The gloomy fog dissipated, the cemetery returned to dead silence, and Jiang Han's taut nerves finally relaxed slightly.
If not for the strange movement of the black shadow beneath his feet, he would have likely become another deceased soul among these desolate graves. This ghost's methods were truly unforeseeable.
However, in the next second, Jiang Han's brow furrowed tightly, his gaze scanning the empty ground back and forth.
"That's not right, where's the Soul Jade?"
According to common sense, after a ghost was destroyed, Soul Jade should condense out, but besides withered grass and gravel, there was nothing.
Jiang Han sharply lowered his head, staring intently at the shadow beneath his feet, grinding out through clenched teeth: "Spit out what you've eaten!"
To outsiders, this act would seem like madness and gibberish. Only Jiang Han knew clearly that the Mist Ghost had been swallowed whole by the shadow—this thing wasn't even planning to leave a single bone!
"You licked the plate clean, at least leave some broth behind?" Jiang Han cursed furiously.
Just then, that row of twisted ink-colored text appeared in his vision once more:
「...right hand...」
Jiang Han froze, instinctively lifting his right hand.
The originally slender and powerful palm had become withered as kindling, the skin color ashen pale like it had been painted with deathly gray—truly shocking to behold.
At the same time, a dense gloomy fog rose up around him from nowhere.
"Again?"
Amidst the shock, Jiang Han keenly sensed something was different.
This fog was unlike any before. Not only did it not bring suffocation and coldness, it actually made him feel an inexplicable familiarity, as if this gloomy fog was inherently part of his body.
What shocked him even more was that his vision was completely unobstructed.
Originally, being immersed in fog would cause all senses to fail, but now, all those negative effects had vanished without a trace.
Replacing them was a illusory feeling of being a dominator.
Moreover, with just a thought, he could drive these fogs to change at his will!
"This... actually bypassed the life-bound spiritual tool, directly wielding ghost power with his physical body..."
Jiang Han stared at his withered right hand, his throat