The scope of the Ghost Domain was now restricted to a single narrow pathway, and some powers had slipped out of Yang Jian's control.
This red pathway extended along the asphalt road right up to the entrance of the villa.
At the end of this road, Yang Jian stood calmly, staring at Ye Feng at the other end.
Both were masters of two ghosts.
But in terms of ability, Yang Jian had to admit that he was slightly inferior, even if Wang Xiaoqiang didn't use that withered finger to limit the power of his Ghost Domain, he was still no match for Ye Feng.
The shroud on his body protected him from the attacks of other fierce ghosts.
Ghost Shadow could not have any effect.
And what was most concerning was that there was a second ghost inside his body.
"You think you can outlast me in a war of attrition? You should have some understanding by now, this shroud I'm wearing protects me; even if the Ghost Rope revives, you'll be the first to die," Ye Feng said, not daring to move forward.
