Mysterious Revival-Chapter 600 597: Fang Shiming Reappears

"I thought I'd be the first to arrive at Ping'an Hotel, but I didn't expect to see you, Li Jun, already here."

At this moment, Guo Fan and Zong Shan arrived at the foot of Ping'an Tower unhurriedly. They could see Li Jun standing there alone, looking up towards the top of the building.

The tower, a hundred floors tall and more than four hundred meters high, was so tall that standing at the bottom, one could barely make out what was going on at the top.

Yet some instinct told Li Jun that something was happening on the very top floor.

"I've just arrived," Li Jun looked up and said seriously, "There's something wrong with this building. The whole tower has ceased operation. All the elevators have stopped. If we want to go up, we can only climb slowly."

"Climb up? Are you kidding me? I'm not going to do something that foolish." Guo Fan hurriedly shook his head, then added, "By the time we climb up there, everything will have probably already ended. I'd rather wait here honestly."

Li Jun did not refute his words because there was some truth to what Guo Fan had said; climbing such a tall building would indeed take too much time.

"I can try to use the Ghost Domain to take you both there. It seems a vicious ghost invasion has occurred up there."

Zong Shan came over and said, "Let's wait for now. Don't rashly utilize the power of vicious ghosts. If we are to act in such a way, at least wait until the others have arrived, and then we can discuss it."

Li Jun nodded in agreement.

Indeed, acting rashly at this time was extremely dangerous.

Soon.

Cao Yang, Leuk San, Su Fan... and other ghost controllers began to show up one after another.

This time, everyone impacted within the Ghost Domain gathered here after receiving the message.

"Oh, now that everyone who should be here has arrived, what do we plan to do? Who will lead the team, and who will be in charge of the action?" The one speaking was Chen Yi, his face grave as he went straight to the point.

As one of the city's leaders, it was necessary for Chen Yi to handle this situation; yet, with such a large issue at hand and the team leader plan recently confirmed, he seemed somewhat insignificant in front of these people.

Li Jun spoke up directly, "The team leaders should be responsible for the action, and the rest of you should cooperate..."

"Bang!"

But before he could finish, suddenly something fell from the sky and crashed onto the ground with a loud noise, startling many people into nearly jumping up.

"What is that?" Someone sharply turned towards the direction of the sound, their voice tinged with panic.

"Don't get close, it's a corpse," Chen Yi called out sharply after one glance.

The object that had fallen to the ground was not some debris from the high-rise building but a disfigured corpse. The corpse was naked, its pale skin exposed, not at all like that of a living person. What was most eerie was that despite having fallen from such a height, the corpse's feet were still grotesquely standing on the ground.

The pair of feet were covered in livor mortis, shoeless, and sharply contrasted with the rest of the corpse, almost as if an invisible vicious ghost with an unseen upper half was standing there.

"Damn, it really is a corpse." Many people confirmed, then quickly retreated, opening a distance.

In this situation, finding a body that had fallen from a high rise was definitely not a good thing and might even mark the beginning of a nightmare.

Li Jun's gaze was steady as he decided to go closer and investigate.

Not all corpses signified the appearance of ghosts; no one knew exactly what was happening on the top floor of Ping'an Tower, only that it had been attacked by vicious ghosts, and calls for help had been sent.

Li Jun's approach was witnessed by the others, who did not stop him.

At this point, it was indeed necessary for someone to check out the situation. Though risky, it was better than just standing there, staring at the unknown corpse that had fallen from the high-rise.

After Li Jun approached, his expression immediately changed.

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Although the corpse was no longer recognizable, there seemed to be some peculiar quality about the body itself. Even in such a state, it was still twitching slightly. This motion wasn't due to nerve reflexes but came from an irrational force.

"It's... Jang Shangbai."

After struggling to identify the body, Li Jun suddenly cried out.

"What?"

Many people nearby were shocked.

The corpse was Jang Shangbai?

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"No way, Jang Shangbai is dead just like that? How much time has passed? Even if the ghost is ferocious, it shouldn't have killed a team leader so quickly. There should have been some delay at least."

Guo Fan's pupils constricted, and a nameless chill ran through his body.

He had anticipated some losses in their circle of friends, but he hadn't expected Jang Shangbai, a team leader, to have already died.

"If he's dead, then the ghost inside his body is definitely going to come back to life. We can't stay in Ping'an Tower anymore. This will be a terrible place haunted by vicious ghosts. Who knows what the circle of friends has turned into by now, and how many ghost handlers have died?" Zong Shan immediately said.

Upon hearing this, others couldn't help but nod in agreement.

If an unknown number of ghost handlers were indeed dead, it implied that there might be several vicious ghosts in the building. Moreover, with the tower having a hundred floors and vast, complicated layouts, even the thought of entering such a place made one's scalp tingle.

"Let's not worry about that for now, we need to figure out how to deal with Jang Shangbai first. We can't let the vicious ghost come back to life right now." Chen Yi reminded everyone, urging them not to forget the immediate danger.

Without a word, Li Jun immediately said, "Guo Fan, Chen Yi, Su Fan, you guys come with me..."

He quickly named his team, forming a temporary squad with the intention of collecting Jang Shangbai's body first.

Meanwhile.

At the top floor of the tower, Yang Jian stood in front of the shattered tempered glass wall, looking down.

He could see clearly what was happening below. As for the body of Jang Shangbai a moment ago, he had thrown it down.

He had no interest in dealing with the ghost inside the body; he was only after the Ghost Shroud. Thus, the current situation was just as he had said before: the others would only be able to collect Jang Shangbai's body upon arrival, with no chance for support.

In his Ghost Domain, everything was under control.

If he didn't wish it, many people wouldn't even be able to find Ping'an Tower, instead becoming hopelessly lost in the city.

"The Ghost Scissors were not found on Fang Shiming's body. Did he hide them?" Yang Jian withdrew his gaze, turning towards Fang Shiming's body beside him.

The body was bizarre.

There was no reviving ghost, nor were there Ghost Scissors. If his identity hadn't been confirmed, Yang Jian would have even doubted whether this Fang Shiming was real. After all, it was unthinkable for the president of Ping'an Tower to rise to power with just a pair of Ghost Scissors. He must have also been a genuine ghost handler and, very likely, an exception to the norm.

Yet, he had died so cleanly, without any signs of struggle.

"There is a safehouse underneath the building. Perhaps I should have a look there."

After killing everyone in the conference room, Yang Jian decided to delve into the secrets of this circle of friends. At the very least, he wanted to find the Ghost Scissors.

Since he had taken action until now, those strange attacks that had targeted him had not occurred again. In other words, the perpetrator who almost had him killed on the streets had yet to appear. It wasn't Jang Shangbai or Fang Shiming, lying on the ground. Considering the Ghost Scissors had also not been found,

He had reason to believe that the holder of the Ghost Scissors was the culprit.

But just as he turned around,

a sudden cold wind rose around him. It wasn't strong, but it carried a weird stench of decay, as though a body lay at the source of the wind, with the scent being emitted directly from it.

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"Were these people killed by you?" A hoarse voice suddenly echoed in the surroundings.

Without knowing when, a figure had eerily appeared in the shadows of the building nearby. The figure was withered, like a corpsed dried out for a long time, lacking moisture. His eyes were bloodshot, filling the entire socket and looking ferocious and terrifying. Despite the drastic changes in his appearance, one could still determine his identity.

Yang Jian's gaze held a trace of surprise, then he quickly regained his composure, "Fang Shiming?"

"It's me. It seems that you've also noticed something off about the other me, and you don't seem too surprised."

Fang Shiming stared coldly at Yang Jian, standing there like a vicious ghost, emanating great danger.

"You also do not seem surprised by their deaths, almost as if you knew it was my doing."

Yang Jian watched him and said, "However, you are the first necromancer who has been able to directly invade my Ghost Domain like this."

The three layers of the Ghost Domain didn't block Fang Shiming's invasion, not even affecting it in the slightest.

This was proof enough that Fang Shiming was more dangerous than imaginable to a certain extent.

"Invading the Ghost Domain? It's not particularly difficult. If I want to, I can even enter the Ghost Envoy's Ghost Domain."

Fang Shiming said, "But my condition is indeed poor, forcing me to let the original me manage the company in my stead; otherwise, you wouldn't stand a chance of surviving under my Ghost Scissors."

Yang Jian's gaze sharpened.

This statement revealed a lot of information.

Fang Shiming had the ability to invade a Ghost Envoy's Ghost Domain, possessing some characteristics that suggested a reboot. Most importantly, the previous attack had been firmly confirmed.

Yang Jian had suffered a head injury, the skull cracking open, confirming it was an attack by the Ghost Scissors.

The method of attack still wasn't clear.

He suspected it was a curse similar to the Ghost Door Knocker, one where the Ghost Scissors' activation condition must be easy to trigger, for he had clearly fallen for it at some point.

"Poor condition? You're about to die because of the resurgence of the malicious ghosts, huh? You've been a necromancer longer than I have, and your abilities are quite unique... Under these circumstances, it's already a miracle you're alive. Apart from that Old Qin at the headquarters, who's an exception, no one has fully resolved the issue of malicious ghost resurgences," Yang Jian withdrew his thoughts and said indifferently.

He had hung himself in front of the Ghost Mirror, causing the Ghost Shadow to crash. Using the Ghost Hand, he merged part of the Ghost Envoy's traits, securing the quota to suppress three ghosts. Then, he let the Ghost Conman continuously repair his body... Still, he faced the risk of resurgence.

This Fang Shiming, even with the resources of his entire circle, couldn't possibly be doing much better than Yang Jian himself.

Emerging from the shadows, Fang Shiming made the stench of death around him seem even more intense, "You're not wrong. I am indeed facing this problem. It's my final challenge. If I solve it, I will be the first necromancer to surpass everyone else. That's why I chose to wait, to wait for the solution to this challenge. You, however, should not have interfered with my plans."

"All your men are dead. What's the point of saying this now?" Yang Jian spoke while retracting the Ghost Shadow from under his feet, his Ghost Eye on the forehead didn't leave Fang Shiming's body for a moment.

It appeared they were just talking, but if the fight really started, it would happen in an instant.

"Although it has some impact, it's within an acceptable range. After all, as long as you die today, everything can gradually be restored," Fang Shiming stopped, seemingly tired. His peculiar body was not strong enough to keep up activity, forcing him to bend down and rest on a nearby office desk.

"Take me down? Can you do it?" Yang Jian asked calmly.

He was now cursed by the Eight-Tone Music Box, and even the resurgent ghosts couldn't take away his consciousness. Unless the curse came to claim his life, even Yang Jian himself didn't know how he could be killed.

Fang Shiming wants to take him down?

Yang Jian didn't believe it.

"Let's give it a try," Fang Shiming's voice was odd but his tone casual, as if Yang Jian's life meant nothing.

Or perhaps, he simply didn't regard anyone as unkillable.

"Right, you want this, don't you?"

Suddenly, he pulled an old pair of scissors from his pocket. The style of the scissors was not modern but from the Republic of China period. Most notably, the handles of the scissors were wrapped in eerie black hair, still connected to the scalp, and in some places, it had begun to rot.

"Kill me, and it's yours," Fang Shiming's gaunt face squeezed out a smile.

That smile, like that of a real vicious ghost, was so strange that it sent chills that one couldn't quite describe.

"Give it a try," Yang Jian said nonchalantly, as if he wasn't taking him seriously.

Fighting, he had never been afraid of it in his life.

"Another foolhardy brat, just like that delusional kid. If you're so eager to die, then I'll send you on your way. Remember, in your next life when you move from school to society, learn to bow and kneel, don't offend those you shouldn't, or you'll suffer a great loss."

Fang Shiming advised Yang Jian with the tone of an experienced senior.

But no sooner had he finished speaking.

Yang Jian suddenly felt a heaviness in his body, as if he was carrying something on his back.

No, it wasn't as if, he truly was carrying something... there seemed to be a cold corpse lying on his back, trying to press him down.

In an instant.

Yang Jian could no longer withstand the weight of the corpse and collapsed to the ground with a thud, the Ghost Shadow inside him unable to resist, was directly suppressed.

"Crack, crack..."

He could even hear the sound of his ribcage cracking.

Upon seeing this, Fang Shiming stood up and said, "No need to resist anymore. A normal person would be crushed to death carrying this ghost, and even a ghost would be suppressed. Unlike a Ghost Envoy, there's no limit to the number, doesn't matter how many ghosts you control, they will all be weakened to some extent if you can't carry it. Do you know why I am so thin? Carrying this thing around all the time, how could I not be?"

He twisted his neck and shoulders, seemingly enjoying the rare moment of relief.

This ghost had to meet one condition to attack Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's height had to exceed his own.

In other words, this ghost would attack the tallest person within a certain radius, and just now, he had sat down and there were only the two of them, him and Yang Jian.

So, without a doubt, the ghost targeted Yang Jian.

Even the protection of the third level of the Ghost Domain couldn't avoid it; it was as if the ghost had locked onto him, and no matter where he hid, it was all the same.

"So, you think you've already won?"

Although Yang Jian couldn't move under the weight of the corpse, even being crushed to the point of breaking his sternum and spitting blood, he still lifted his head.

Both Ghost Eyes now overlapped.

At that moment, the sixth level of the Ghost Domain opened.

The surroundings were shrouded in a thick red glow.

Normally, the third level of the Ghost Domain could invade the domain of a Hungry Ghost, the fourth level could unveil the truth of a Ghost Coffin, the fifth level could make a person and average ghosts disappear from the world for a while, and it allowed one to invade the domain of a Ghost Envoy.

As for what might happen when the sixth level of the Ghost Domain overlaid, Yang Jian didn't know himself.

All he knew was that Fang Shiming was dangerous, he didn't want to hold anything back, as the fifth level of the Ghost Domain had already confirmed it couldn't send this guy away.