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

As Li Zhuiyuan ventured deeper into the center of Dachang City, he witnessed a horrific scene.

More and more trees stained with blood and human bones are appearing on the streets, and in the surrounding residential buildings, you can see that there are also many trees stained with human bones inside the houses.

Overnight, many people died in Dachang City.

The sound of broadcasts was blaring everywhere.

"Urgent! Urgent! White powder is floating in Dachang City, suspected to be pollen from a new type of plant. Inhalation may cause suicidal tendencies. Residents are urged to keep their doors and windows closed and stay indoors!"

"If no white powder is found near your residential area, please leave the city and go to the suburbs as soon as possible."

He sped through the city, not stopping even when he saw panicked passersby calling for help.

Saving these people now is pointless; they will die sooner or later unless the White Bone Tree is dealt with.

Although Li Zhuiyuan could use the Ghost Domain to help the survivors escape the city and save as many people as possible, he still felt it was pointless to do so.

Instead of wasting time rescuing ordinary people, we should rescue Yang Jian as soon as possible and resolve this supernatural incident.

Before long, Li Zhuiyuan had arrived near Hongfa Temple.

The scene here can be described as hell on earth.

The sky was filled with blood-stained, tattered human skin. These skins seemed to possess a consciousness, drifting forward at a uniform pace. The wind carried a thick, pungent stench of blood.

The situation on the ground was different from that in the sky. Crowds of people were everywhere, and everyone was headless, walking with their heads held in their hands.

People collide with each other, and heads fall to the ground. These headless people will even bend down to pick them up, but whether they are picking up their own heads or not is unknown.

Blood gushed from the severed necks of these people, flowing down the cuts and splattering on those around them, with most of it landing on the ground. The nearby streets were covered in a sticky, crimson blood, trampled by these eerie corpses.

When Li Zhuiyuan appeared above Hongfa Temple, tattered and bloodstained human skins slowly gathered, threatening to surround him.

The people on the ground stopped in their tracks, looking up at the severed head in their hands.

Although he was in the realm of ghosts, these inanimate objects affected by the supernatural sensed his presence.

Their terror level was not high, and they had no effect on Li Zhuiyuan, who was in the ghost realm.

A bluish-black light pierced straight into the underground of Hongfa Temple.

Inside the supernatural space.

Many tattered, bloodstained human skins drifted onto the branches of the white bone tree, becoming a new ornament.

One by one, the headless corpses surged toward the skeletal tree, forcefully plunging the severed heads they held into the treetops. Having done this, the headless corpses clung tightly to the trunk, and in the blink of an eye, they were sucked in and vanished.

More and more human bone dust drifted and flew towards Li Zhuiyuan.

The ghost's shroud fluttered, deflecting all the human bone powder.

Li Zhuiyuan opened his Ghost Domain, and a bluish-black haze instantly enveloped Hongfa Temple.

A red light flashed, and a tall, dark figure was revealed.

Yang Jian was grabbed on the forehead. At this point, there was not much ghost blood left on his body, only some residue on his chest.

In addition to the ghost eye on his forehead, two more scarlet eyes appeared on his arms and calves.

The ghost eye broke free from the headless ghost's control and returned to Yang Jian's body. Overnight, his condition worsened.

Fortunately, as the bluish-black haze appeared, Yang Jian managed to lift his head and glance at it, before helplessly lowering it again.

He is not dead yet.

As Li Zhuiyuan approached, the three ghostly eyes glared at him simultaneously.

Many branches of the bone tree pierced him, and the human heads hanging on them revealed eerie smiles, their tattered skin trembling.

Several different supernatural forces attacked simultaneously.

The ghost's robes fluttered without wind, the hem rustling softly.

"Wearing this ghost shroud will save you a lot of trouble; it can ward off some less terrifying supernatural phenomena."

Li Zhuiyuan kicked the rusty coffin nails in mid-air.

"Squeak!" A sharp, piercing, and strange cry rang out from the tree.

As the coffin nails pierced the bone tree, the headless corpse that had walked in and the drifting human skin disappeared at the same time.

The bizarre and terrifying scene was as if it had never happened.

The fresh human heads and glossy skin hanging on the tree formed a stark contrast to the previously withered and blackened dead objects.

Li Zhuiyuan came to Yang Jian's side, ghost blood gushing from his palm, and grabbed at the tall, dark figure's arm.

Bright red blood dripped onto his arm, spreading at an extremely slow pace, like a special effect in a movie that had been slowed down several times.

"The infection is spreading too slowly; Yang Jian doesn't have that much time."

Li Zhuiyuan opened his mouth, revealing terrifying black spots on his once-white and even teeth.

He bit down on the tall, dark figure's finger that was gripping Yang Jian!

The fingers, formed from darkness, were harder than anyone could imagine.

Li Zhuiyuan tried his best but could only leave a shallow tooth mark on it.

After taking a dozen or so bites, a tiny crack finally appeared on that finger.

"Just how terrifying is this shadowy figure? It can bite through the ghost fangs of the Ghost Realm, and it took it so long to bite out such a small gap. If it were Ye Feng, the ghost fangs would be completely regenerated after the first bite."

"I was planning to bite off a few fingers with my ghost teeth and swallow them, but at this rate, I won't be able to bite off even one tomorrow."

"Bite down three fingers first, rescue Yang Jian, and then we'll make further plans."

Two hours later.

A noticeable crack appeared on three of the tall, dark figures' fingers. Li Zhuiyuan grabbed Yang Jian's shoulder and pulled him out.

The moment he emerged, a headless ghostly figure stood behind Yang Jian, with three scarlet ghostly eyes swirling around it.

The headless ghost reached out, trying to pull off Yang Jian's head.

The loss of control over the ghostly eye caused the balance to fail, and the headless ghost began to revive, searching for fresh human heads.

Ghost blood surged from Li Zhuiyuan's hands, almost enveloping Yang Jian and temporarily suppressing the fierce ghost he was controlling.

A bluish-black light flew out of Hongfa Temple and headed towards Guanjiang Residential Area.

Time was of the essence; he needed to ask the human skin paper how to save Yang Jian.

Flying over Dachang City, the red light that had enveloped the entire city disappeared.

The bone tree, the source of the supernatural phenomena, was nailed down, and all the supernatural occurrences it caused disappeared.

No more human skins floating in the sky or headless corpses crowding the streets were seen in Dachang City.

Li Zhuiyuan quickly returned to the fifth floor of Guanjiang Residential Area and opened the golden box containing the human skin paper.

"I know you're unwilling to reveal information to me, and I don't want to waste my breath on you now. Tell me how to keep Yang Jian alive, or I'll have you lying at the bottom of the Pacific Ocean tomorrow, where you won't have to communicate with anyone."

If the human skin paper cannot serve its purpose at this time, then it will be worthless, and Li Zhuiyuan will not allow it to reappear in the world.

The human skin paper remained still.

Seeing this, Li Zhuiyuan reached out to close the box.

【etc】

The writing appeared on the parchment.

Two minutes later, a large number of distorted black characters appeared.