Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 276 Then I'll be a bit rough.

"Ghost well."

Wang Liang stood still, not rushing to choose the passage at the bottom of the well. Instead, he used Sadako's supernatural powers to sense the situation at Yang Jian's place and see if he was also at the bottom of the well.

The eerie gray line pointing towards Yang Jian in his field of vision was still swaying left and right, and the position of the medium was uncertain.

Wang Liang released a portion of the supernatural energy along the gray line, carrying a part of his consciousness, and followed the gray line to the medium, wanting to see where Yang Jian was.

A chilling aura emanated from the photograph in Yang Jian's pocket, and an eerie atmosphere permeated the surrounding medium, allowing Wang Liang to observe the situation at Yang Jian's location.

Yang Jian was running away in a passageway with a top paved with blue bricks. There were many blurry figures chasing him in the darkness behind him. They seemed to have no intention of getting entangled with him and just kept running forward along the passageway.

Muddy water dripped from the cracks in the blue bricks above. The ghost eye's ghost domain could not stop the dripping water. Yang Jian could only try to move away to avoid it. If he could not avoid it, he would rely on the black shadow covering his body to withstand it.

The dripping muddy water no longer teleported Yang Jian away, but it carried corrosive and suppressive abilities, dripping onto the black shadow garment covering Yang Jian's body, causing ripples in the shadow and the blackness to fade away.

Upon seeing the familiar blue brick passage, Wang Liang knew that Yang Jian was also in a passage somewhere at the bottom of the well. He was probably pulled directly to the bottom of the Ghost Well by stepping on muddy water, rather than finding the junction and falling into the well on his own, like Wang Liang had done.

Although Yang Jian was being chased by a ghost, he didn't seem to be in too much danger, so Wang Liang didn't go over.

This would allow them to explore the maze in two separate ways. If Yang Jian found the location of the source ghost first, he could immediately restart the journey there.

Wang Liang withdrew his consciousness from the medium, looked at the two passages in front of him, and stepped towards the left.

After stepping inside, his expression changed slightly, and he stepped back, heading back towards the passage on the right.

'Sure enough, the pressure in both passages has intensified, but to different degrees, with the left passage being slightly more intense.'

So Wang Liang retreated again and stepped into the more oppressive passage on the left.

Wang Liang guessed that the closer one got to the source ghost, the heavier the suppression became, so he decided to go this way and head towards the source ghost.

After walking a distance, Wang Liang could feel that the new passage was not only more oppressive, but also more humid.

tick.

A drop of muddy water dripped from the crack in the blue bricks above, ignoring the ghostly barrier, and grazed Wang Liang's body before falling into the soil on the ground.

Having seen the situation at Yang Jian's location beforehand, Wang Liang was not surprised. This indicated that Yang Jian was currently in a deeper place than him, where the muddy water was almost turning into a light rain.

Continuing forward, a new fork appears, this time with three paths.

Wang Liang tried them all and chose the middle passage to walk in.

Tick, tick.

More and more frequently, muddy water dripped from the cracks in the blue bricks overhead.

And after he stepped into the passage and took a few steps, the fog behind him silently gathered, blurring the view beyond the passage.

The sound of footsteps came from behind, and several hazy, eerie figures swayed in the fog, approaching Wang Liang.

Wang Liang glanced back. He could ignore the darkness, but the fog obstructed his vision.

But he could still make out a few figures that vaguely appeared in the fog. They were ghost slaves who looked like Sadako, but whose exposed hands and feet were swollen and pale from being soaked in water.

Wang Liang's lips suddenly curled upwards, his cheeks torn to his ears, and a chilling chuckle echoed through the passage. The ghost's laughter was even more lethal in the narrow passage, its echoes amplifying against the walls on either side, making the laughter even more dangerous and quickly gaining emphasis.

The laughter carried along the passage, and the ghost slaves in the mist stiffened upon hearing it, their mouths splitting open beneath their black hair, and then they all collapsed.

Ghost Laugh swept past them, disappearing into the passage further back from where he had come, causing the fog that had just thickened to dissipate again.

After clearing out the remaining soldiers, the crack on Wang Liang's cheek miraculously healed completely, returning to normal. He then turned and walked forward again.

But after a short while, rustling footsteps came from behind, and a figure was following behind.

Moreover, figures appeared in the darkness ahead, emerging with the mist, and slowly approached, blocking him in the passage.

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A pale hand suddenly emerged from the muddy soil beside Wang Liang's feet, grabbed his ankle, and with astonishing strength, tried to drag him into the damp earth.

But although Wang Liang appeared to have landed, he was actually suspended in the ghost realm. It was impossible to move him with the strange force brought by the supernatural. Even the ghost rope could not lift him, let alone this ghost slave.

Instead, he lifted his foot and pulled a white-clad female corpse with disheveled black hair out of the ground.

The woman's neck twisted mechanically, making stiff, cracking sounds.

"Is that all you know? Then I'll be more brutal."

Wang Liang shook his head, his body radiating a chilling aura that forced back the hand gripping his ankle.

Whether the Ghost Well was inherently more dangerous than terrifying, or whether it was being restricted, its attacks were limited to just a few strikes, so there was no need for it to proceed with any more cautious probing.

A pool of ghost blood gushed out from beneath her feet, engulfing the ghost slave. But soon, a white-clad female ghost, almost identical in appearance to the ghost slave, crawled out of the blood. This was the true derivative Sadako.

After Sadako appeared, she curled up into a ball, and a faint black light emanated from her, which was even deeper and colder than the surrounding darkness.

An old television set replaced Sadako's figure in the black light, sitting beside Wang Liang, its screen flickering white.

Wang Liang stood there expressionless, gun in hand. When the ghost servants in front and behind him got close enough, they mysteriously disappeared and were forcibly imprisoned in the room inside the television screen by the eerie light.

Even the surrounding mist and the inexplicable dampness in the air were forcibly contained within it.

Wang Liang waited briefly in place. After the number of rooms inside the television set had increased to a certain level, he released Sadako from each room to the outside.

A multitude of eerie, white figures emerged from the television set bathed in dim light, crawling forward along the passage in inhuman postures, crowding the passageway.

Sadako's terror level has far exceeded that of when she first appeared, and even the terror level of individual derivative Sadako is higher than that of many vengeful ghosts, except that they have the added characteristic of being destructible.

The suppression of the vengeful spirit at the bottom of the well slowed down Sadako's movements considerably and reduced her chilling aura, but it didn't completely silence her.

Upon their appearance, a large number of Sadako immediately filled the passage and relentlessly invaded every part of this well-bottomed labyrinth with a savage and brutal momentum.

Whenever they encountered a demon servant who looked similar to them emerging from the mist, they would pounce on them and submerge them in Sadako's army.

The endless stream of Sadako crawled around Wang Liang's position, while Wang Liang, in this crowded flow, occupied a space and continued to walk forward unhurriedly, with no more ghost slaves able to get close to him.

(End of this chapter)