Aside from that, after entering the deep-layer ghost domain, Wang Liang looked around and discovered some things that could not be seen in reality.
At the spot where the old locust tree stood at the village entrance, in this deep-layer ghost domain, only a male corpse remained, lying hunched on the ground.
He wore a gray mandarin jacket, his eyes tightly shut, and large, irregular splashes of blood stained his clothes.
This was a ghost, but it only stayed within the deep-layer ghost domain.
Perhaps one day in the future, it would invade reality and ferment into a supernatural incident in this village. Or perhaps it would remain here forever, silent and still.
It was also this discovery that let Wang Liang understand that the Slit-Mouthed Woman’s ghost domain was extremely strong.
The old woman ghost on Changxing Road had burned through into a supernatural land with a special ghost fire. Its strength was not exaggeratedly high, nowhere near the level of the Ghost Bus; it was simply that the supernatural effect of the ghost fire was very special.
The Slit-Mouthed Woman, however, had relied on the genuine strength of her ghost domain to enter a special supernatural space.
The two appeared similar in manifestation, but the results, methods, and effects of their supernatural powers were two different situations. Aside from their diluted outward appearance, they had little to do with each other.
In the future, Yang Jian could also release ghost domains through multiple ghost eyes, then stack them atop one another to enter a deep-layer ghost domain.
If divided by layers, the third layer of Yang Jian’s ghost domain could make contact with worlds where certain special ghosts existed.
The fifth layer could invade the deep-layer ghost domain where the Ghost Post Office was located. It could also affect reality, sending things from reality into the deep-layer world, equivalent to a different kind of imprisonment.
The sixth layer not only allowed him to personally enter an even deeper world, but the terrifying supernatural influence of the ghost domain could even nearly bring the time and space of an entire area to a standstill.
The seventh layer began to involve time, restarting himself, and when reaching even deeper ghost domains, restarting time within an area of reality.
Using the layers of Yang Jian’s ghost domain as a reference, Wang Liang felt that the strength of the Slit-Mouthed Woman’s ghost domain could at the very least reach the level of Yang Jian’s fifth-layer ghost-eye domain.
Because after Wang Liang used the ghost domain, not only could he enter a supernatural space where the real environment had disappeared,
he could also bring a corpse from reality into this deep-layer ghost domain, throw the corpse there, and then return to reality alone.
After he returned, that corpse vanished from reality, imprisoned alone in that space that only the supernatural could touch.
This meant that Wang Liang at least possessed the same ability as Yang Jian’s fifth-layer ghost domain: affecting reality, imprisoning people or objects inside a deep-layer ghost domain, and making them disappear completely from the real world!
But in terms of influence over time, Wang Liang had yet to see anything.
“This is good. Between range and strength, I had to have at least one.”
Possession, killing through the split mouth, suppression, deep-layer ghost domain.
Wang Liang nodded in satisfaction. Fighting the Slit-Mouthed Woman had been difficult, and he had even used restart twice, but the gains after successfully resisting her were also enormous.
As for how many times he could restart within a short period now, he himself was not sure, but in any case, it was definitely more than three.
In terms of the number of ghosts, although he had in fact only controlled two cinematic ghosts, even counting the ghost blood that belonged to Sadako’s puzzle, that was only three ghosts.
But the ghosts controlled by ordinary ghost controllers were all scattered puzzle pieces, each with only one ability.
If Wang Liang counted one ability as one ghost, then right now he could completely be considered a ghost controller who controlled six or seven ghosts!
Of course, he was only thinking this for a bit of satisfaction. Once things reached the pinnacle of the supernatural, the role of quantity would gradually diminish. In the end, what was compared was still the difference in supernatural volume and strength.
However, if quantity could be rapidly stacked to “infinity,” then that would also be a qualitative change, possessing extremely high strength.
After figuring out the Slit-Mouthed Woman’s ghost domain, Wang Liang came beside the hunched male corpse within the deep-layer ghost domain. This was eerie value delivered to his doorstep; naturally, he had to come and take advantage of it.
The system’s eerie value began to rise. This proved that his judgment was correct. This was indeed a silent ghost, not a corpse or derivative affected by the supernatural.
It was worth mentioning that his previous confrontation and contact with the Slit-Mouthed Woman had not brought Wang Liang any eerie value at all.
Back then, even the ghost blood that served as part of Sadako’s puzzle had provided him with a certain amount of eerie value, yet the Slit-Mouthed Woman had not. This surprised Wang Liang somewhat, but also made him thoughtful.
Cinematic ghosts and their original puzzle pieces probably could not provide the system with eerie value.
Although the black ghost blood could serve as part of Sadako’s puzzle, it came from that tall black shadow and was a native ghost of the Mysterious Revival world, which was why its eerie value could be recorded.
Having figured out a few more of the system’s rules, Wang Liang checked his current eerie value.
[Eerie Record Value: 55% → 62%.]
Even in a silent state, it had provided 7% eerie value. This ghost was probably not weak.
Wang Liang imbued his hand with the Slit-Mouthed Woman’s supernatural power, then grabbed the hunched ghost on the ground by the back of the neck and lifted it up, preparing to bring it out.
In truth, Wang Liang did not even need to use the Slit-Mouthed Woman’s supernatural power to suppress this ghost. It did not stir at all; within this deep-layer ghost domain, it was thoroughly silent.
It belonged to the kind of ghost that, as long as there was a way for someone to control it, they would be directly controlling a crashed ghost.
Wang Liang did not plan to control this ghost. After all, he did not even know what its ability was.
Moreover, in Wang Liang’s eyes, a “wild” crash not caused by the system was not very reliable. Perhaps it would revive one day. A crash was not absolute.
But if he did not control it, he could give it to someone else to control. If he formed a team in the future, this ghost could be given to a subordinate he trusted.
Wang Liang returned to reality and dispersed the derivative Sadakos.
He took a golden body bag from his backpack, stuffed the hunched ghost he was carrying into it, then walked toward the village entrance.
Some distance outside the village, Zhou Kun stood there with a grave expression, gazing at the village ahead.
The village was utterly silent. He did not know how Wang Liang’s operation was going. He could only hope everything would go smoothly.
Zhou Kun decided that if there was still no movement after fifteen minutes, he would enter the village!
After witnessing Wang Liang’s death and resurrection, Zhou Kun did not understand it, but he was deeply shaken. No matter how dazed he was, he knew that with such an ability, someone like Wang Liang probably would not die so easily.
If there was no movement for a long time, then he must have fallen into a stalemate. At that time, perhaps Wang Liang would need his intervention to break the deadlock, so he had to go.
The three messengers, however, thought differently from Zhou Kun. The three stood ten paces away from Zhou Kun, whispering among themselves.
They had seen through some of Zhou Kun’s thoughts and were thinking that if Zhou Kun insisted on entering the village later, then they would run.
Chang Feng and Fang Rui were both ordinary people. Without supernatural items, entering the village again to face the ghost would mean death. Last time, they had been lucky enough to be spared by the ghost, but that might not happen this time.
Rather than enter the village, it was better to flee. They were not like that Wang Liang, who could come back from the dead.
As for Lü Huizhen, her condition was already terrible. She did not want to fight anymore.
If she kept fighting, even if she did not die at the hands of that terrifying female ghost, she would die from the revival of the ghost inside her body. She might as well run.