Mysterious Revival-Chapter 707 - 674: Withdrawing and Leaving

The atmosphere in the banquet hall, which had been tense just a moment ago, had now fallen into a bizarre tranquility.

Everyone had thought that the conflict between Yamazaki and Yang Jian would surely spark a very cruel battle, one that might even accidentally drag many others into the fray, leading to chaos that cannot be controlled. However, no one could have expected that the so-called struggle would be resolved so quickly.

How many seconds had it been?

Probably less than ten seconds.

And the Yamazaki who was just here, had now vanished into thin air, as if he had never existed in this world, not leaving behind a single trace. The only thing left was a curled up, bizarre corpse on the ground, its sex unknown, not even its face could be clearly discerned.

But there was no doubt, it was the ghost that inhabited Yamazaki.

The person had disappeared, yet the ghost remained.

"Did Yamazaki... die?" someone couldn't help muttering to themselves, still in disbelief at the scene before their eyes.

It had ended too quickly.

They were all too aware of Yamazaki's abilities and strength, his potential was enormous, surpassing many people, even qualified to be a candidate for "Jade". Even internationally, he was supposed to be among the very best ghost controllers, definitely not weaker than any captain.

Yet such a person was obliterated by Yang Jian within ten seconds, simply erased from this world.

No matter what methods Yang Jian had used, no matter how dangerous those few seconds of confrontation were, the reality was brutal.

Yamazaki was crushed.

Ruthlessly crushed, without even a chance to struggle for life, as fragile as an ordinary person.

"Indeed, the gap is too large," many thought to themselves, their restless hearts now like being doused with cold water, instantly bereft of any thought.

Before, they had thought Yang Jian was boasting. Now it seemed he had been quite modest.

With the strength to easily kill Yamazaki in seconds, yet not acting rashly to teach Yamazaki a lesson, Yang Jian waited for Yamazaki to lose his restraint and then burst forth with a kill in one blow, not giving the opponent any chance to breathe, his methods brutally efficient.

"With such capabilities, yet always acting so arrogant, it seems like the ghost invaded his brain, drove him mad, and he had become abnormal," Yang Jian said indifferently. "Or could it be that the standard of your Exorcism Club is so poor, that such trash is considered top tier?"

"As harsh as it sounds, I still want to say, at our place, this guy would be at best second-rate. Barely squeezing into the captain ranks is already a stretch, not to mention being considered for 'Jade'."

I knew as soon as I made a move that this guy was not even comparable to Wei Jing, let alone Tong Qian, and far from matching people like Fang Shiming.

The only peculiar thing was.

The ghost that Yamazaki controlled.

Below the fifth level of the Ghost Domain, that ghost somehow could not be sent away, which was extremely dangerous. Moreover, from its appearance, the ghost was not incomplete, its hands, feet, body, even the hair covering its face, were all very intact, indicating it was not one of those scattered ghosts, a high degree of completeness.

Or could it be, our earlier speculation was correct, Yamazaki's ghost is a very important piece of the puzzle, crucial to the ghost in the premonition from just before.

If obtained.

No one would escape the ghost's attack.

However, no matter what, the result of that eerie projector could be changed; if the person foreseen to die passed away ahead of time, then the prophecy would be invalidated.

Thus, the probability of the projector being a curse is very small.

Unlike the Eight-Tone Music Box in Yang Jian's hand, once its curse is released, only the music box can kill you, other ghosts cannot, and it can even resist the danger of fierce ghosts resurging, making it exceedingly dreadful.

President Mishima was also stunned at the moment, and it took him a while to snap back to reality and grasp what had just taken place.

"Is this already over? You must be joking; Yamazaki has been taken out."

Although he had considered many possible outcomes, Mishima had never anticipated this one. It was understandable that Yamazaki couldn't resist Yang Jian, but to be taken out so easily was beyond comprehension.

"If anyone wants to take revenge for Yamazaki, feel free to make your move. I don't care. After all, killing one is the same as killing two. Just don't expect me to collect their bodies for you, President Mishima. You'll have to clean up your own mess."

Yang Jian glanced indifferently and said.

"I'm very, very sorry, Mister Yang," President Mishima trembled, only then realizing the seriousness of the situation.

The loss of one Yamazaki was already a devastating blow; another conflict could not be allowed to break out.

Even if it cost him his life, he had to quell this feud and prevent even the slightest sign of trouble.

He immediately bowed deeply in apology, cold sweat breaking out on his face.

"No need to apologize. To me, this is just an ordinary fight. If I were the one to lose, I wouldn't have any complaints either. One deserves to die if they're not as skilled as another. The world has always been this cruel, don't you think so, President Mishima?" said Yang Jian.

Despite these words,

when they came from Yang Jian, they were brimming with warning.

It was as if he was saying, everyone here is trash, and I could take out all of you.

How could President Mishima not be afraid? If Mishima were to sweep through the core members, the Exorcism Club would rapidly go bankrupt and close down, and the situation he had maintained would collapse.

"I'm very sorry, Mister Yang," he raised his voice, apologizing again.

Yang Jian didn't speak, simply looking over the others.

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Jin Chuan and Ishida, the demon tamers, all wore expressions of horror and unease. Being stared at by Yang Jian was like being targeted by a fierce ghost. Consequently, they subconsciously averted their gazes and bowed their heads slightly, not daring to look any longer, afraid that even the slightest thought had been perceived.

Yang Jian sneered inwardly.

In this world, respect doesn't exist; it's only because you are too powerful.

If he had been defeated or his battle with Yamazaki had ended in a standoff, at least three or four of the remaining people would have turned against him, and would have tried to keep him in this banquet hall.

Of course, there were those who remained neutral, those who were there just to watch, and not everyone was willing to get involved in this mess.

Therefore, seeing this, his actions were decisive. He had to take out Yamazaki quickly or he wouldn't be able to deter those with other intentions.

If Yamazaki had been able to withstand the attack from the fifth level of Ghost Domain and Ghost Hand, then Yang Jian would have immediately used the eerie Firewood Knife without giving any chance.

"Let's call it a day for the banquet. Someone has died, and I believe no one here is in the mood to continue eating and drinking. President Mishima, I need to board the plane back to Dachang City in half an hour," Yang Jian retracted his gaze and slowly stood up.

"I'm terribly sorry for today's disrespect. It was all due to my poor planning. I hope Mister Yang isn't upset," said President Mishima. "The plane is already being prepared. It will be ready to Mister Yang's satisfaction in twenty minutes."

"That's good. I'll wait at the airport," Yang Jian slowly walked towards the exit of the banquet hall.

As he walked past, the others kept their heads down and silent, not daring to say a word or even dare to take an extra glance, for no one knew if Yang Jian might suddenly take action against a second person.

At this moment, President Mishima gave a look to Keiko, who was still kneeling and lost in thought, signaling her to follow along.

Now that a conflict had arisen, what he thought about was how to resolve it. Although the death of Yamazaki was painful, offending Yang Jian was even more foolish. It seemed that the only person here who Yang Jian didn't dislike was probably only Keiko, and it was clear that Keiko was very willing to stay by Yang Jian's side, which was good news.

"Yang-kun, wait for Keiko." Keiko immediately snapped back to reality, hurriedly got up, and prepared to follow.

However, at this moment, Yang Jian suddenly stopped in his steps, his gaze sharp as he looked towards the ghost that had been left behind after Yamazaki's death.

It was such an obvious sign that no one could fail to notice.

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However, Yamazaki had just died, and even if a ghost were to revive, it should still require some time, so in this interval, the ghost wouldn't attack anyone. But now, an anomaly occurred.

The odd corpse lying on the ground suddenly seemed to come alive, it quickly got up, and moved toward Yang Jian with an astonishing speed. Before the corpse even reached him, he felt an inexplicable, eerie power assailing his body, as if the ghost was trying to cling to him.

"Not good, the ghost left by Yamazaki has started moving," someone exclaimed, beginning to prepare to defend themselves.

The ghost approached quickly.

But Yang Jian's movements were also quick. Before the ghost could get close to him, his surroundings were already enveloped in a layer of red light, that familiar and unique Ghost Domain overtaking the area once again. However, this time, without a specific target to contend with, only three layers of the Ghost Domain were maintained.

The three layers of the Ghost Domain were enough to block most ghost attacks. Only a few special ghosts could invade it.

Yet.

Yang Jian was surprised to find the corpse, scrambling rapidly toward him, disregard the influence of the three layers of the Ghost Domain, as if it had set its sights on him. A withered, stiff hand reached out trying to grab his ankle.

"Mister Yang, be careful, you absolutely must not let Yamazaki's ghost grab your ankle, otherwise, you could die," President Mishima exclaimed at this moment, alerting Yang Jian while also revealing the ghost's information.

This was a malicious ghost that grabbed at people's ankles.

But before President Mishima could finish his warning, the malevolent ghost that was trying to attack Yang Jian suddenly stopped, its body frozen as if petrified.

Without knowing when, blackened palms had covered the entirety of the corpse's body, stopping the ghost's movements in an incomprehensible manner.

Had it stopped?

Seeing this scene, everyone else was once again stunned.

The ghost's attack had been forcibly halted.

"No, it hasn't stopped," Yang Jian's eyes narrowed slightly.

The immobilized malevolent ghost was struggling, shifting, and the Ghost Hands covering its body were making crackling noises. These were the sounds of bones splintering, palms breaking. After briefly halting the ghost, the Ghost Hands started to retreat.

It seemed that in a conflict between supernatural forces, the outcome was immediately decided.

"As expected, once separated from Yamazaki, the danger level of the ghost rose another notch. It could invade the three layers of the Ghost Domain and momentarily ignore the suppression of the Ghost Hand... If it continues to revive, it might well become an A-class supernatural event,"

"However, I don't need to carry on with this ghost. I'll leave it to the Exorcism Club to deal with."

After briefly halting the ghost, Yang Jian immediately disappeared from the spot, stepping out of the Ghost Domain he had just activated.

He decisively made his escape.

He had no desire to deal with Yamazaki's corpse and did not want to get further entangled in this troublesome matter.

"Yang Jian has left."

The thought occurred to everyone present.

"The ghost has resumed its actions. Stop it, quickly," President Mishima shouted anxiously, no longer concerned about Yang Jian's departure.

Without Yang Jian's Ghost Hands to restrain it, the malevolent ghost's movements grew more violent.

The corpse, lying on the ground, had its long black hair hanging down, covering the entire face.

At that moment, the head hidden beneath the hair turned mechanically, then faced a spirit medium named Ishida.

Following the turning of the head, the black hair parted, revealing bits of a face that had already begun to rot. A stench of decay wafted into the air, but beneath that rotting face were a pair of eerie eyes. Those eyes, rolling yet numb and hollow, carried a look that was both animated and chilling.

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This gaze was incomprehensible, yet those who saw it felt a tingling of their scalp.

Even faintly, some had glimpsed a ghastly smile emerging beneath that thoroughly decayed visage.

It seemed the smile was directed at everyone.

"Hiss hiss."

The lights within the entire banquet hall dimmed in an instant, and supernatural forces began to affect the surrounding environment, if this continued, the likelihood of ghosts appearing from the Ghost Domain was very high.

And by then, the difficulty of dealing with such ghosts would increase dramatically.

The next moment.

This gaunt and bizarre long-haired corpse tilted its head and began to crawl toward the exorcist named Ishida with a terrifying speed.

He had been targeted; the attack of the ghost had begun.

What had been a calm, somewhat lively banquet hall immediately descended into chaos, the sound of tables being overturned could be clearly heard amidst the dimming environment.

The backbone of the Exorcism Club, those exorcists chose to take action.

But all this had nothing to do with Yang Jian.

He had returned to the suburban airport of Kobe City.

Without the presence of the Door Knocking Ghost, it wasn't dangerous here—at least it seemed much safer to him than Osaka City just moments ago, especially since according to the projector's information, the ghosts would go there and begin hunting members of the Exorcism Club.

"Go back, don't follow me anymore, I'm leaving."

Walking through the empty airport, Yang Jian's steps echoed as he spoke without looking back.

Keiko, the girl named Keiko, seemed uncertain, not yet accustomed to the changes in her surroundings, but when she heard Yang Jian's words, she quickly followed, earnestly saying, "Let Keiko leave with Mister Yang, I will work very hard and study hard too, I won't bring any trouble to you."

"I didn't save you to take you with me, I don't lack companions by my side, you should stay, this is where you belong," Yang Jian's voice was still indifferent, as if devoid of emotion toward everyone.

"But Keiko only wants to go where Mister Yang is," Keiko said loudly, as if mustering all her courage.

Yang Jian continued walking toward the plane without turning his head: "Then you should stay even more, because I'll soon disappear from this world, although that Yamazaki is dead, what he said was right, no exorcist could live forever, they will die someday, and I am no exception."

He waved his hand, a gesture of farewell.

Although he had once fantasized about a charming girl from Japan during his school days, the current Yang Jian was no longer the same as the student he used to be. Ensuring Keiko's survival, giving her some care—it was his way of fulfilling a small wish from the past.

"Mister Yang, will you come back?" Keiko called out.

"Maybe," the voice of Yang Jian faded, and so did he.

Keiko did not chase after him. Hope shone in her eyes, wishing that Mister Yang would return, not for business, but for leisure next time. She vowed to perform better than this time, definitely not as terribly as today.

Although the time spent with him was merely less than a day, the events that had transpired were more profound than any she had experienced before.

The impression Yang Jian had left in her mind was indelible.

This was not love.

It was a regard for Yang Jian as her hope, her reliance, and a kind of admiration.

And Keiko wasn't the only one to have undergone such experiences and changes—Jiang Yan and Zhang Liqin had felt the same.