In a world as silent as death.
Coffins were laid out on the ground, densely packed and extending in all directions, turning this world into a world of coffins, a world of ghosts.
Because within each coffin stood a ghost.
They were not illusions, but truly existed, as at this very moment some ghosts had already stepped one foot out of their coffins, apparently wanting to approach those trapped here, like Wang Xiaoming and Li Jun.
It was only after facing the Ghost Envoy that Wang Xiaoming, Li Jun, Tong Qian, and Feng Quan, these people, truly understood why this S-class supernatural event was so terrifying. The supernatural was simply not something ordinary ghost masters could handle. You might control two ghosts, or even three, but in the end, the result was only death.
The ghost's restarting ability didn't bring another round of attacks, it increased their numbers.
It was like playing a game with cheats, capable of making one cry, yet forbidding you from quitting.