A bizarre resurrection: I, Yang Jian, am bound by a contract with the school beauty!

at the same time.

Deep within the eerie dungeon.

In the dimly lit passage, the air seemed to freeze.

The man was panting heavily.

One of his arms was completely severed and was covered in blood.

But his bloodshot eyes were fixed on the unshakeable old man in front of him.

The old man's aura was terrifying.

That sense of oppression,

It was like a living tomb; just standing there made one feel suffocated.

There is no escape.

The old man made no movement, yet it seemed to be stating a given fact.

From the moment he entered this place, his fate was sealed.

The man did not speak.

His body was trembling violently, an instinctive reaction to the suppression of supernatural power to its extreme.

He can't retreat.

He is the last guardian of this era.

His task

From the moment that damned black coffin was awakened, the disaster of the Ghost Lake was completely quelled.

If he dies.

If he fails.

So this strange lake

Then there really won't be anyone left to suppress them.

He gritted his teeth,

A resolute glint flashed in his eyes.

The supernatural power within him burned wildly at that moment.

The wound, which had already dried, began to ooze strange black blood again.

He was overdrawing his own life.

They're working desperately!

He's going to charge!

Even if it means death, we must cause the old man even the slightest disturbance before we die!

Just as he was about to unleash his last supernatural power and charge towards the old man...

Abruptly,

A series of melodious operatic sounds rang out in the empty stairwell.

The voice was mournful and melodious.

It carries an indescribable sense of eeriness and absurdity.

Followed by.

Several red figures, like ghosts descending from the stage, suddenly appeared in the corridor.

The opera troupe is a bunch of ghosts!

The moment I saw these vengeful ghosts.

The man's pupils suddenly contracted, and he was struck as if by lightning, abruptly halting his charge.

The opera troupe is a bunch of ghosts!

In this bizarre era, this is a terrifying entity that definitely ranks among the top three in terms of horror!

They actually showed up here?

and,

Judging from the incomplete and eerie fluctuations on their bodies, this does not seem to be the complete ghost form of the opera troupe.

Instead, they are the individual components that have been split up.

Even so, it's enough to make anyone feel despair.

"It's you guys..."

The man's voice was hoarse, and a sense of despair rose in his heart.

If even these top-tier vengeful spirits are on the old man's side, then he truly has no chance of winning.

however.

To his surprise, the leading ghost of the opera troupe did not show any hostility towards him.

Its face was painted with exaggerated oil paint, and its mouth was stretched into a strange arc.

She let out a hoarse laugh at the man:

"Don't be nervous."

"I'm here to help you."

help?

The man froze, staring at the other person in disbelief.

These vengeful ghosts,

Each of them stands at the pinnacle of the supernatural era.

They are ruthless, brutal, and treat humans like dirt.

How could I possibly offer to help?

There must be something fishy going on here!

Before he could even ask a question, the ghost from the opera troupe had already turned its head to look at the old man, a cold killing intent flashing in its eyes.

Then.

It turned its head again and looked at the man.

He pulled something out of the tattered costume: "I need you to help me deliver this to Yang Jian."

It was a pitch-black nail covered in rust.

Coffin nails!

The moment I saw this nail.

The man's mind went blank.

These are the coffin nails from that black coffin in Huanggang Village!

How did it end up in the hands of this vengeful ghost?

Moreover, why would it entrust such a crucial supernatural artifact to Yang Jian?

"A new era is coming, and everyone is placing bets, including us."

The voice of the ghost from the opera troupe.

It carries an indescribable sense of vicissitude and eeriness.

"You have to help me, whether you want to or not."

Before he could finish speaking...

Those red figures transformed directly into a dense mass of blood shadow.

Filled with overwhelming ferocity, they charged towards the old man!

boom!

A supernatural collision, exploding instantly!

The entire corridor shook violently at that moment, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

The man stared blankly at everything.

The coffin nails in his hand were heavy, as if they bore the weight of the entire world.

He had no idea what conspiracy was behind this.

He also didn't want to know.

All he knew was that the opportunity had arrived.

This,

This might be the last chance!

The man collected his thoughts and, taking advantage of the moment when the ghost of the opera troupe and the old man were locked in combat, his body was covered by something eerie.

then,

It rushed deeper into the distance at an extremely high speed!

Coffin nails can suppress it!

If the coffin nails can be handed to Yang Jian, everything might take a turn for the better!