused an accident.

In the next instant, bizarre black hair ensnared the individual, wrapping both him and the already deceased into its confines.

Screams echoed.

Soon all returned to silence.

The hair ball gradually shrank, the bodies vanished, leaving only three small black hair balls swaying slightly on the ground.

The black hair ball, as if guided, rolled towards Huang Ziya and disappeared by her side.

"Though tainted by the supernatural didn't affect your subordinates all that much, death is indeed the best outcome."

Yang Jian said expressionlessly, "You never know when the supernatural might surface from them, bringing greater danger."

"I understand, Captain Yang. Thank you for intervening, resolving the lurking supernatural by my side."

Wang Xin expressed deep gratitude, bowing towards Yang Jian without any blame.

"Don't celebrate too soon; if the fierce ghost is after me, ordinary people alone can't tackle it, so danger still looms." Yang Jian moved a few steps forward.

The glow of the oil lamp fully illuminated the area.

At the next moment.

A rotten dead man's head rolled out of nowhere.

Previously unseen in the office, it emerged only under the oil lamp's light.

The rolling head stopped, its decayed flesh revealing eerie white eyes fixed in Yang Jian's direction.

"Hmm?" Yang Jian halted, staring at the rotten dead man's head.

But then, the head's gaze shifted, scanning around, as if searching for a target.

"I'm right in front, yet this fierce ghost can't see me. Is it the oil lamp?" Yang Jian glanced at the oil lamp in his hand.

The oil lamp emitted a rich stench of decay.

The lamp oil had also reduced slightly.

Indeed, the lamp oil also depletes under supernatural assault.

However, its slow depletion allows for a prolonged duration.

"So, that's it." Yang Jian observed a bit more, noticing that no one around had died.

"This rotten head was intended for me. Once targeted, one would instantly die, but this is likely not a real fierce ghost, rather only a portion of its supernatural power. So, this attack can't persist. Likely, it can only be used once, after which the head is probably unusable."

"It's almost like a supernatural artifact crafted by a fierce ghost."

Yang Jian had encountered the rotten dead man's head before.

He understood its killing pattern and attack method.

However, this head differed from the previous: differing in size and shape to some degree.

His Ghost Hand moved slightly.

In the next moment, two charred hands appeared near the rotten head, covering its eerie eyes.

Quickly.

The head began to disintegrate, its flesh rotting completely, bones disassembling until only a charred skull remained, everything else vanishing.

But flames faintly flickered from the remaining charred skull.

The combination of the Ghost Hand's pressure and the furnace flames was enough to destroy the rotten dead man's head.

This confirmed Yang Jian's suspicion.

The head was deliberately crafted, not a true fierce ghost.

"Is it resolved?" Wang Xin sighed slightly, cold sweat on his back as he looked at the vanished rotten head.

Huang Ziya asked, "Captain, if the supernatural hid so deeply, why reveal such an obvious flaw?"

She pointed to the human leather shoes on Xiao Ye's feet.

"That's a point." Yang Jian focused again on those leather shoes.

Under the lamp's glow.

The leather shoes seemed unremarkable, yet an eerie cold aura clung to them.

"For safety, burn it." Yang Jian suggested, his gaze shifting slightly.

The charred Ghost Hand immediately covered Xiao Ye's headless corpse.

The Ghost Hand concealed an unquenchable furnace within, now intending to ignite the corpse, burying all the supernatural within the fire.