I thought it was just the Crying Tomb Ghost who didn't leave the bus and was still lurking nearby, but I didn't expect the Dried Corpse Bride to have stayed as well.
There were no street lights beside the dimly lit road. Through the faint light that shone from somewhere unknown, ordinary people could only make out silhouettes in such an environment, completely unable to distinguish whether the figure standing in the distance was a person or a tree.
Yang Jian hadn't expanded the scope of his Ghost Domain, lest he provoke some unknown terror in this area.
But the eerie appearance of the Dried Corpse Bride, standing on the road behind him, facing this way, truly made him break out in a cold sweat.
Compared to the Crying Tomb Ghost, Yang Jian was even more wary of the Dried Corpse Bride.
At least when facing the Crying Tomb Ghost, his Ghost Eye didn't give any strong warning, but facing the Dried Corpse Bride was truly hair-raising.
