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

Qin Taotao fell silent upon hearing Li Yao's words.

Her breathing.

Everything seemed to stand still at that moment.

Yang Jian.

The chances of summoning him into the real world are extremely low.

However, as Li Yao said.

This is indeed the last and only solution at present.

This ghost realm, constructed by S-class vengeful spirits, has been completely transformed into a cage of despair, sealing off the entire sky.

With their strength alone.

It was utterly impossible to shake this darkness in the slightest.

Rather than waiting to die, why not... risk everything and try to awaken the legend of that eerie dungeon?

"it is good."

Qin Taotao took a deep breath, and the hesitation and confusion in her eyes were replaced by a resolute look.

She looked at Li Yao and nodded heavily.

The decision has been made.

The two fell silent, sitting quietly in the cold cabin.

They gave up all futile struggles and even suppressed the already limited supernatural power within them.

They are waiting.

Then the headless figure, like the Grim Reaper, descended before them.

Because they knew that only in the moment closest to death could their cries cross the boundary between life and death and reach that unknown place.

……

Kyushu.

Daxia Command Center.

The atmosphere was extremely oppressive.

It felt as if everyone's heart was being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, making even breathing incredibly difficult.

The old general, with his white hair and bloodshot eyes, stared intently at the large screen.

His fist.

His fingers had long since turned white from gripping so tightly, and his knuckles had lost their color from excessive force.

This was an incredibly risky, even insane, attempt.

If successful.

That was naturally a stunning reversal, a comeback from the brink of defeat.

But what if it fails...

Then, the two remaining top-tier Ghost Masters of the Great Xia Dynasty will perish completely on this cursed land of Sakura Kingdom.

The price is too heavy.

The weight of it all was so profound that even this veteran general, who had spent his life on the battlefield, felt waves of unease in his heart.

"We...have no choice but to believe them."

The chief of staff standing beside him spoke in a hoarse voice, his face also filled with tension and unease.

They are the decision-makers, the commanders who strategize and plan.

But at this moment, faced with an absolute and irresistible supernatural force, all they could do was pray and wait.

at the same time.

Inside command centers around the world, however, a completely different and eerie atmosphere prevails.

despair.

Utter despair.

On the screen, the headless figure is carrying out a ruthless and efficient hunt.

It did not hesitate at all, nor did it make any unnecessary movements.

Its hunting seems to be carried out with some kind of precise calculation.

It always starts with those relatively weaker demon tamers.

One after another.

"The signal from the Elephant Kingdom's Ghost Tamer has disappeared!"

"The signal from the Yue Kingdom's Ghost Tamer has disappeared!"

"..."

The cold, detached announcements echoed like a death knell throughout the command centers.

Those who were previously gloating.

The high-ranking officials from various countries who had hoped to see the Great Xia make a fool of itself now wore expressions of utter despair.

Their trump card.

The top-tier combat force they had cultivated at great cost was as fragile as paper in front of that S-class monster.

The life signal of their nation's last demon tamer.

When it disappears completely from the screen.

A dark and twisted emotion began to grow in the hearts of these people.

On what grounds?

Why are our aces all dead, yet the people of Great Xia are still alive?

I'm going to die.

We should all die together!

This sky should become everyone's grave!

They stared intently at the screen, at the helicopter belonging to Great Xia, their eyes filled with resentment and curses.

They hoped to see the headless figure appear there immediately.

then,

They tore those two women to pieces in the most cruel way.

It seemed to be a response to their "prayer".

In the sky.

The elegant yet deadly headless figure finally stopped after crushing the last helicopter belonging to a foreign ghost tamer.

It floated silently in the dense darkness, as if taking stock of its spoils.

The entire sky.

Apart from the helicopter from Da Xia, there were no other survivors.

All intruders have been eliminated.

Now, only the final goal remains.

next second.

Its figure vanished abruptly from the spot.

There was not a single sign whatsoever.

It was as if it had never existed.

However, inside the helicopter where Li Yao and Qin Taotao were.

An indescribable, terrifying pressure descended with a deafening roar!

It was a tremor that stemmed from the instinct of life, a fear that screamed from the depths of the soul!

coming!

It is coming!

Qin Taotao and Li Yao's hearts almost stopped beating at that moment.

They didn't even dare to turn their heads.

That aura alone was enough to completely stiffen their bodies, making it impossible for them to even move a finger.

Outside the helicopter window.

That eternal darkness seemed to have become even thicker.

A figure.

It appeared silently in front of the plane.

He stood there quietly, standing in the void.

The impeccably tailored black suit, the impeccable posture, and the overall aristocratic air exuded an aloofness that was cold to the extreme.

Only.

The empty neck and the constantly spinning dark vortex spoke of his terrifying nature as a vengeful ghost.

A headless ghost in a suit!

It was separated from the two people by only a thin layer of bulletproof glass.

Those unseen eyes seemed to have pierced through all obstacles and landed on Qin Taotao and Li Yao.

It was a kind of scrutiny, a kind of indifference.

It was like a king looking at two ants that he could crush with a flick of his wrist.

Time seemed to stretch out infinitely at this moment.

Every second felt like a cycle in hell.

Kyushu Command Center.

Everyone held their breath, staring intently at the screen.

The old general's body trembled slightly from extreme tension.

He could see that the vengeful ghost on the screen had moved.

It slowly raised its right hand, which was wearing a white glove, and stretched it out towards the helicopter.

Its movements are slow and graceful.

Yet it carries an undeniable, all-or-nothing will to die.

Everyone knows that as soon as that hand touches the plane...

Everything will come to an end.

"Hurry up!"

The old general roared madly in his heart.

"Say that name out quickly!"

It seemed as if they had heard his innermost thoughts.

Just as that hand wearing a white glove was about to touch the cold machine.

Li Yao used all her strength to break through the terrifying supernatural suppression, opened her mouth, and let out a hoarse cry filled with endless expectation and determination!

"Yang Jian!!"

Two words exhausted all her hopes.

The sound echoed in the cramped cabin.

then……

And that was the end of it.