The ancient mansion shrouded in darkness echoed with a piercing, mournful scream, chilling to the bone.
At that moment.
Yang Jian, positioned in the rear hall, wielded the Firewood Knife, instantly activating the medium to dismember an unknown terror. He acted decisively, without the slightest hesitation.
He believed that the quicker the vengeful ghost invaded, the more dangerous it would be. If he didn't repel it now, once the ghost entered the rear hall and began its slaughter, it would be too late.
As the scream reverberated, an unexpected event unfolded.
The darkness that had invaded the rear hall began to recoil.
An obscured path emerged within the main hall, directly connecting to the courtyard, seemingly bisecting the darkness enveloping the entire mansion. Meanwhile, the split darkness started retreating into the corridors on either side.
