Sweeping across the heavens, starting with the first emperor of the ancient times.

Chapter 644 Yang Jian in Despair

Yang Jian knew the characteristics of the Soul-Suppressing Candle better than anyone else.

This thing is specifically designed to counter supernatural phenomena. Even high-level supernatural phenomena can at most force back the flames, but it is impossible for it to extinguish them out of thin air.

But now it has been destroyed, which means that the level of strangeness and supernatural power in this apartment has surpassed the regular rules of the spirit candle.

"This is so bizarre, how can we solve it? How is it even possible to solve it?"

Yang Jian was also covered in cold sweat and trembling slightly!

The moment the candle went out, the oppressive atmosphere in the entire apartment building instantly increased tenfold. In the boundless darkness, an extremely terrifying and all-powerful supernatural pressure suddenly spread out, completely blocking all escape routes for the four people.

"Not good!" Yang Jian exclaimed, his expression changing drastically, and his strange domain was instantly unleashed.

The next second, the surrounding space distorted violently, and the invisible force of rules squeezed the entire corridor. An unseen and eerie power began to suppress the living throughout the area.

The remaining team members simply couldn't withstand this level of terrifying suppression.

The two team members were instantly bound by an invisible force. Their bones cracked and splintered, and they groaned in pain, struggling and screaming, "I can't move! I can't move my body! Something is pressing down on me!"

Before the words were even finished, a team member's body suddenly twisted, his life force rapidly drained away, and he died on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, the remaining team member was also eliminated by the invisible rules, falling silently into the darkness.

In just a few breaths, the seven-man team was almost wiped out, with only Yang Jian and Wang Qiming remaining.

"It's all gone...it's all gone!" Wang Qiming leaned against the cold wall, panting heavily, his body drenched in cold sweat, his voice filled with utter helplessness and collapse.

"We've avoided all the taboos we could detect, but it makes absolutely no sense. Even candles can be extinguished out of thin air! What level of eeriness is this?!"

At this moment, the strange attack did not stop. A supernatural force as heavy as a mountain pressed down, imprisoning Yang Jian and Wang Qiming.

"There's no escaping it!"

Yang Jian's expression instantly turned extremely fierce. In this critical moment, the skin between his eyebrows twitched slightly, and a scarlet, eerie vertical eye suddenly opened!

A crimson, eerie light exploded in an instant, piercing through layers of thick black mist and revealing all the hidden rules of the entire corridor.

This is his Evil Eye, which can see through supernatural illusions and detect the traces of evil spirits. The scarlet light it emits can burn and imprison monsters.

Once a number of these are collected, a mysterious domain can be created. Within this domain, rules are set by the user, allowing for spatial manipulation and the freezing of all things. This is one of his trump cards.

A crimson light spread across his body, and Yang Jian, holding nothing back, shouted sharply:

"Wang Qiming, stand beside me and don't stray outside my domain of evil!"

Before the words were even finished, boom!

A crimson, eerie domain erupted violently from his center, spreading out in layers upon layers of bizarre and illusory figures.

Countless dark shadows hovered around the area, combining offense and defense; these shadows were his second supernatural entity.

The Shadow can hide in shadows and darkness, and can kill people by decapitating them when their backs are turned. It can also piece together and reassemble flesh and even monstrous bodies, and has an extremely strong supernatural suppressive power.

By giving it the Eye of the Demon, one can stabilize their own vengeful resurgence and also use it to resist various curses and damage.

This is the absolute limit of Yang Jian's combat power at present.

With his all-seeing eye fully open, he saw through the openings; his entire domain locked down; and his shadow protected him as he launched a powerful attack. This trinity combined was his most ferocious and all-out burst of power since his debut.

But the next second, something unexpected happened.

The surface of the newly solidified black eerie domain suddenly revealed large patches of strange gray-white patterns.

"My realm of ghosts... has been invaded!"

Yang Jian's pupils contracted sharply. "Not again!"

Tap tap... tap tap...

Soft, slow footsteps echoed from the dark depths of the eerie realm.

The voice was neither hurried nor slow, yet every step it took struck the most tense spot in people's hearts, penetrating the barrier of the eerie realm and clearly reaching the ears of Yang Jian and the other man.

Wang Qiming's hair stood on end, his face was ashen, and he clung tightly to Yang Jian's side, his fingertips trembling uncontrollably.

Yang Jian's red eyes twitched violently, and crimson light flashed intensely. He stared intently into the depths of the domain, his muscles tense to the extreme. All the strange shadows instantly changed direction, ready to strike.

Under the intense gaze of the two, a blurry, tall, pitch-black figure slowly solidified in the deepest part of the eerie black mist.

It has no outline, no face, no physical form; it is merely a pure, rule-based black shadow, yet it possesses a terrifying pressure that surpasses everything.

"To devour the entire domain, to substitute rules for authority..." Yang Jian's voice deepened, his eyes unusually grave.

"This isn't the starvation ghost, this is another ghost!"

Yang Jian didn't dare to hesitate and immediately withdrew his demonic domain; it was too terrifying.

But in the instant Yang Jian finished speaking, no one could see the trajectory!

Two pale, icy arms silently pierced through layers of eerie barriers, bypassing all defensive blind spots, and suddenly appeared behind Yang Jian!

Her five fingers were icy and stiff, carrying a chilling aura that could freeze one's soul, and she gripped his neck tightly!

A fatal chokehold!

The speed was so fast that it overturned Yang Jian's understanding, prediction, and Shadow Block, all of which were ineffective.

He felt a sudden suffocation in his neck, his blood rushing backward, and his brain swelling.

"What is this now! Die!"

In that critical moment of life and death, Yang Jian unleashed an extreme survival instinct!

Ignoring the excruciating pain in his neck, he suddenly exerted force in his waist and abdomen, causing his body to sink down abruptly to release the force, while at the same time, the crimson light in the eerie eye between his eyebrows surged to its maximum.

The shadowy figure instantly went berserk, lunging at the arm of the dark figure behind it, biting, ramming, and restraining, desperately trying to stop the fatal blow!

At the same time, he slammed his hand backhand into the torso of the dark figure behind him!

Bang!

A dull, deafening roar erupted within the eerie realm, followed by a chaotic burst of black spiritual light.

Yang Jian's counterattack was swift, precise, and ruthless. This was a fighting instinct honed through countless life-or-death situations. His ability to predict with his elusive eyes, restrain with his shadowy figures, and launch powerful attacks with his main body was a perfect and unbeatable combination.

But the gap is an insurmountable chasm, a crushing defeat.

The next instant, snap!

A sharp, piercing cracking sound rang out.

The shadowy figure flew backward, and Yang Jian's all-out punch seemed to hit nothing but empty air, causing no impact whatsoever.

puff!

Yang Jian's body trembled violently, and he vomited mouthfuls of scalding blood, feeling excruciating pain beneath his skin as if his bones were cracking.

The grip on his neck tightened suddenly, the feeling of suffocation overwhelmed his consciousness, and he was slammed to the ground by an invisible force. He staggered and rolled several steps, his body covered in blood, and his injuries were instantly brought to their worst.

In a mere instant, all his methods were easily countered.

"That's incredible!"

It's ridiculously strong, so strong it's despair-inducing.

Yang Jian knelt on the ground, his chest heaving violently, blood foam constantly spilling from the corner of his mouth, and his scarlet, eerie eyes trembling slightly.

At that moment, for the first time, such desperate fear arose in his heart.

He always believed that his mental strength, combat power, and trump cards far surpassed those of other monster tamers of the same level. Even when facing an attack from high-level monsters, he still had the confidence to fight back and maneuver.

But the strange figure before them indicated that their strengths were on completely different levels.

All his tactics, all his trump cards, all his desperate struggles were like child's play in front of his opponent.

"No solution, absolutely no solution."

The blurry black shadow behind him was slowly approaching, and the killing pressure locked onto his body once again; death was just around the corner.

"You forced me to do this!"

A look of extreme determination flashed in Yang Jian's eyes. He gritted his teeth, raised his hand, and pulled out a dark, rusty black nail from the inner lining of his chest.

These are coffin nails.

This was something he obtained by chance, something specifically designed to suppress the supernatural, and now it was his only hope for turning the tide in this desperate situation.

His fingertips gripped the cold coffin nails tightly, and Yang Jian's eyes flashed with a desperate ruthlessness as he whispered:

"All my methods have failed. Now, it's all up to you. I hope you won't let me down!"

After he finished speaking, he mustered all his strength and hurled the coffin nails out with all his might!

A dark, black light instantly pierced through the pitch-black corridor, carrying a forbidden power that could shatter the rules of life and death, and precisely struck the approaching, blurry black figure!

hum!

A low, eerie tremor resounded throughout the entire ghostly realm.

The approaching figure, poised for a deadly strike, suddenly halted, and the rules governing the deadly attack that enveloped the space experienced a brief pause, disorder, and delay!

It's that fleeting gap!

"Go! Leave now!"

Despite his severe injuries, Yang Jian forcefully grabbed the still-shaken Wang Qiming and used his last remaining strength to tear apart the locked apartment space.

A red crack suddenly opened up, and an escape route was formed in an instant.

The two dared not linger for a moment, and in a flash, they rushed out of Jingfu Apartment.

……

Not far away, Zhao Daming, leaning on his golden cane, quietly watched the strange movements in the direction of the apartment, and witnessed Yang Jian and Wang Qiming break through space and escape from the deadly situation.

His previously cold and smiling face instantly darkened, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, his expression became extremely ugly, and his fingers gripped his cane tightly.

"Damn it, those two guys actually escaped! How come Yang Jian is so hard to kill? They're still alive!"

"But Yang Jian, Wang Qiming, do you think escaping from the apartment is the only way to survive?"

"The sacrifice of the entire Dacang City is a foregone conclusion. With the two monsters involved, you may escape for a while, but you can't escape forever. Before long, I will personally watch you be completely buried in this black mist."

The crimson characters flickered faintly in the shadows, silently confirming his sacrificial pact.

……

At the Dacang City Gymnasium, Yang Jian staggered two steps after landing with Wang Qiming. Unable to suppress his injuries any longer, he vomited another mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper, and he was completely exhausted.

The evening wind was biting, making their clothes flutter loudly.

Wang Qiming, panting heavily and still shaken, stared at the Jingfu Apartments, completely shrouded in black mist in the distance. His face was terribly grave, and he finally spoke after a long pause, his voice hoarse and low:

"Something's wrong, absolutely wrong. The breeding and slaughter of the Starving Ghosts in the West District was terrifying enough, but the strange thing in the apartment just now was completely different. This is definitely not a Starving Ghost!"

Yang Jian lowered his eyes, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were filled with an unprecedented weariness and gloom. He spoke slowly, his voice low and weak:

"It's definitely not the Starving Ghost. All our previous judgments were wrong. The Starving Ghost is just a pawn on the surface, responsible for nurturing nutrients, creating killings, and luring us into the game."

"The real killer move is the eerie thing lurking in the apartment."

"Its level, authority, and level of terror may be no less than, or even greater than, the Starving Ghost."

Wang Qiming's body trembled, he was completely speechless, and the last glimmer of light in his eyes was extinguished.

Two of the most eerie creatures, one of which breeds endless bizarre infants, devouring the entire city.

One head holds the reins of life and death, crushing all resistance.

One in the light, one in the shadows; one to kill, one to control; layer upon layer of encirclement—who can break free?

Human beings are as insignificant as ants in the face of such a catastrophe.

"It's hopeless...it's really hopeless." Wang Qiming murmured softly, gazing at the desolate city, his voice filled with utter despair.

"The coexistence of two such bizarre entities is something we simply cannot contend with. Even if we had ten times more manpower and a hundred times more equipment, it would be useless."

The two stood silently on the foggy street, an endless sense of oppression enveloping them.

……

After parting ways, Yang Jian walked alone on the deserted streets.

A thick, dark blue fog slowly drifted across the sky, swallowing up the city's last vestiges of life.

His injuries had not subsided; with each step he took, his chest felt tight, and blood occasionally seeped from the corner of his mouth.

The crimson eye between his brows was not completely closed; the red markings on its surface twitched slightly, and waves of heat surged from between his brows into his brain. Occasionally, a glimmer of red light would flash faintly beneath his skin.

The shadows around him were no longer still; the black shadows that fell on the road twisted and pulled, turning into tiny, eerie shadows that hovered and stirred around his feet, constantly trying to burrow into his body.

The two supernatural forces residing within his body clashed back and forth, constantly trying to break free of their restraints, and finally awoke completely through the gap created by the earlier shattering of his domain.

"Damn it, these two things are reviving too! This is truly a dead end!"

Yang Jian raised his hand and pressed it tightly against his brow, his face extremely pale.

He knew perfectly well that once the eerie eye completely released its suppression, coupled with the ghostly shadow entering his body, his consciousness would be completely swallowed up by the two monsters in the blink of an eye, without any chance of survival, and in the end he would only become a mindless monster.

The immense pressure weighed on his heart. The composure he had cultivated during the fierce battle in the apartment was now completely broken. He stopped and cursed under his breath.

"This damn world is a complete mess! It leaves no way out! What kind of situation is this? It's utterly infuriating!"

The two terrifying and bizarre forces blocked all escape routes, rendering conventional methods and various protective items ineffective.

He barely managed to escape despite his best efforts, but his body was already on the verge of collapse and would soon be devoured by the strange entity within him.

Endless despair, helplessness, frustration, and resentment completely filled Yang Jian's heart.

After all, he's just a high school student!