Recently, Tong Qian had always been able to sense that something was very wrong with Zhang Han’s condition. There seemed to be a faint, almost imperceptible killing intent toward her. She had always thought it was because Zhang Han had been eroded too deeply by the fierce ghost, causing a change in his personality.
But Zhang Han paid no attention. Instead, he walked out of the ghost domain, his eyes fixed firmly on that corpse as he slowly approached it.
Tong Qian was just about to rush out and pull Zhang Han back when Cao Yang grabbed her hand.
“Calm down. Zhang Han doesn’t seem like the kind of person who acts on impulse. If Yang Jian could rest assured letting him lead your squad, that means he has the ability and courage for it. He must have discovered something and wants to test it. What we can do now is cooperate with him.”
Tong Qian hesitated for a moment, but in the end, she still listened to Cao Yang’s advice.
Everyone watched from within the ghost domain as Zhang Han drew closer, bit by bit, to that withered corpse. Because of Zhang Han’s appearance, all the mediums were now attacking him.
“Cao Yang was right. This fierce ghost’s attack range looks extremely large, but its terror level is at most around A-rank. In fact, because of the characteristics of its own killing pattern, even I can resist it somewhat.”
Advancing with difficulty, a thin layer of frost had gradually formed in front of Zhang Han. At this moment, he was like a man struggling forward through a blizzard. The closer he got to that ghost, the harder it became to use the fierce ghost inside his body.
But at a certain instant, Zhang Han had indeed sensed a change in his own condition. That faint sense of revival stirring within him had actually been delayed during a certain period as he approached this ghost.
However, as Zhang Han continued to get closer, that sense of delay transformed into a kind of freezing—a feeling as if anything, no matter what it was, could be frozen solid.
“My guess was right. But relying on this alone still isn’t enough to guarantee that my condition can be maintained. There has to be a third party intervening in this supernatural confrontation. Otherwise, even if my own condition improves, I won’t be able to withstand the continuous attacks.”
Thinking this, Zhang Han spoke. “Tong Qian, do it. Attack it.”
Tong Qian froze for a moment. Looking at the distance between Zhang Han and that corpse, a trace of hesitation flashed across her face.
If her attack really took effect, Zhang Han might die on the spot.
“Do it!”
Zhang Han abruptly turned his head and glared viciously at Tong Qian.
No longer hesitating, in the next second, a shrill cry suddenly rang out, sweeping toward Zhang Han’s direction.
However, from everyone’s perspective, Zhang Han was still standing there, completely unaffected. His expression had not changed; he was still observing the ghost in front of him.
“Continue. Use the other face too.”
Seeing this, Tong Qian no longer held back. She was just somewhat overly compassionate, not completely brainless. Zhang Han had clearly discovered some unknown characteristic of this ghost. If she kept wavering at a time like this, she might get him killed.
The miserable crying was gradually tainted by another sound. A trace of spine-chilling laughter mixed into it.
The interweaving of crying and laughter formed an eerie tone.
This time, even the others inside Cao Yang’s ghost domain vaguely heard a faint laugh, barely there.
Just as the corners of Zhang Han’s mouth lifted slightly, he immediately waved his hand and said, “Enough.”
The sound stopped abruptly, and Zhang Han’s expression instantly returned to normal.
Cao Yang, meanwhile, had been staring at Tong Qian the entire time, his heart filled with disbelief. This was the first time he had ever seen a ghost controller in such a state.
“Supernatural stacking? Although it was very brief, and she didn’t accomplish it of her own initiative, this woman really did it.”
Standing less than a few meters away from the ghost, Zhang Han pointed at the frozen soil scattered on the ground and said:
“Sound—or rather, the fierce ghost’s killing pattern—was stopped when it approached this corpse.”
Cao Yang was slightly startled, then immediately understood what Zhang Han meant. He had just analyzed this ghost’s supernatural characteristics. It was somewhat different from simple suppression; it was more like the fierce ghost inside one’s body had been “frozen.”
Cao Yang said, “As the terror level kept rising, the sound was gradually approaching the corpse.”
“That’s right.”
Zhang Han nodded.
“Until it can completely suppress this corpse, all attacks will have no effect on it.”
Hearing this, Cao Yang fell into thought. He said, “In other words, as long as we can keep attacking it continuously, we can successfully contain it.”
“But… ghost controllers have limits. No one can last that long.”
He immediately added, “Although this ghost’s terror level isn’t especially high, that’s only in comparison to something on the level of the Ghost Painting. Even if it’s only A-rank, in our current condition, we still can’t completely suppress it in an instant.”
Zhang Han carefully retreated and returned into the ghost domain.
He looked at Cao Yang and said, “It can be done. The ghost I control is rather unusual. As long as my condition is pushed close to revival, then with your cooperation, we can completely suppress it in an instant.”
“No!” Tong Qian immediately said.
“If your fierce ghost revives, you will definitely die. I’m sorry, but I can’t agree to this operation.”
“You’re wrong.” Cao Yang shook his head.
“When Zhang Han approached this ghost just now, he must have discovered something. That’s why he made this decision. It’s not a solution to keep running with you all forever. I agree to Zhang Han’s plan.”
Zhang Han was already too lazy to pay attention to Tong Qian. He said to Cao Yang:
“You’re right. When I approached this ghost just now, the feeling of revival inside my body was delayed. We can borrow this characteristic. As long as everyone maintains a specific distance from it, we can bring out the state most suited to the fierce ghosts inside us.”
Cao Yang was thoughtful. Zhang Han’s plan had a very high feasibility. It was a conclusion reached after observation, contact, and analysis, not some brainless attempt to court death.
Zhang Han’s gaze fell on Xiong Wenwen, and a plan quickly formed in his mind. He said:
“The distance between us and the corpse will be predicted by Xiong Wenwen, to avoid being too far or too close.”
He pointed at Tong Qian.
“The continuous attacks will be handled by Tong Qian. Just like before, keep it in a state of confrontation, so that we can remain in place the entire time.”
“Cao Yang, Feng Quan will take over your ghost domain. This ghost’s target is Xiong Wenwen, so someone needs to protect him.”
Hearing this, Feng Quan nodded, indicating that there was no problem. He said, “If it really is as you say, then when my condition is at its best, if it’s only a pure ghost domain confrontation, I can still manage about half a minute.”
“Good.” Zhang Han continued.
“Huang Ziya, you and I will attack this ghost together with Cao Yang. I’ll cooperate with the two of you. You just focus on suppressing it to the greatest extent possible.”
After Cao Yang finished listening, he glanced at Zhang Han, a trace of admiration appearing in his eyes. He said, “No wonder Yang Jian wanted you to lead his team. Your reactions really are fast. This plan has a high chance of success. There’s no time to lose. Let’s move.”