Li Zhuiyuan, a corpse retriever, travels through a mysterious resurrection.

Yang Jian frowned and said hesitantly, "I'm just worried that pulling out that coffin nail will release that tall, dark figure, a terrifyingly fierce ghost."

Upon hearing Yang Jian's words, Li Zhuiyuan immediately became interested.

He said, "Let's go to No. 7 Middle School and take a look. We'll observe first; we don't necessarily have to pull out the coffin nails."

The two arrived at No. 7 Middle School.

Because of the paranormal events that occurred there, No. 7 Middle School has been abandoned, and all the nearby residents have moved away, turning the area into a dead zone with no trace of human activity.

The once bustling and joyful campus is now eerily silent.

Yang Jian led Li Zhuiyuan into the deserted campus and headed straight for the teaching building. He was going to the toilet on the third floor where he had encountered the ghost, which was the entrance to the supernatural space.

I walked up the stairs to the third floor.

The toilet door was slightly ajar, with dried, blackened bloodstains beside it, and several broken, bloodstained fingernails embedded deep inside. These were left behind by the students of No. 7 Middle School who were abducted by the vengeful ghost, struggling in despair.

After Yang Jian went inside, he opened the ghost eye on his forehead.

His scarlet eyes darted around, and after a moment, he frowned.

The toilet didn't react at all; this isn't a place associated with the supernatural.

Li Zhuiyuan thought for a moment and said, "Back then, we were in the ghost realm of the knocking ghost. The location, distance, and things all changed. The school you are in is no longer the real No. 7 Middle School. To enter that supernatural space, we need to find the corresponding location in the ghost realm back then."

"When we left, we were near the pedestrian street. The corresponding location should be there. It's possible to find the paranormal space you mentioned from there."

"Let's not waste any more time, let's use Ghost Domain to get there."

Li Zhuiyuan's body emitted a bluish-black haze, enveloping the surrounding area.

They instantly appeared on the pedestrian street where they had left.

"Using this as a reference point, we'll search for our location within the Ghost Realm," Li Zhuiyuan said calmly, glancing around.

He then recreated the scene of No. 7 Middle School in the Ghost Realm and walked with Yang Jian to the location of the toilet on the third floor.

Upon their arrival, Li Zhuiyuan dispelled the Ghost Domain, and in reality, the two stood in front of a temple.

Hongfa Temple in Dachang City.

The third floor of the teaching building corresponds to the third floor of Hongfa Temple, and the toilet corresponds to the main hall of the temple.

Upon entering the main hall, Yang Jian looked around and asked in confusion, "I've been to Hongfa Temple several times when I was a child, and I haven't noticed anything strange about it."

Li Zhuiyuan keenly sensed a strange aura beneath his feet.

He opened his ghost domain and arrived at a basement with Yang Jian.

The basement doesn't look like it was built in modern times; the building materials used are the same blue bricks as the old house from the Republic of China era.

At the far end of the basement, there is an old wooden door covered with gold leaf, which blocks the influence of the supernatural and prevents the ghost realm from penetrating.

The two walked to the door, tore off all the gold leaf, and pushed open the wooden door.

A chilly wind blew out from inside the door, instantly lowering the surrounding temperature and making one's hair stand on end.

Stepping inside, you find yourself in a desolate, dark space.

Li Zhuiyuan's eyes turned pitch black, while Yang Jian opened the ghost eye on his forehead and saw everything around him clearly.

The old brick wall was moldy and covered in moss, and there were still many traces of blood and scratches on the wall.

Seeing this, Yang Jian calmly said, "Brother Xiao Yuan, look, these are such fresh marks. They must have been left by the classmate I brought in back then."

suddenly.

The two heard the sound of dripping water.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock."

Then a tree with white, bony branches appeared before them, with many strange and terrifying things hanging from its branches.

Withered human heads, old rags, strange paper banners, and many tattered human skins.

What's terrifying is that a dark figure, three or four meters tall, is nailed to the tree trunk. It's not a headless ghost-like shadow, but a terrifying black shadow with a solid form.

A rusty coffin nail pierced its chest.

The dripping sound was actually black blood dripping continuously from the wound.

Black blood seeped from his chest, dripping onto the ground, creating the only sound in this dark space.

Where the shadowy figure's head should be, there is a noticeable gap, the same size as the ghost eye on Yang Jian's forehead.

That was where the Demon Eye originally stood.

Returning to this place and seeing the tall, dark figure, Yang Jian's breathing became rapid: "Brother Xiao Yuan, do you think it was the right thing for us to do to deal with the ghosts around Zhao Kaiming?"

The scene before him made Li Zhuiyuan realize how terrifying the tall, dark figure was.

He sensed an eerie atmosphere he had never felt before.

Everything here is a vengeful ghost.

The trees made of bones, the human heads, rags, and human skin are all silent, vengeful ghosts.

The source of it all is the tall, dark shadow nailed to the bone tree.

This also demonstrates the strength of that coffin nail.

If this black shadow could be nailed down, the ghost beside Zhao Kaiming definitely couldn't withstand this coffin nail.

Li Zhuiyuan said, "The terror of this tall, dark figure is probably beyond our imagination. We may not be able to bear the consequences of pulling out the coffin nails to free it."

As he spoke, a dark light flashed in his dark eyes, and the desire to devour vengeful ghosts within him was boiling.

Li Zhuiyuan had an extremely bold idea in his mind.

The tall, dark figure was nailed to the bone tree, seemingly having lost all its supernatural powers.

At this moment, he used ghost blood to imprison the shadowy figure, and would not encounter any supernatural resistance. This was a golden opportunity.

Once the Ghost Blood is successfully imprisoned, he will possess an extremely terrifying vengeful ghost. If he finds an opportunity to devour and control it in the future, he will definitely be one of the most terrifying ghost tamers in the world.

Li Zhuiyuan told Yang Jian about this idea.

Yang Jian's body trembled. When he saw the black shadow, he couldn't help but feel endless fear. Brother Xiao Yuan actually thought of using ghost blood to imprison it as a resource of vengeful ghosts, and even devour and control it in the future.

Looking at the tall, dark figure, the vengeful ghost, still terrifying even when nailed to the tree, could it really be controlled by a human?

For some reason, even though he knew that the matter was almost impossible to succeed, Yang Jian still had great expectations for Li Zhuiyuan.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, I believe you." After hesitating for a while, Yang Jian still supported Li Zhuiyuan's idea.

Li Zhuiyuan's stagnant mind was unusually stirred.

This is a wave of fear; even when faced with a tall, dark figure nailed to the ground, one cannot control their fear of death.

He slowly walked to the white bone tree and approached the tall, dark figure.

The dark entity was so intensely dark that it was deathly silent yet terrifying.

An extremely terrifying vengeful ghost.

Li Zhuiyuan raised his hands, and the ghost blood surged towards the tall, dark figure.