Yang Jian took a deep look in the direction Ye Zhen had left. He knew what Ye Zhen was going to do, but he had to ensure that nothing went wrong in the process.
The next second, a full eight scarlet ghost eyes emerged on the massive ghost shadow, and countless streams of cold, sinister lake water were rapidly pouring out from within them.
The ghost shadow was soaked in a sheet of lake water. Yang Jian was attempting to stack the eight ghost eyes together. He wanted to restart this area, save Zhang Wei, and reverse everything.
During the incident in Dajing City when he lost control, Yang Jian had once used the Dead Man’s Banner to briefly restart an area for four seconds. Thus, he had long since made his calculations regarding opening an eight-layer ghost domain.
But this time was different from back in Dajing City. This time, he was relying entirely on his own supernatural power.
The eight ghost eyes were about to fully overlap. Yang Jian was digging into the deepest, most forbidden power of the ghost eyes. The red light around him was so dense it was almost about to solidify, its redness abnormal to the extreme.
However, before the eight ghost eyes had completely stacked together, a stabbing pain suddenly came from them. This stabbing pain was exceedingly strange.
At this moment, Yang Jian was an anomaly: the ghost shadow served as his body, and the tattoo served as his face. Logically speaking, he should not have had any sense of pain at all, yet Yang Jian truly felt an abnormal stabbing sensation coming from the ghost eyes.
The next second, without any warning, an out-of-control red light erupted with Yang Jian at its center, expanding madly as if it had gone insane.
That crimson radiance, red to the extreme, blotted out the sky and covered the earth. It swallowed the graveyard, swallowed the village. Supernatural power filled this stretch of heaven and earth in a completely unreasonable manner, the red light so viscous it was like blood about to drip down.
But this was not what Yang Jian wanted to see. The larger the ghost domain’s range, the more it would stimulate the ghost eyes’ revival. Yang Jian had to control the range of this ghost domain, or else before he could even begin the restart, he would die first from the vicious ghost’s revival.
His consciousness blurred. On the headless ghost shadow, the tattoo bearing Yang Jian’s face grew dimmer and dimmer. Yang Jian was doing everything he could to control the range of this ghost domain.
Gradually, the out-of-control red light seemed to quiet down. It no longer stirred restlessly and began to slowly draw back toward Yang Jian, bit by bit.
Yang Jian stared fixedly, calculating the size of the ghost domain. Slowly, under his control, the range of this ghost domain covered exactly this graveyard.
“Almost there…”
The next moment, the eight ghost eyes completely overlapped. The taboo that reversed life and death began.
The scene began to rewind. The sound of the suona became strange. Zhang Wei slowly took one step backward.
Within this viscous crimson, the entire world was like a film being played in reverse. Everything was continuously moving backward.
“A seven-layer ghost domain can restart oneself, and an eight-layer ghost domain is just as I previously speculated: it can affect the surrounding objects.”
His consciousness felt as though it was about to dissipate. Under the suppression of the Ghost Lake, the ghost shadow was still gradually tearing apart. This taboo that could reverse life and death clearly required an enormous price.
The first second, Zhang Wei’s corpse took one step backward.
The second second, that lifeless female corpse seemed unaffected by the restart and still clung tightly to Zhang Wei’s back.
The third second, the corpse spots on Zhang Wei’s face rapidly disappeared.
The fourth second—“What kind of joke is this?!”
Just then, something eerie happened. The female corpse that had originally been lying on Zhang Wei’s back actually got off him and walked toward that dark-red bridal sedan.
From Yang Jian’s perspective, the entire world was moving backward. Only that horrifying female corpse was walking step by step toward the bridal sedan, as if the restart capable of reversing time were nothing but a joke.
But the female corpse’s actions allowed Yang Jian to confirm one thing: Ye Zhen’s operation had succeeded.
“That’s enough.”
The red light dispersed. The ghost eyes snapped shut all at once and fell into silence.
The massive ghost shadow returned to his body. Water kept seeping from Yang Jian’s entire body; he was drenched from head to toe, as though he had just been fished out of a lake.
Yang Jian was in terrible condition right now. His entire body was filled with lake water, and there was a faint tendency for it to gradually melt.
The supernatural power of the Ghost Lake was nearly out of control, rapidly eroding him. But if he had not used the Ghost Lake’s supernatural suppression, then during an area-wide restart, the ghost eyes would revive, and he would die instantly.
Although Yang Jian was now an anomaly, that did not mean he was a vicious ghost through and through.
As long as one was a ghost controller, no matter what state one used a vicious ghost’s power in, one would never be a true ghost. There would always be an upper limit.
Unless someone could, through some unknown method, become some special kind of existence—but that was practically a miracle that could never happen.
“Leg Bro!”
Zhang Wei slumped onto the ground.
“Just now, I felt like I was about to die! Where’s that female ghost?”
“She went to find Ye Zhen.”
“Then hurry up and save Big Brother Ye! I said it ages ago—when female ghosts get married, they still care about looks.”
Yang Jian stood where he was, doing his utmost to control the restlessness within his body. He needed time to calm the price brought about by the restart.
At the same time Yang Jian carried out the area-wide restart, in Dahai City, on the top floor of the Pearl Tower, inside Ye Zhen’s lounge,
a huge transparent glass display cabinet against the wall held all kinds of anime characters.
The figures on the top level had all rotted away completely, their original shapes no longer discernible. Only the figures on the lower levels still maintained their original appearance.
At this moment, streams of dark-red blood were flowing out from the remaining figures.
The previously normal figures all became incomparably ferocious in appearance at this instant. They began to twist and struggle in an eerie manner, as though enduring tremendous pain.
The next second, with a boom, blood burst through the entire pane of glass and poured down.
Inside the room in the village courtyard.
Ye Zhen was holding that old marriage contract in his hand. Five large characters were written prominently upon it.
“The groom is Ye Zhen.”
Ye Zhen was in terrible condition right now. His skin had already rotted completely, falling bit by bit to the ground and revealing sinister bones beneath. Those bones were no longer a ghastly white, but instead had taken on a dark-red hue, like the bones of a dead person, as though he were a corpse that had been dead for a long time.
The price of so crudely altering the contents of the marriage contract was that Ye Zhen had to continuously endure certain-death attacks from this marriage contract.
Although the Substitute Death Ghost kept transferring these certain-death attacks away, Ye Zhen had used supernatural power far too many times. As a result, the speed at which the Substitute Death Ghost transferred the damage could no longer keep up with the backlash from the marriage contract. It could be said that this was a different, bizarre form of vicious ghost revival unique to him, unique to the Substitute Death Ghost.
But Ye Zhen survived. Even though his condition was so terrible now, he had ultimately withstood the marriage contract’s backlash.
Ye Zhen stood up and attempted to walk out of the room. But just as he stepped outside the door, his consciousness blurred. When he came back to himself, his figure had returned to the room again.
At this moment, from outside the courtyard came the sound of footsteps so orderly it was outrageous, mixed with the urgent sound of suona, approaching the courtyard.
Because too many people were stepping on the ground at the same time, the orderly footsteps produced a dull thudding sound like heavy objects striking the earth.
“Thud, thud! Thud, thud!”
“Thud!”
The footsteps and the suona abruptly stopped. Outside fell into deathly silence. Ye Zhen could not see what was happening outside the courtyard and could only stretch out his head to look around.
Suddenly, a sharp cry came from outside the courtyard.
“The bride has arrived~!”