Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 267 Well

Yang Jian dared not underestimate the terror of an S-class vengeful ghost. Although he had never actually fought against an S-class vengeful ghost, he had fought against the fourth-stage ghost infant of the Hungry Ghost, and could sense some of the terror of an S-class vengeful ghost from it.

But he also believed that as long as he prepared in advance, he would not be unable to resist and would be instantly killed by the vengeful ghost, even if it was an attack by an S-level vengeful ghost.

The dark shadow beneath Yang Jian's feet swayed, crawling up his feet like eerie black ink and covering his body.

In the end, only the head was visible, while the rest of the body was covered by the headless ghostly figure.

From a distance, it looks like a naked black man, but with an Asian head.

This was a supernatural use that the headless ghost would never have dared to try before it crashed, but now it could do it. Not only could it resist supernatural attacks with the headless ghost, but it could also empower its body with the strange strength of a vengeful ghost.

With everything prepared, Yang Jian continued walking forward.

But as time went by, based on his pace and the height of the mountain, he should have reached the summit by now.

But we still haven't reached the summit, and we can't even see a trace of a temple. The fog has indeed distorted our sense of distance.

Moreover, the cold and damp feeling emanating from him was becoming increasingly intense. Yang Jian even felt that the surrounding area was so damp that water was about to condense, and the ground was becoming increasingly damp.

If the muddy water you step into is teleported away, what will happen if your whole body gets so wet that water condenses on it?

Yang Jian felt somewhat heavy-hearted, but he was prepared and could only continue on his way and wait for things to change.

Avoiding the damp mud that might seep out, Yang Jian walked for a few more minutes before suddenly stopping. The ghost eye on his forehead suddenly stared at a direction ahead.

In the thick fog, a blurry human figure suddenly appeared ahead, standing outside the range of the red light, but gradually becoming clearer within the fog.

Yang Jian's hand touched the ghost rope at his waist, but he did not make a move immediately.

As the human figure in front of him became clearer, Yang Jian's pupils contracted.

Because it was a familiar, vengeful ghost, a female ghost with disheveled black hair and wearing dirty white clothes.

Teacher Wang's female ghost?!

Do not!
Upon seeing the figure clearly, Yang Jian's mind raced, and his hands moved even faster than his brain. He immediately drew the ghost rope from his waist and attacked the female ghost in front of him without hesitation.

The red light was no longer suppressed, and it pierced straight forward, enveloping the female ghost in the ghost eye and ghost domain.

An old straw rope taut instantly in the passage constructed by the red light, and the withered finger tied at the front pinned to the forehead of the female ghost's face, which was covered by her black hair.

With a flick of his wrist, Yang Jian caused the ghost rope to sway like a snake, wrapping around the female ghost's neck. He then exerted force, dragging her over like a corpse.

Under the combined assault of the three attacks, especially the withered finger obtained from Wang Xiaoming.

The female ghost didn't make any movement; she lay motionless in front of Yang Jian like a dead body.

'Too simple, it can't be the source ghost; the fog hasn't changed at all.'

Yang Jian used his Ghost Domain to move aside the black hair that was blocking the female ghost's face, and then paused slightly.

After the black hair was parted, a pale and swollen face was revealed, but it was still possible to vaguely discern from the facial features and beard that it should be a man's face.

The ghostly shadow on Yang Jian's body seeped into the corpse from the soles of his feet, further confirming his judgment that it was indeed a man, but his hair was too long and his body shape had been strangely altered to resemble that of a woman.

What the hell?

Yang Jian frowned as he looked at the androgynous corpse. It wasn't a vengeful ghost, nor was it a supernatural derivative like a ghost infant. It hadn't dissipated; it was a real corpse. It must have been a ghost slave before, and after being nailed to the ground, the chilling aura around it disappeared, turning it into an ordinary corpse.

Step, step.

Slightly noisy footsteps echoed from all directions in the thick fog, muffled and rustling as they scraped against the ground, like corpses dragging their feet and swaying as they slowly approached.

Blurry human figures gradually emerged from the fog, surrounding Yang Jian from all directions.

The humidity in the surrounding air was now even heavier, brought by the figures approaching through the thick fog. Yang Jian could even smell the stench of rotting corpses in the damp air, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Yang Jian's face was gloomy, but he was not flustered. If the figures around him were all at the level of the ghost slave he had subdued on the ground, then having a few more wouldn't be a big problem.

However, the fact that he was surrounded by such an attack indicates that he has been targeted by a vengeful ghost, and he must be careful.

'Withdraw from the encirclement first, to avoid any unforeseen complications.'

Yang Jian gathered the ghost domain into a path formed by dense red light, which swept through the gaps between the surrounding figures, dispelled the mist, and pierced straight outwards.

But suddenly, the Ghost Eye's ghostly domain stopped more than ten meters away, unable to penetrate through a stone wall that had appeared out of nowhere.

The stone wall, built of bluestone, has a sense of age; it is mottled, old, cold, and slippery, with patches of damp moss climbing on it.

Moreover, these mosses seemed to come alive, wriggling slightly on the stone wall. The decaying aura emanating from the cracks in the wall caused the Ghost Eye's ghost domain to gradually retreat, unable to touch the stone wall anymore, let alone penetrate it.

"What a joke."

Yang Jian's expression changed as he realized an unsettling possibility. He immediately manipulated the Ghost Domain to move in another direction.

As expected, without his notice, stone walls, impenetrable to the ghost realm, formed in the thick fog from all directions, confining him to this area.

Furthermore, considering the arc of the stone wall, one can infer the code name of this paranormal event.

This is the well wall!

He's in a well!
Yang Jian immediately sent the Ghost Domain straight upwards, and sure enough, there was no stone wall blocking his way above.

However, the red light was stretched into a line and extended upwards for one or two hundred meters, reaching the limit under the suppressed conditions, but it still could not penetrate the fog, and there were even well walls all around it hundreds of meters in the air.

With a grim expression, Yang Jian withdrew the Ghost Domain and instead spread it around him, dispelling the mist and revealing the dozens of white-clad female ghosts approaching him.

He couldn't escape using the ghost domain. The well wall couldn't possibly be hundreds of meters high. It was because his ghost domain was suppressed by the ghost well's ghost domain that the true appearance of the ghost well couldn't be revealed. It was like being trapped in a ghost wall.

'Then we won't run. We'll deal with these ghost slaves within the encirclement and force out the source ghost!'

Before he could even make a move, Yang Jian's body suddenly sank a bit, his foot slipped, and the soil he was standing on collapsed into a pool of murky sewage, or rather, well water.

The Ghost Eye and Ghost Domain were open, but the murky well water appeared directly in the Ghost Domain, leaving him with nowhere to stand and causing his body to sink halfway down.

Yang Jian immediately tried to use the Ghost Domain to move himself away, but he couldn't move at all. The well water resisted the Ghost Eye Ghost Domain's transfer.

At that moment, pale hands emerged from the water and clung to the shadows on his body.

Although the next second he was attacked by a headless ghost, his wrist was suddenly severed.

But there were too many hands, one after another, pulling Yang Jian down completely into the murky well water, where he disappeared.

(End of this chapter)