Mysterious Revival

Chapter 1493 - 1456: The Sealed Self

"Wang Chaling has disappeared?"

Yang Jian was standing in the area managed by Wang Chaling at the moment. He frowned, his ghostly eyes scanning several times, but he couldn't find any trace of Wang Chaling. Not only in this area, but he also didn't find him in other parts of Dahai City. It was as if he had vanished into thin air.

"Did he run away? No, that's impossible. He's not foolish enough to run away at such a critical moment, and there are no traces of the King in this area."

Yang Jian lowered his head slightly and began to think.

If Wang Chaling didn't escape, then there is only one possibility. He was pulled into a Supernatural Space by the three Kings working together. Only this can explain why he disappeared from reality.

"If Wang Chaling really faced the three Kings, then he is in danger. Although he and the Wang Family add up to four fierce ghosts, he hasn't been a ghost master for long, and his abilities are limited. If given the opportunity, he could be eliminated. This was my concern earlier, so after resolving the situation with He Yiner, I came to check immediately, but it seems I was still a step too late."

Yang Jian wanted to support Wang Chaling, but their way of acting was somewhat peculiar; they actually pulled Wang Chaling into a supernatural space, isolating any external contact.

"Try to find him. If you really can't find him, there is no other way."

Yang Jian grasped his red spear and made a wish: "Help me find the last place Wang Chaling appeared."

After speaking, he threw the spear.

The supernatural wish-granting ghost appeared, and the red spear flew uncontrollably in one direction across the area, finally landing in a specific spot and sinking steadily into the ground.

Yang Jian immediately appeared next to the red spear.

Although the area was still empty, at least he could be certain that Wang Chaling disappeared here suddenly and did not actually leave Dahai City.

"The essence of any Supernatural Space is a Ghost Domain. As long as my Ghost Domain is deep enough to interfere with the Supernatural Space, I can forcefully invade it." Yang Jian didn't say much; he just opened his ghostly eyes, activated his Ghost Domain, and covered this area directly.

In just a moment, the Ghost Domain reached five layers.

This layer of Ghost Domain was enough to detach some things from reality. Even his Ghost Flame couldn't burn through it.

However, within this layer of Ghost Domain, Yang Jian saw some things that he wouldn't normally be able to see clearly.

It was a blurry and distorted building.

The building doesn't exist in reality; it can only appear temporarily due to the interference of the Ghost Domain. Once the supernatural interference stops, the building will immediately disappear again. Clearly, this building was intentionally hidden and did not want to be discovered.

Unexpectedly, Yang Jian managed to uncover this hidden building by locating the spot of Wang Chaling's last disappearance.

"The concealment was indeed good; normally, it would be impossible to find it." Yang Jian's eyes flickered, and he immediately walked toward the building.

As he was enveloped in red light, his body also began to blur and distort.

The more he walked forward, the more Yang Jian's form separated from reality, while he got closer and closer to the building that didn't exist in reality. Moreover, as he got closer, Yang Jian heard some eerie noises coming from within the building, seemingly the screams of someone in agony.

The sound was somewhat familiar, like it was coming from Wang Chaling.

Yang Jian's expression remained unchanged; he immediately quickened his pace, not daring to hesitate. He was worried that if he arrived too late, Wang Chaling might have already been killed.

Very soon.

Yang Jian crossed the boundary between reality and the supernatural. When all objects around him disappeared, only the building was left in front of him, with nothing else.

"Success."

He knew he had successfully invaded this Supernatural Space.

After entering this Supernatural Space, Yang Jian headed straight for the building in front of him.

The building was unmanaged, and no fierce ghosts blocked his path. Yang Jian rushed into the building smoothly.

Upon entering, he saw many bloodstains on the ground and walls, and even a broken corpse was left behind. The corpse was headless, and the body was split open, as if it had been torn apart by something terrifying, barely maintaining a human shape.

"Wang Chaling did this. It seems he had a fight with the King Organization's representatives here, but the outcome is unknown now."

Yang Jian understood immediately.

And anyone who could make Wang Chaling fight so desperately would definitely not be simple. This fragmented corpse on the ground was likely a King, and they may not even be dead yet, as the King's head was still missing. Perhaps, like the Manor Lord, they could recover with just a head.

At that moment, a scream suddenly echoed inside the building.

Yang Jian immediately looked up and saw that the sound was coming from the third floor.

"It's Wang Chaling's voice." After entering the building, he was completely certain the scream was from Wang Chaling; it seemed he was in danger.

Yang Jian immediately rushed over.

When he reached the third floor and followed the sound to lock onto the location, he immediately witnessed a brutal scene.

A missionary, covered in blood, was using a saw to cut Wang Chaling, who was lying on the ground unable to move, into pieces bit by bit. Strangely, two identical twin girls, resembling dolls, were growing out of Wang Chaling's body, seemingly restricting his movements.

Wang Chaling was now a ghost rider, not easy to kill. The missionary's actions seemed more like a punishment, as he was crazily torturing him at the moment.

Yang Jian's arrival seemed unexpected, causing the missionary to stop his actions, and the two twins standing on Wang Chaling both simultaneously looked towards Yang Jian at the doorway, their large black eyes revealing a hint of abnormality.

"Yang Jian?" The missionary was startled, surprised and doubtful.

Because Yang Jian shouldn't be appearing here at this time, the manor lord should have already held him back.

Could it be that the manor lord was eliminated again?

At this moment, Wang Chaling's screams ceased. He was covered in blood and barely opened his eyes to see Yang Jian, and inexplicably felt a sense of relief.

Relieved that Yang Jian appeared, he probably wouldn't die here now.

"Mind if I join you in your game next?" Yang Jian slowly spoke, his ghost eye rotating uneasily, while the red spear in his hand slowly dripped blood.

"Touch him and I'll kill him." The missionary grabbed Wang Chaling with threats.

In his current state, even teaming up with the twins makes it impossible to deal with Yang Jian, and most likely they would be eliminated by Yang Jian, because they were already in terrible shape after confronting Wang Chaling with no ability to face another captain.

Yang Jian sneered, "If you could've killed Wang Chaling quickly, he'd be dead already. The reason he's still alive isn't because you've spared him, but you simply can't kill him yet."

The biggest change after Wang Chaling became a ghost rider was his enhanced life-saving ability, making him harder to kill.

The missionary's face immediately sank, obviously Yang Jian hit the mark.

Wang Chaling indeed was difficult to kill, otherwise, he wouldn't need to be sawed into pieces.

"Hence, you don't have the ability to bargain right now." As Yang Jian finished speaking, he suddenly disappeared.

The missionary's eyes narrowed sharply, sensing a terrifying threat approaching. He hadn't forgotten that Yang Jian possessed a coffin nail, which is decisive for the King.

"Retreat."

Without hesitation, the missionary immediately turned to leave.

A door appeared behind him, leading to another room. Clearly, he was familiar with everything here and could freely enter and exit this building even if the landlord died, similar to how Yang Jian was familiar with the Ghost Post Office, allowing free access without a manager.

However, as soon as the missionary turned his head, eerie flames instantly consumed everything in the room, and the open door was directly engulfed by Ghost Flame.

The next moment.

A terrifying firewood knife descended along the flames, slashing directly at the missionary.

Hit by the knife, the missionary's tall body was ripped open, dismembered into two sections, with the upper half falling weakly to the ground while the lower half remained standing.

"Don't think of escaping, you'd better focus on how to fight me to the death; in this state, you can't escape from me." Yang Jian's cold voice echoed. He didn't rush to strike because part of his attention was fixed on the twin girls.

With two Kings present, caution was necessary, especially since his 'dog' wasn't with him at the moment.

"Damn it." The missionary looked at his incomplete body with shock and anger, while the old book in his hand furiously flipped its pages.

It stopped upon reaching a particular page.

The page the book stopped at displayed an image portraying the missionary himself.

The next moment.

The missionary in the painting underwent a transformation; originally intact, he suddenly lost an arm, his body divided into two sections, and burn marks appeared on his skin.

These were real injuries the missionary sustained.

However, they now appeared in the painting.

Yet, when the missionary in the painting suffered injuries, the real-world missionary recovered within one or two seconds.

As if all damage was transferred to the painting, resembling Ye Zhen's scapegoat ghost.

Nonetheless, this wasn't the supernatural power of a scapegoat ghost; after completing all this, the missionary underwent some eerie changes. A portion of his consciousness seemed to disappear, and he became increasingly indifferent and eerily cold, no longer resembling a living being, more akin to a vengeful spirit.

"I see, sealing a part of yourself along with the injuries? However, it cannot be used repeatedly, otherwise, while recovering from injuries you also lose a part of yourself." Yang Jian's gaze shifted slightly, having discerned the drawbacks of the missionary's supernatural power.