Mysterious Revival-Chapter 872 - 839: The Awakened One

"Who... am I?"

Eerie and tranquil, a confused and slightly stiff voice eerily wafted through the Guanjiang Residential Complex.

This voice came from a youth standing inside a metallic coffin.

Strictly speaking, this was no longer a living person, but a dead one, someone who had been dead for quite some time. It was unknown why he had awakened today, and he still possessed some degree of consciousness, but whether this consciousness belonged to a living person was not known.

"Who am I?"

Again, a low murmur rose, filled with confusion and bewilderment.

"He woke up…"

Yet such activity caused Xu Feng to feel a heart-racing terror, and even Gu Cheng's face was full of grave concern, which surged with intense unease.

Without a doubt, Yang Jian was not dead; he was still alive.

But how could this be possible?

Just now there was clearly no sign of life, and the fact that he had sealed himself in a coffin seemed to prove that there was something seriously wrong with him, that he needed to put an end to himself.

But why.

Why would Yang Jian wake up again?

Wasn't it supposed to be the resurrections of malevolent ghosts?

Gu Cheng looked solemn, feeling that things had suddenly become complicated. He should have left by now, taking advantage of the fact that Yang Jian was in an abnormal state.

But now it seemed impossible to leave.

He was currently in Yang Jian's Ghost Domain, and it wasn't up to him to leave as he pleased.

"Who am I?"

"Who am I..."

Yang Jian stood motionless in the coffin, still murmuring as if he had lost all his memories, his mind plunged into a void. It seemed like he was trying to recall something, and as a result, an immense flood of memories emerged from the depths of his mind, so vast that they could submerge anyone's consciousness.

"Am I Yang Jian?"

Yet a very bizarre piece of information kept recurring in his mind, this information comprising just four words: I am Yang Jian.

"Who is Yang Jian?"

He continued to murmur, confused and recalling.

Yang Jian, Yang Jian, Yang Jian...

Memories about Yang Jian began to surface in his mind, memories that had always been there but were obscured by a multitude of other immense memories, not easy to recollect or find.

"Who is Yang Jian?"

However, he kept talking to himself, seeming not to be as smoothly recovering as imagined, everything still undergoing unknown changes.

Gu Cheng, seeing this, seemed to realize something: "Could it be that he has lost his consciousness? That he can't remember the past anymore, his mind becoming a blank slate?"

Though he hadn't guessed completely correctly, he was not far off the mark.

"What do we do now?" Xu Feng spoke in a hushed voice, clearly very anxious.

"Attack him while he's weak, seize his life now. Yang Jian is not in his right state; this is the best moment for us to act. Moreover, I already have the Coffin Nail and Firewood Knife that were in Yang Jian's hands. Under these circumstances, our chances of winning are very high," Gu Cheng said decisively, his swollen face revealing determination.

"And now we can't afford not to kill him. His Ghost Domain has already enveloped the surroundings; leaving won't be easy for us."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's take action and kill Yang Jian first."

Liao Fan, who was next to them, also sensed that Yang Jian's condition was not right and felt that it was an optimal moment to strike.

If they couldn't seize such an opportunity, they didn't deserve to be known as ghost tamers.

The three exchanged glances, briefly aligning their opinions.

Take action!

Without further delay, the three immediately harnessed the power of malevolent ghosts.

The malevolent ghost controlled by Xu Feng made the first move.

Normally, his Hugger Ghost was invisible, non-existent in reality, but in this red Ghost Domain, a blurry silhouette of the ghost actually appeared. The shadowy figure emerged from Xu Feng and rapidly approached Yang Jian, then extended its long and bizarre arms to tightly embrace him.

This scene caused onlookers to shudder.

"Yang Jian's Ghost Domain can reveal my ghost?" Xu Feng was the most astonished, even finding it a bit unbelievable.

Then it was Liao Fan's turn.

His ghost also became visible, a figure with a disproportionately large head and a small body, chilling and alarming. At this moment, it actually stood behind Yang Jian, opening its mouth and yelling, "Yang Jian!"

The malevolent ghost was calling out a name.

Yang Jian?

The ghost's assault instantly hit Yang Jian, but he did not turn around, instead, his confused, vacant eyes gradually revealed a hint of clarity.

"Who... is calling me?"

As if responding subconsciously, Yang Jian then turned around to look back.

"Did it work?" Liao Fan exclaimed with surprise.

With the Ghost Call, looking back would lead to certain death. And with Yang Jian in an abnormal state, without any guard, a deadly pattern seemed to have been inevitably triggered.

But after turning his head, Yang Jian didn't die. Instead, in his empty mind, Yang Jian's memories suddenly filled everything.

The Ghost Call was meant to kill Yang Jian,

So the myriad of identities floating uncertainly in this body were instantaneously determined.

He is Yang Jian!

"I am Yang Jian."

At this moment, he spoke, no longer confused or hesitant, but very resolved.

The consciousness and memories belonging to Yang Jian returned.

They returned from the memories of tens or even hundreds of thousands of people, taking over everything.

It seemed that the Ghost Call wasn't there to kill him, but to help Yang Jian's spirit return.

But nobody expected this particular point.

It's even a bit comical.

Liao Fan still hasn't realized what he just did.

The fierce ghost attack initiated by Gu Cheng had arrived, from his mouth, a rotten and pale face was shockingly blowing air outwards.

Yang Jian's face instantly turned red and purple, almost suffocating, but the effect quickly dissipated, and he returned to his former state; the ghost's attack could not cause him any harm.

"Why, why didn't he die, he clearly turned back already," Liao Fan growled uneasily.

Gu Cheng's expression changed drastically, and his eyes shifted uncertainly.

He was beginning to understand the reason.

The Terror Level of the ghost Yang Jian was controlling was too high; the supernatural attacks of these few people were forcefully withstood.

But how could that be.

Even if his supernatural power blocked it, Liao Fan's Ghost Call was a sure-kill rule targeting the consciousness of the living; even the most powerful ghost masters should die if they accidentally trigger it.

"I am Yang Jian, you want to kill me?"

Yang Jian's consciousness returned, and he slowly turned his head again, his pitch-black pupils flickering with red light, then he stepped out from the metal coffin.

Liao Fan's eyes suddenly narrowed, then he roared, "Xu Feng, what are you doing? Hurry up and restrain him."

Xu Feng's corpse-like face inexplicably broke out in cold sweat; he could not utter a single word now, his heart pounding wildly.

Because, the Hugger Ghost he was controlling was already restraining Yang Jian.

He could move, not because I wasn't trying, but because he couldn't be restrained...

Even under the attack of the Hugger Ghost, Yang Jian was still able to move.

"Gu Cheng?"

Liao Fan, seeing Xu Feng's complexion was off, also realized what was happening and growled, "Use the Coffin Nail, quick."

There was still a chance.

Everything still had a chance.

No matter how formidable Yang Jian was, as long as the Coffin Nail nailed him down, he would still be immobilized.

After all, this was a supernatural object that could even kill the Hungry Ghost, even Ye Zhen.

Without needing Liao Fan's reminder, Gu Cheng was already planning to use the Coffin Nail at that moment, at such a close distance, maybe it would work while the Hugger Ghost was still barely restraining.

But the next moment.

Gu Cheng felt an icy hand suddenly touch his own on the spear he was holding.

Following that.

The golden spear full of cracks in his hand disappeared.

The vanished spear now stood in the air in front of Yang Jian.

"Are you kidding me?" Gu Cheng was startled upon seeing this.

The supernatural item was snatched away in an instant; Yang Jian didn't even move just now, no, that's wrong, he did move, that darkened palm slightly twitched.

"Run!"

Liao Fan, upon seeing this, already understood the current situation was extremely perilous and immediately turned around to get on the Ghost Taxi and flee from there.

If he succeeded, even taking the Ghost Mirror with him would be okay.

At least there would be some gains, and their lives could be saved.

"Bang!"

A sudden loud noise shook, Liao Fan's head jolted, a tremendous force hit him, throwing his body heavily to the ground.

A cracked golden spear had directly pierced through Liao Fan's head, nailing it firmly to the ground.

The supernatural suppression of the Coffin Nail formed.

Without the maintenance of supernatural power, Liao Fan's body, akin to a scarecrow, simply couldn't sustain life, and was rapidly starting to die.

"Liao Fan." Xu Feng called out, his eyelids twitching.

Everything happened too fast, from Gu Cheng's supernatural weapon being seized to Liao Fan being nailed to death on the ground, and the most terrifying part was that Yang Jian had been acting under the restraint of his own Hugger Ghost all along.

Being tightly hugged by the ghost, as if unaffected at all.

Is this guy really a ghost master?

Gu Cheng's face looked awful next to him; he knew he couldn't save Liao Fan because this was Yang Jian's Ghost Domain. Trying to get in a car and leave under his watch was nearly impossible.

Even though Liao Fan was just a few meters away from the car.

"Ignorant fool, you still wish to drive that taxi in front of me?"

Yang Jian's pale face was exceptionally cold as he strode forward, "Aren't you afraid you'll suddenly be killed by the ghost in the taxi midway? Or do you mean to say, you'd rather take that risk than confront me?"

"How, how did you know?"

Liao Fan's battered body couldn't move, but he still maintained a shred of consciousness, watching Yang Jian in horror.

He didn't understand why Yang Jian knew so much about the Ghost Taxi.

"I, know everything," Yang Jian remained indifferent, devoid of any warmth of life.

"But it's useless however you choose because there is only one ending for you."

"That is, death."

Yang Jian pulled out the cracked spear, and at that moment, Liao Fan's consciousness also dissipated.

"And now, it's time to send you two on your way."

He turned around to look at Gu Cheng and Xu Feng.

This turn left them both with sunken hearts, their entire bodies ice-cold.

Because they were very clear, now they had to face a top-tier ghost master who might have become an anomaly.

Ghost Eye Yang Jian.