Mysterious Revival: My Path Through the Door

Guanjiang Residential Area.

Because it was summer, the sky was already faintly bright at around four in the morning.

Inside the luxurious villa, Link was fast asleep. A deep blue and dark green glow flowed with his breath, forming wisps of mist that were as beautiful as cosmic nebulae.

The Ghost Hand was bound inside the golden glove, suppressed and dared not make the slightest move.

Link suddenly opened his eyes, his eye sockets completely filled with black pupils, without a trace of white, so black they shone brightly, which was quite frightening.

It's getting late, time to get up and kill someone.

After becoming a demon tamer, Link slept much less and instead did more other things to temporarily forget the coldness in his body.

After washing up and putting on his manager's uniform, he walked out of the villa and looked up to see two figures standing straight next to the convertible jeep.

Yan Li and Pi Dali.

Pi Dali is Gui Pi's current name.

After what happened with Wang Yue, Linke and Yan Li both felt that creating an information gap, making other Ghost Masters think that Ghost Skin was a real Ghost Master, would be very advantageous in battle, so they gave Ghost Skin a simple and unpretentious name.

I don't know where Yan Li learned this corporate scum from, but both he and the ghost were dressed in sharp suits, looking exactly like insurance salesmen.

"Wearing so many layers in this hot weather, aren't you hot?"

Yan Li laughed and replied, "The ghost blood has already taken over my body. I feel cold even standing under the sun, how could I possibly feel hot?"

"Let's go then, let's catch them first, then come back for breakfast."

The two people and the ghost got into the jeep and were about to leave when Yang Jian rushed over.

"I can't sleep, so I'm going to join in the fun."

He thought about it for a long time last night and decided that he should go and show Link his strength, and also broaden his horizons to learn about the fighting styles of other demon tamers.

"Okay, let's go together."

With the roar of engines, the three men headed straight for Xiaoqiang Club.

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On the outskirts of the city, inside the Xiaoqiang Club's manor.

In the morning mist, pavilions, rockeries, and other Chinese-style buildings and Western-style mansions appear and disappear, exuding nobility and luxury.

Security guards were on duty, cleaners were sweeping, bodyguards were guarding the gate, and the bosses were still dreaming... everything was orderly and peaceful.

A screeching sound of brakes shattered the tranquility of the manor.

A jeep, having somehow bypassed the security gate, abruptly stopped in front of the club building.

Amidst the astonished gazes of many ordinary people, the surrounding environment was enveloped in a layer of ethereal blue, and at the same time, their bodies involuntarily moved to the manor's main gate.

The blue light only lasted for about ten seconds before everything returned to normal, but the chaos it caused had only just begun.

Two more groups of people appeared downstairs at the club.

There were only four on one side: Wang Xiaoqiang, Ye Jun, He Sheng, and Zhang Yiming. These were the ghost tamers who had a grudge against Link.

There were more people on the other side, including Zhang Han, Ouyang Tian, ​​and others.

At this time, most of the people were still asleep, and some of them didn't even have a piece of cloth to cover their bodies.

Among all the ghost tamers, only Wang Xiaoqiang was an oddball. Even though it was early morning, he was already dressed neatly, and his hair was meticulously combed.

Link looked at the demon tamers desperately trying to cover themselves, and a smile curled at the corner of his lips:

"Still sleeping? I'm here to get you. Pi Dali, drag Wang Xiaoqiang over here."

Pi Dali wore a mask on his face and his head was also wrapped up tightly. His heavy footsteps made it feel like a small mountain was crashing into him, causing people to involuntarily retreat.

Wang Xiaoqiang suppressed his panic and, instead of begging for mercy, grabbed Ye Jun, who was closest to him, and coldly snorted, "Retreat for what? There are only four of them. They dared to trespass on my territory, so take them down first. I'll take full responsibility if anything happens at headquarters!"

Upon seeing this, Ye Jun realized it was indeed the case. Thinking of Wang Yue's fate, he disregarded all pretense of modesty and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Brother Zhang, Brother Ouyang, hurry up and get started! This is a huge business opportunity delivered right to our doorstep!"

As he spoke, murky, foul-smelling bodily fluids began to ooze from his body, and he suddenly lunged at Pi Dali.

He Sheng and Zhang Yiming exchanged a glance, knowing that even if they surrendered, they would not have a good outcome. Their auras instantly turned cold, and they pounced on Pi Dali, who was at the front.

By concentrating their supernatural power, they first took down a lone ghost-controller. It must be said that these seasoned veterans who have experienced several supernatural events have a very sharp eye.

But they miscalculated. Pi Dali was not a high-attack, low-defense ghost tamer, but a living, breathing vengeful ghost!

Ye Jun was covered in bodily fluids, the smell of which was so strong it made people want to vomit their dinner from the night before. He grabbed Pi Dali and started pouring the fluids over him.

"Sizzle..."

The bodily fluids were highly corrosive, and as they flowed down the clothes and came into contact with Pi Dali's skin, they produced a foul-smelling fumes.

Pi Dali stopped in his tracks, and the supernatural confrontation began.

"Haha, how dare you let yourself be enveloped by my Ghost Corpse Water, how arrogant."

"Ye Jun, I'm here to help you!"

Seeing that Ye Jun had achieved results right away, He Sheng's confidence soared. The skin on his chest began to writhe, and he actually tore open his chest, extending a blood-red, ferocious ghost claw that reached for Dali's chest.

"Once I unleash my Ghost Heart-Piercing Technique, I'll surely turn you, you big oaf, into a dried-up corpse!"

"Um?"

The ghost claws easily pierced through Dali's ghost skin and began to quickly rummage inside, but He Sheng felt that the texture was very strange.

It didn't feel like entering a human chest cavity; it was more like sticking a toothpick into a large vat—you couldn't grab anything.

He was about to retract his ghostly claw when he was shocked to find that it had suddenly lost connection, as if it had been suppressed!

Unable to pull out the ghost claw, he had nowhere to escape and could only stay stuck there.

For a time, they were caught in a dilemma.

He Sheng was truly unlucky. If his supernatural abilities hadn't had to enter other people's bodies, he wouldn't have been controlled by the ghost inside.

If it were any other supernatural phenomenon combined with the corpse water supernatural phenomenon, Pi Dali would have been suppressed long ago.

"Are you kidding me? Two ghost tamers can't kill you?"

Ye Jun's eyes widened, and he screamed in disbelief, his composure crumbling.

"Zhang Yiming, what the hell are you looking at? Come help me!"

He Sheng panicked and shouted for help.

Just as He Sheng cried for help, Dali won the supernatural battle against the Ghost Corpse Water, raised his fist, which was the size of two heads, and slammed it down.

"Bang!"

Both Ye Jun and He Sheng suffered severe head injuries, resulting in noticeable deformities of their heads, glazed eyes, and weak legs.

At this moment, Zhang Yiming also arrived. A terrifying silhouette appeared on the skin of his back, with a strange posture, as if someone was curled up with their back to everyone.

His supernatural ability is that touching his back will result in certain death; he had previously relied on this to kill people with great success and amassed a great fortune.

With him joining the team, Pi Dali will inevitably be at a disadvantage.

"This big oaf is very strong, but he will also die on the spot when attacked by three ghost tamers at the same time."

"Stop watching the show and get started. Mr. Wang may not remember who made a move, but he knows exactly who didn't."

"I ambushed the person in charge? Really?"

"Beat Yan Li, he's not from headquarters, it doesn't matter if you kill him."

"Should we fight Ghost Eye Yang Jian? He seems to have come along too. Should we have a meeting to discuss it?"

A buzzing discussion arose among another group of ghost tamers, all thinking about how to protect themselves.

Even when Wang Xiaoqiang started giving orders, not many people were willing to take action.

There was no other way; Link immediately divided the people into two groups. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was purely a personal grudge, and interfering in other people's affairs would come at a price.

Besides... it's four against four, which is very fair!

It's just that everyone else was engaged in team fights, while Wang Xiaoqiang was still slacking off on the sidelines. It's no wonder he couldn't win.

The onlookers said they were exhausted from watching, and being matched with the AI ​​champion Xiaoqiang was a good result.

Just then, Yan Li made a move.

A large amount of ghost blood gushed from his gloves. Instead of letting it flow onto the ground, he wrapped his hands and used them to intercept Zhang Yiming, who was ramming him with his back.

His previous methods of using ghost blood were crude, not because he was brainless, lacked the ability to conserve resources, or delayed the resurgence of vengeful ghosts, but because the resurgence of ghost blood was too intense, and he had long since lost control of it.

The moment the ghost blood touched Zhang Yiming's back, it spread throughout Zhang Yiming's entire body. As the ghost blood continued to be released, a huge blood sphere gradually took shape, and a terrifying suppressive force was formed, causing the ghost on Zhang Yiming's body to fall into complete silence.

The whole process went very smoothly, as if Zhang Yiming had walked right into a trap.