Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 377 Paper Man
"Yang Jian!" Li Jun shouted immediately.

Meanwhile, clusters of eerie green will-o'-the-wisps flickered between Yang Jian and Xu Yiping.

Xu Yiping's figure was faint, as if he was about to be carried to another space by the surrounding flickering firelight.

However, the red light emanating from Yang Jian's forehead became even more intense, and in the next second, it instantly broke through Li Jun's ghost domain, forcefully fixing Xu Yiping's figure back to reality.

Then, a layer of blood-red light was applied to Xu Yiping's body, making his figure appear faint again.

But this time, it was shrouded in Yang Jian's ghost eye and ghost domain, as if trying to erase him from reality.

All of this happened in less than two seconds. Xu Yiping was terrified; the attack was so sudden that he had only just reacted.

A chilling aura rose from him as he attempted to use his ghostly powers to resist.

But it was all in vain; Xu Yiping's body was still being erased by the eerie red light emanating from the ghost eye on Yang Jian's forehead, and there was no way to stop it.

"Okay, that's enough."

A terrifying black and white silence, like a funeral portrait, suddenly enveloped the area within a dozen meters. All other supernatural phenomena, such as will-o'-the-wisps and red lights, were extinguished in an instant.

The people present could feel an almost solidified, chilling suppression being applied to them, instantly silencing the vengeful spirits within them, which were then simultaneously suppressed by an even more terrifying vengeful spirit.

Within the black and white area, which resembled a millstone for a funeral portrait, everyone was frozen in place, unable to move. Their bodies even appeared strangely flattened, as if they were being squeezed into a giant funeral portrait by this cold and gloomy environment.

Wang Liang intervened to stop the confrontation, and only after seeing that the group had calmed down did he withdraw the suppressive power of the Ghost Image.

As their bodies regained their fullness and vibrant color, Ah Hong and Su Fan, who had been unjustly harmed, breathed a sigh of relief. They glanced at Wang Liang, who stood there calmly, with lingering fear, and took a few steps back, unwilling to get involved in the conflict between Yang Jian and Xu Yiping.

Teacher Wang made a move, and the ghost eye on Yang Jian's forehead shrank back, but his eyes were still fixed on Xu Yiping. He sneered, "Watch your mouth next time, or you'd better watch where you're going."

Xu Yiping's expression was unpleasant, but he did not refute it. In the brief confrontation, he had already realized that the title of "Ghost Eye Yang Jian" was not only because of his teacher, but also because Yang Jian himself was not someone he could underestimate or provoke.

"Yang Jian, you're being too reckless! We're about to carry out a mission!" Li Jun said disapprovingly.

"He's not dead," Yang Jian said nonchalantly.

"you!"

Li Jun wanted to say something more, but at that moment, the surrounding environment suddenly began to turn gray.

At first glance, it looked a bit like Wang Liang's signature faded ghost realm, but the gray environment followed by some paper-like ash falling from the sky changed his mind.

"The ghost drawing is here!"

Stop arguing and Li Jun looked warily to the north, where a dark dot with a faint whistling sound was approaching and growing larger in the darkness.

Wang Liang's attention was diverted. He reached out and touched a speck of paper ash falling from the air. He rubbed it between his fingertips, leaving a small gray mark with a slightly chilly feel.

'Is this the Ghost Realm of Ghost Painting? Zhang Xianguang's plan was indeed a load of rubbish. How long can a living person stay in this kind of environment? A year? Ten years? Sooner or later, they will be corroded by the coldness of the Ghost Realm, becoming neither human nor ghost.' Wang Liang looked away from the ashes on his fingertips and looked around. In just a few seconds, the environment they were in had completely changed.

The ghostly realm of the painting has already enveloped everything. The gray world is devoid of any life, with only endless drifting ashes and deathly silence, exuding an apocalyptic sense of despair.

Wang Liang could sense that the supernatural forces within him were being suppressed at this moment. The domains of Sadako and the Kuchisake Oni were being held back within him, making it more difficult to release them than under normal circumstances. This was due to the natural suppression from the Ghost Painting Domain.

Ghost Painting's Ghost Domain is almost the strongest Ghost Domain that Wang Liang knows of on the surface. It is the ceiling of Ghost Domains in this world, and its strength and range are unparalleled.

Even Zhang Xianguang's Peach Blossom Spring Project was based on the Ghost Painting, aiming to gather people from all over the world.

As expected, Sadako and the Slit-Mouthed Woman's demon domains were suppressed. Wang Liang roughly sensed it and found that although Sadako's demon domain was not as completely suppressed by the ghost painting as Yang Jian's ghost eye, it could still be forcibly released within the ghost painting, creating a certain area.

However, it certainly can't be large enough to instantly cover the entire city. If it's specifically targeted by the ghost painting, its range will shrink even further.

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In the gray sky, a corpse suddenly crashed heavily not far in front of the group, its body mangled beyond recognition.

But upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that it is actually a paper figure that is almost lifelike.

The inside of the tattered paper figure was hollow, and a yellowed hand reached out from inside, tearing apart the tattered paper, allowing a strangely writhing figure to slowly crawl out of the paper figure.

A man who looked to be in his early twenties, with a sallow complexion and a sickly appearance, appeared before the crowd.

After Liu San climbed out, he laughed hoarsely, his gaze sweeping over the group. After pausing on Wang Liang, he said, "Ghost Painting's ghost domain is indeed very strange. My paper figure resembles a ghost, but it couldn't withstand Ghost Painting's attack. Fortunately, Ghost Painting has been successfully lured here, and the area of ​​the ghost messenger has been covered."

"Then let's get started and check the status of the ghost messengers and the ghost painting. What do you say, Wang Liang?" Li Jun asked.

Wang Liang did not reply to Li Jun immediately, but calmly looked at Liu San.

"Since you've joined the plan, I'll let your real body in, and bring a few more paper figures with you. I don't want to waste too much time."

Liu San's face stiffened, while Li Jun, Ah Hong, and the others looked at Liu San with disbelief after hearing Wang Liang's words.

Are you kidding me? We're risking our lives here, and you're just going to bring in a paper doll to fool us?
Liu San opened his mouth, wanting to point at the tattered paper figure on the ground and argue, but when he met Wang Liang's calm yet subtly unsettling gaze, he stopped and finally helplessly spread his hands.

"Alright, it wasn't intentional. My main body had something to attend to earlier and is now preparing to enter from the outside. Look, here it comes."

Liu San pointed in a direction behind them, and the others looked in that direction.

Suddenly, an asphalt road appeared, and a sickly young man who looked exactly like Liu San beside them was walking along the road.

The young man, who appeared to be Liu San's true form, walked over and nodded to the group.

The Liu San who had just emerged from inside the paper figure wore a strange smile. His face and body suddenly developed numerous wrinkles, and his body shrank and became smaller, eventually turning into a paper figure. The paper figure was stacked together and returned to Liu San's hand.

(End of this chapter)