Chapter 847: Chapter 854: Curse and Ambition

After Yang Jian opened the Eight-Tone Music Box, he forcibly suppressed the revival of the Ghost Eye with this strange curse.

Once the issue of the Ghost Eye Resurrection was temporarily resolved, his Ghost Shadow and Ghost Hand instantly returned to a usable state. Relying on the curse of the Eight-Tone Music Box coupled with his own ghostly abilities, he forcefully suppressed the seeking spirit and used the Firewood Knife to dismember the ferocious ghost that had emerged from room 301.

However, the curse of the Eight-Tone Music Box is not invincible. Yang Jian still had to bear the side effects from using the Firewood Knife twice.

In his previous two activations of the medium, the ghostly power from the Ghost Envoy on the Ghost Hand neutralized it, and he had not used it since then. Using it twice in succession this time, he had no idea what the consequences would be.

Nevertheless, Yang Jian had a premonition.

He would not die.

The curse of the Eight-Tone Music Box is powerful enough to ensure the user does not die, even when his head had been severed by the Ghost Scissors last time, his consciousness still existed.

As long as he didn’t die, Yang Jian was not afraid to bear the side effects of the Firewood Knife.

How severe could the side effects of even the most fearsome curse be?

The curse erupted.

The next moment.

Yang Jian’s body suffered a fatal injury, as it began to rapidly decay, with specifically tricky locations such as on the arms, legs, and neck… The decaying wounds were identical to those he had inflicted on the ferocious ghost from room 301.

Besides this.

The side effects of the curse even continued to affect the ferocious ghost inhabiting his body.

The Headless Ghost Shadow bore this cost.

The Headless Ghost Shadow behind Yang Jian, its hands and feet also split apart, the bizarre shadow belonging to the ghost category was disassembled by an unseen, invisible terrifying curse.

“Thunk!”

The next moment.

Yang Jian, who seemed to have become a ferocious ghost, visibly collapsed, his body falling apart and crashing to the ground.

This scene was just like the dismembered doll lying next to him, split into six pieces.

This was the curse of the Ghost Cleaver, which even the Eight-Tone Music Box could not withstand.

Because the Ghost Cleaver’s attack was unique, it inflicted extreme harm without causing death, and while the Eight-Tone Music Box only ensured temporary immortality for the user, Yang Jian still fully suffered the damage from the Firewood Knife.

“Captain?”

Li Yang was shocked once more.

The once powerful Yang Jian, who instantly suppressed two terrifying ghosts, now collapsed into a heap of shattered remains, his body resembling a long-decayed corpse, emitting a strong stench of dead flesh.

“The side effects of a supernatural object?” Nearby, through an empty window of the residential building, Li Leping watched numbly with a face pale as death.

He almost understood why Yang Jian suddenly ended up like this.

Most supernatural power from the objects is not so easily borrowed; it demands a corresponding price, and the more horrific and powerful the object, the more dangerous it is.

After all, the origin of supernatural objects is ferocious ghosts.

“In such a state, can he still restrain the seeking spirit?”

Following that, Li Leping noticed that one of Yang Jian’s arms was still tightly grasping the mummified corpse that exuded a burnt smell.

The mummified corpse ceased to move, as if it had fallen into a deep slumber.

The suppression by the Ghost Hand on the ferocious ghost continued.

Meanwhile, the dismembered doll next to them showed no motion.

Scattered too far, the pieces of the doll were incomplete, and it no longer possessed the ability to move, unless someone were to reassemble the doll again.

But at this time, no one would do such a thing.

“So that’s how it is, that’s what’s happening.”

At this moment, although Yang Jian’s body had collapsed, as though dismembered, his head still retained a clear consciousness, with the music from the Eight-Tone Music Box continuing to ensure its existence.

This scene.

It was exactly the same as when he was attacked by the Ghost Scissors before.

But there was a difference: Yang Jian now understood the connection and mystery between the Ghost Cleaver and the Ghost Shadow.

Not only was Yang Jian’s body dismembered, but his Headless Ghost Shadow as well.

Yet as time passed, the Headless Ghost Shadow began to slowly heal, like clusters of cold ink slowly converging together, reverting to its original form.

After the curse of the Firewood Knife erupted, the Headless Ghost Shadow, though briefly dismembered, was not constrained in its abilities. As long as it made contact, the pieces of the Ghost Shadow would converge once again, forming a complete shadow.

This effectively meant a perfect resolution to the curse’s eruption, with the only cost being to wait a while for the Ghost Shadow to merge together again.

But.

The Headless Ghost Shadow is a ghost, and a ghost can do this, but Yang Jian cannot.

His body won’t automatically fuse, piece together, nor will it heal on its own.

If it weren’t for the curse of the Eight-Tone Music Box, he would be dead by now, becoming a pile of rotten limbs, with no chance of still being alive.

“After the Ghost Shadow fuses and heals, the curse will disappear, and I can use the fused Ghost Shadow to piece my body back together again.”

Yang Jian’s gaze flickered slightly; he was in much better shape than before. His head was intact, so the Ghost Eye could be used.

The surrounding Ghost Domain twisted.

His scattered body parts also rapidly started to reassemble like a jumbled puzzle, then overlapped with the Headless Ghost Shadow.

Yang Jian was once again restored to his complete form.

He had forcefully endured the two curse outbreaks of the Firewood Knife.

But the aftereffects were still there.

Yang Jian’s body was rotting in several places; the fusion and stitching of the Headless Ghost Shadow were not completely recovered, and this process would take at least several hours.

“I feel like my body is falling apart. My current state is entirely maintained by the Ghost Domain. The self-healing speed of the Headless Ghost Shadow is too slow. Is it really because I’m missing the puzzle piece that is the Ghost Shadow Figure? If I could control the Ghost Shadow Figure and complete the Ghost Shadow, then by using the power of the Ghost Domain, even if I was cursed by the Firewood Knife, I would just need to wait a few hours.”

“No, even that time might be shorter.”

Thinking this, instead of excitement, he felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.

A complete Ghost Shadow, in conjunction with the Firewood Knife, nearly brought the curse within a margin that a living person could bear.

Such a terrifying puzzle combination, what on earth did the tall, rotting corpse in the Caesar Hotel endure during his lifetime that led to his death, and why did he, even before dying, not hesitate to chop himself with a knife, dismembering the fierce ghost within his body to reduce the level of horror.

“Li Leping, you’re still not dead in this condition? You want to control that Ghost Shadow Figure? I see you have even greater ambitions, wanting to turn yourself into a ghost with the consciousness of a living person, and unexpectedly… you actually succeeded.”

Although Yang Jian looked as if he was on the verge of falling apart, he was still as before.

Cold and dreadful.

Like a resurrected fierce ghost, always ready to take the life of the living.

At that moment.

Li Leping seemed to have controlled the Sleepwalking Ghost, becoming a fierce ghost while retaining his own living consciousness.

That was simply unimaginable.

“It’s only half successful; it’s a bit different from what I had anticipated,” Li Leping, standing in front of a window not far away, said in an expressionless, hollow, and numb tone, even his speech strangely hoarse.

It was as if a corpse was moving in a bizarre manner.

“Sometimes I still lose control. Only by avoiding nights can I maintain clarity. This is your Ghost Domain, so my consciousness has returned. Once I enter the ‘Black Night’ state, I will lose control again, and the original fierce ghost will take over. I’ve tried to make that fierce ghost forget its own killing pattern, but it… needs more time.”

“The struggle against the supernatural is long-term. If I can stay lucid for twelve hours during the day, now, I can stay lucid for fifteen hours.”

“So you kill even your teammates?” Yang Jian said coldly.

“I have no teammates, no Zhang Xiaoxiao, no Jiang Cheng. That dossier was fake; the identity was fake. In Dachuan City, there’s only me in charge. Be it finding the human by ghost, Ghost Smoke, or Sleepwalking Ghost, all the ghosts are inside my body.”

Li Leping’s numb and lifeless tone revealed a shocking truth.

There’s no Zhang Xiaoxiao, no Li Leping; the ghosts in the Ferocious Ghost District were all his.

Thinking about this suddenly sent chills down the spine.

The seemingly ordinary Li Leping, in his peak condition, actually controlled as many as four ghosts.

A person who can’t be remembered, if combined with the capabilities of the ghost finder and the Sleepwalking Ghost, could almost silently eliminate any ghost controller.

Because he has the power to trigger certain death.

What’s most deadly is that Li Leping at night is even more terrifying.

“I am too strong, so I can’t go out at night. The reason I refused to participate in the ghost painting when I was at headquarters is because of this. No one can stop me at night,” Li Leping muttered to himself.

“But, every controller of ghosts will have their day to die. Controlling many ghosts is meaningless if you can’t survive. So, I choose to gamble.”

“To control that Ghost Shadow Figure, invade the fierce ghost’s consciousness, and complete the takeover, becoming a true fierce ghost.”

Li Leping did not conceal anything, revealing all his plans for this period of time.

“Telling me this now, are you seeking release?” Yang Jian said as the Firewood Knife in his hand was ready to strike.

One stroke could dismember Li Leping.

But he always felt that things were not so simple, as this person wouldn’t reveal so much to him for no reason.

Moreover, he was still not sure that this person was definitely Li Leping.

After all, this was their first encounter, and he had no impression of him before.