Since the operation began and the Ghost Candle was lit to attract that ghost, all the events that unfolded had exceeded Yang Jian's expectations. A continuous onslaught of strange and dangerous incidents gave him no time to think, and one false step meant total defeat, with everyone dying here.
"What in the world is happening?"
Yang Jian clenched his teeth, both alarmed and furious.
He unleashed the Ghost Hand and opened the golden bottle containing the ghost. There was no doubt this action increased the number of ghosts on his side, surely surpassing the maximum number that the Ghost Coffin could suppress.
Therefore, the kind of absolute suppression formed by the ghosts no longer existed. Otherwise, Yang Jian wouldn't have been able to use the Ghost Shadow's power to save Wang Jiang.
But the problem was, with the number of ghosts on their side evidently holding the advantage, why were the ghosts still attacking people?
The condition of being alone should no longer be met.
