The yellow paper guidance beneath his feet extended through the darkness, like a thin thread leading to the underworld.
Jiang Han tightly held onto Jiang Yu behind him as they walked deeper into this confined passage. The surroundings were terrifyingly silent, with only the footsteps of the two echoing around them.
"Brother, something's not right about this place..."
Jiang Yu's voice carried an obvious tremble. She couldn't help but look back—the bus that represented safety had been completely swallowed by darkness, its outline no longer discernible.
An illusion of stepping into an abyss crept over her heart. Jiang Yu stopped and asked worriedly, "What if this is a trap set by a ghost? Did we take the wrong path?"
"Don't worry. If something really happens, I'll definitely be the first to run. Can't let our family line end."
Jiang Han firmly gripped Jiang Yu's ice-cold hand, yet his tone was surprisingly relaxed, even carrying a hint of playfulness.
"Jiang Han!!!"
Jiang Yu flew into a rage, her beautiful eyes widening, almost jumping up in anger. The fear in her heart was instantly diluted by these infuriating words.
"Wait! Yu'er, have you noticed that our surroundings have changed?"
Just then, Jiang Han keenly sensed something unusual and interrupted his sister's impending outburst.
Jiang Yu frowned. "What's wrong? It's so pitch black, what can you even see?"
Jiang Han didn't answer. Instead, he held his breath and focused intently on observing his surroundings.
Suddenly, his expression changed.
By the weak light of his phone, he saw a wisp of pale white mist drifting in the air!
"Not good! It's the Mist Ghost!"
Jiang Han was extremely familiar with the Mist Ghost's abilities, so he reacted the moment he discovered this wisp of pale mist.
Initially, the pale mist surrounding them was like thin rice soup, mixed into the darkness, extremely difficult to detect.
But soon, the pale mist grew denser, rapidly filling the entire passage.
In an instant, both Jiang Han and Jiang Yu were plunged into a vast fog, completely unable to distinguish their surroundings.
"What's happening?"
Jiang Yu's lovely face turned pale as she asked nervously, "Jiang Han, didn't you say this was a test from the Tianji Pavilion? Why is there even a White-tier ghost?"
She regretted deeply—she should have just knocked her brother unconscious and carried him back to the bus earlier.
Compared to darkness, the dense pale mist was equally blinding.
What was even more terrifying was that within the pale white fog, there seemed to be some eerie presence watching her.
Deadly aura permeated the air, and faint sounds of wailing and curses could be heard.
Bone-chilling!
This was the most visceral feeling a living person experienced when facing a ghost.
Jiang Yu gripped her natal spiritual tool tightly, her expression tense, constantly guarding against changes around her.
"I'm not sure either..."
Jiang Han said with a frown, then immediately positioned himself back-to-back with Jiang Yu, speaking at the same time, "The Mist Ghost moves unpredictably within this mist and excels at sneak attacks from behind. Let's watch each other's blind spots. Once you detect that Mist Ghost's movements, notify me immediately!"
A flash of dark light.
A pitch-black dagger was held in Jiang Han's reverse grip.
Jiang Han held his breath, suppressing the distracting thoughts in his mind, trying his best to stay calm.
His natal spiritual tool had absorbed that Green-tier Soul Jade and awakened the Emerald Shadow Slash skill, which could severely wound White-tier ghosts.
One minute cooldown time...
He absolutely could not miss!
Jiang Han gritted his teeth. The text flickering in his pupils was incredibly twisted, like a beast starved for dozens of days, frantically howling for food.
No!
His shadow was filled with strangeness—he must not use it easily unless absolutely necessary.
Suddenly, Jiang Han noticed a black human figure flash past in the pale mist before him.
"Yu'er! Careful! It's appeared!" Jiang Han quickly called out in warning.
Instantly, Jiang Han felt the girl behind him tremble.
"Don't be afraid. Brother has a Green-tier skill. As long as it dares to show itself, I can kill it!"
Jiang Han spoke, wanting to calm her emotions.
But suddenly, Jiang Han sensed something was wrong.
The body pressed against his back—Jiang Yu's body temperature was now as cold as iron.
"Could it be—"
Jiang Han's pupils contracted as he instantly turned his head.
Sure enough, there was a Mist Ghost with an iron-blue face right in front of Jiang Yu.
The latter wore clothes from the previous century, with a terrifying appearance—deep-set eye sockets, lips as dry as land that hadn't seen rain in months.
At this moment, its hand, covered in dead skin and withered, was resting on Jiang Yu's shoulder.
A massive amount of deadly aura poured into Jiang Yu's body. She couldn't move at all, only her lively eyes could barely turn.
Emerald Shadow Slash!
Jiang Han didn't hesitate. He directly channeled his spiritual power and activated this skill.
Instantly, a large amount of spiritual power was released through the dagger as a medium, condensing into a crescent-shaped emerald light that rapidly struck toward the Mist Ghost.
Slash—
The latter's chest was struck head-on by this Emerald Shadow Slash. Its death-filled body was nearly cleaved in two at the waist.
From the hideous wound, black blood slowly flowed out. The scent it released into the air was like rotten meat that had been decaying for months, nauseatingly foul.
At the same time, a trace of pain appeared in the Mist Ghost's gray eyes. It withdrew its right hand and once again vanished into the pale mist.
Moreover, perhaps because this Mist Ghost was injured, the concentration of the surrounding mist weakened somewhat, no longer as dense as before.
"Yu'er!"
The moment the Mist Ghost released its grip, Jiang Yu's body went limp as if she had lost all strength.
Jiang Han quickly supported Jiang Yu while carefully observing her complexion.
Fortunately, she only had somewhat pale lips from having too much vitality drained. With some rest, she would recover.
"Brother... what should we do?" Jiang Yu's voice was very weak at this moment.
"Don't worry. This Mist Ghost can't take our lives!"
Jiang Han said coldly, "Now, it's my turn!"
As he spoke, he took a deep breath, a sharp glint flashing through his eyes.
In the next moment, Jiang Yu was horrified to discover that the pale mist around her hadn't weakened at all—instead, it had grown even denser!
"What's happening? Did another Mist Ghost appear?"
Jiang Yu fearfully hugged Jiang Han's left arm.
At the same time.
In a place invisible to Jiang Yu and the others, the blue-robed middle-aged man was equally astonished.
Soon, the blue-robed middle-aged man contacted Fatty, furiously demanding, "Tell me, why did the Execution Department release two Mist Ghosts?!!"
His tone was extremely severe.
In the observation room, Fatty was covered in cold sweat. "This... that's strange, I didn't detect a second Mist Ghost."
"Then how do you explain this fog environment!?"
The blue-robed middle-aged man flew into a rage, then immediately hung up the phone, preparing to personally intervene.
In such a critical situation, he could no longer sit idly by.
.......
Within the vast mist.