Yang Jian was now in the middle of a road in the center of the Japanese city.

Originally, this place was crowded with pedestrians, but now, except for the abandoned vehicles on the road, there was not a single living person within a kilometer, and the range of this no-man’s-land was continuously expanding.

“It’s a pity. I don’t have much time to prepare, otherwise my chances of winning would be greater,” Yang Jian thought to himself.

At this moment, the time had reached 2:29.

Only one minute remained before Old Qin would appear. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by novel⸺fire.net

Meanwhile, the world before Yang Jian was becoming increasingly illusory; he could already see the outline of the wooden house in the sky, indicating that this world would soon disappear, and he would immediately return to that wooden house room again.

Yet these final moments were also the most perilous.

Yang Jian was prepared, ready to face the last assault.

Very soon.

2:30 arrived.

“It’s here!”

Not a second was off. At that moment, Yang Jian, standing in the middle of the road, suddenly felt his Ghost Domain being invaded.

An old bus appeared out of thin air behind Yang Jian. The yellow light illuminated him, while strange and hoarse honking echoed around.

The yellow headlights, the hoarse, strange honking; there seemed to be some kind of inexplicable supernatural power within both.

Even though Yang Jian had prepared, he couldn’t help but feel his hair stand on end at this moment.

But at that instant, he also made his move, barely having time to turn around, he thrust his cracked spear backward, followed by a powerful impact transmitted through the spear to his body.

“Bang!”

With a loud bang, Yang Jian was sent flying, smashing into the wall not far away.

The wall cracked, and he was nearly embedded into it.

Nevertheless, this time his body did not come into contact with the supernatural bus.

“Good response, using the weapon in hand to fend off the bus, avoiding a direct hit. But it’s just a small trick, nothing substantial.”

The supernatural bus abruptly stopped, and a cold yet slightly age-worn voice sounded.

Old Qin, leaning on a cane, slowly stepped down from the driver’s seat of the bus.

Although Yang Jian was thrown out, he was unharmed and immediately stood up with just a move.

“How many of those old monsters from the Republic of China era did you bring this time? Don’t tell me it’s just you alone this time.” He opened his ghost eyes, ready to initiate the seven layers of Ghost Domain at any time.

Only by entering the reboot state could he fend off the supernatural assaults from these Republic of China monsters.

Otherwise, Yang Jian would be slain upon meeting them.

Even if he could come back, he couldn’t be careless at all, a slight mistake would lead to a miserable death.

“Being able to live till now shows you’ve indeed reversed the past. At such a young age, you could fend off Meng Xiaodong’s assault. That’s truly terrifying, but you paid a hefty price for it, so such a situation won’t happen again,” Old Qin said coldly.

“Whether it will happen again, it’s hard to say now,” Yang Jian replied.

Old Qin squinted slightly without saying a word.

At that moment, someone else stepped down from the bus that had stopped, and this person was none other than Meng Xiaodong from Dachuan City’s Room 301, who Yang Jian had personally killed before.

Meng Xiaodong’s old face was gloomy, carrying a basket without saying a word. The look she gave Yang Jian was filled with intense resentment and hostility.

“Just a defeated opponent,” Yang Jian stared at her coldly.

But soon afterward.

A second figure stepped down from the dim bus, an elder exuding a decayed aura, with pitch-black pupils as if about to be buried.

“Sexton Luo Qian…” Yang Jian’s gaze shifted slightly, prepared for the return of these two Republic of China monsters.

He felt the situation was far from simple.

If just Old Qin, Meng Xiaodong, and Luo Qian could kill him, they would have succeeded before. Old Qin has already failed once; the second attempt definitely involves more people than before.

Therefore, Yang Jian firmly believed that a third, possibly a fourth, Republic of China monster would appear.

So who would the third one be?

Soon, a third figure emerged, slowly stepping down from the supernatural bus.

This was also an elder, dressed in a vintage long gown with a face full of wrinkles, dark brown skin marked with horrifying corpse spots, and hollow, apathetic eyes lacking any spark.

“Ghost Post Office, Luo Wensong? This guy, as the manager of the post office, shouldn’t be able to leave the Ghost Post Office, yet he came, appearing by the bus,” Yang Jian’s expression changed slightly, but soon he understood.

In this world, all sorts of irrational scenarios appear to kill him; acquired Ghost Eyes will shatter, people unable to leave the Ghost Post Office can show up, and maybe even the tall male corpse dead in the Kaiser Hotel could resurrect.

“Just you four?” Yang Jian took a deep breath, still filled with alertness.

He was most concerned not with Sexton Luo Qian, but with Luo Wensong of the Ghost Post Office.

This guy wasn’t in the state of spiritual disintegration after dying, but at his peak, all the supernatural powers he wielded adhered to deadly killing rules. Once triggered, they could lead to instant death, even preventing you from restarting.

“You think we four old things aren’t enough to send you on your way?” Luo Wensong spoke, his voice eerie, like that of a dead person.

Subsequently.

The streets nearby, windows, and even the sewer covers shook violently. It was clearly 2:30 in the afternoon, but the surrounding light dimmed like an imminently extinguished lamp.

“I think it’s still a bit lacking.”

Yang Jian’s expression remained unchanged, but his heart was tense. He thought to himself, “Meng Xiaodong’s substitute doll, puppet doll, and Infinite Invasion can protect teammates and provide cover. Luo Qian’s Grave Soil can bury terrifying supernatural entities, and Luo Wensong can instantly trigger an inevitable killing rule. If these three work together, they are almost invincible. Not to mention Old Qin, who can foresee the past to command operations.”

“Sealing the past, burying the present, foreseeing the future, any one of these old timers could take me out.”

“I also think it’s a bit lacking, and I don’t want any more incidents of reversing the past and changing the future to happen. That’s why I brought someone else.” Old Qin’s face twitched, revealing a cold smile.

In the next moment.

A fourth figure stepped down from the bus again.

This old man was wearing a black Zhongshan suit and black cloth shoes. Although his face was equally old and wrinkled, his posture was exceptionally straight, exuding a kind of authority that made people feel suffocated and anxious, as if no bizarre supernatural power could stir up any trouble in his presence.

With the old man’s appearance, the nearby Meng Xiaodong, Luo Qian, Luo Wensong, and even Old Qin consciously stepped aside to clear a path.

It seemed he was the backbone.

“Haunted house elder… Zhang Dong?” At this moment, Yang Jian’s face was no longer grave but somewhat unpleasant.

Having gone through the letter delivery task at the Ghost Post Office before, he was well aware of the terror posed by this haunted house elder.

Because this guy can erase supernatural forces, putting ghosts directly into slumber, effectively countering all ghost handlers.

“Four top-tier ghost handlers from the Republic of China Period gathered, plus Old Qin… They really hold me in high regard.” Yang Jian was beginning to doubt whether the Ghost Child could withstand it.

He glanced back at the bus.

The dim bus seemed to have no more people stepping off it.

It seemed Sister Hong, Zhang Qingzhi from the Caesar Grand Hotel, and the owner of the herbal medicine shop were not going to appear.

“Those who shouldn’t exist should vanish from this world.” At this moment, the elder named Zhang Dong spoke, then slightly moved his hand.

In an instant, Yang Jian sensed something terribly dangerous. Without any hesitation, he directly entered the seventh layer of the Ghost Domain.

He preemptively entered reboot to avoid the impending supernatural attack.

“I knew it; this youngster is too cautious. As soon as it started, he hid himself in the past, making it difficult for me.” Luo Qian’s pitch-black eyes moved slightly. He didn’t make a move; his presence was purely a deterrent.

Luo Wensong, the administrator of the Ghost Post Office, also remained silent, but all doors and windows near Yang Jian had opened a slit, waiting for Yang Jian to emerge from reboot.

The compounded, inevitable lethal assault and grave soil ready to bury supernatural forces—showing oneself in such a situation would be tantamount to suicide.

Fortunately, Yang Jian previously overcame Meng Xiaodong, broke through the past’s confinement, so his reboot was unaffected.

But now, Meng Xiaodong didn’t need to make a move.

Because Zhang Dong appeared.

The elderly hand raised, as if wiping away filth in front of him.

An indescribable, terrifying supernatural force impacted the surrounding area.

“Not good.” Yang Jian widened his eyes; even entering the seventh layer of the Ghost Domain couldn’t evade this attack?

The red light on his body instantly vanished, and then the ghost eyes on him disappeared one by one, leaving only one ghost eye as if returning to the time when he first harnessed the ghost eye. Moreover, this only remaining ghost eye also fell into slumber, unable to open.

Additionally, the charred Ghost Hand returned to its original state, no longer showing signs of scorching, just appearing somewhat pale. The burning Ghost Flame was extinguished in an instant, leaving only a smoldering spark waiting for a resurgence from the ashes.

Even the Ghost Shadow lost its ability to move and fell silent on the spot.

Without the supernatural support of the Ghost Shadow, Yang Jian’s consciousness persisted, but his body was immobile.

At this moment, he was like a paralyzed ordinary person, standing there with eyes wide open.

Luckily, Zhang Dong couldn’t erase a true ghost, otherwise, this attack would have made Yang Jian vanish from this world.

“Send him on his way.” Zhang Dong’s tone was calm yet authoritative, not taking further action, merely standing there with his hands behind his back.

At the moment his words fell.

Doors and windows near Yang Jian immediately opened, unleashing the stratified inevitable supernatural assaults. Moreover, countless grave soils appeared in the vicinity, connecting into a seemingly endless graveyard.

Luo Wensong from the Ghost Post Office and the Sexton, Luo Qian, acted immediately.

Kill first, bury later, ensuring death beyond doubt for Yang Jian.

At this moment, Yang Jian’s seventh-layer Ghost Domain was erased, his inherent supernatural powers dead silent, making his entire body immobile. Such a supernatural assault was akin to cannonballing an ant, utterly leaving no hope for survival.

Yet, in that instant.

Numerous eerie, chilling figures of small children suddenly appeared around Yang Jian, converging densely, engulfing the immobilized Yang Jian in a human wave. At this moment, this engulfment evidently served as a protective measure, allowing Yang Jian to evade the compounded inevitable supernatural assault and the terrifying grave soil capable of burying everything.

And with the appearance of the Ghost Child.

All opened doors and windows shut completely, with several Ghost Child figures standing behind each door and window.

The encroaching grave soil stopped abruptly at the Ghost Child’s feet, forcibly creating a safe zone with their countless tiny feet pressed into the ground.

The supernatural assault by the two Republic of China Period elders was thus forcibly withstood by the Ghost Child, while Yang Jian, hidden among countless Ghost Children, remained unharmed, suffering no damage.

This scene, however, did not surprise any of the elders.

Because they already knew of the surrounding abnormality, hence their merciless attempts on Yang Jian.

“It seems this is your final trump card.” Old Qin remarked calmly.

He was unable to discern the Ghost Child’s abilities, as if the Ghost Child deliberately evaded his supernatural detection.

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