Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 186 Rigid Justice

We have to find a way out of the fog as soon as possible, otherwise the ghost candles will burn out before we even get to the hotel, without even seeing a ghost.

Tong Qian felt a chill run down her spine and quickened her pace.

She realized she had underestimated the eeriness of the Ghost Realm, mainly because she hadn't expected that the Ghost Candle, which Zhao had mentioned could prevent attacks from vengeful ghosts, would be of little use in getting out of the Ghost Realm.

"One minute! Walk for one more minute. If you can't get out, extinguish the ghost candles and try using your ghost face to suppress or dispel this ghostly realm."

Tong Qian didn't understand the Ghost Realm, otherwise she wouldn't have had such a naive idea.

But she wasn't really stupid. Thinking this, her heart sank, and she felt her steps becoming heavier and heavier.

After walking in the thick fog for almost another minute, Tong Qian was ready to extinguish the ghost candle and unleash the power of the vengeful spirit.

But at that moment, she suddenly stopped, her body tensing.

She saw the swirling, hazy mist ahead, which vaguely formed a human-shaped silhouette that stood motionless in front of her.

Their appearance and physique were completely obscured by the thick fog, making it impossible to distinguish whether they were male or female, human or ghost.

"Who?!" Tong Qian shouted.

If there's a response, they might be survivors inside the hotel; if there's no response, they must be ghosts.

A few seconds passed, and the humanoid silhouette in the mist remained motionless. Tong Qian also noticed that the ghost candle in her hand was burning a little faster than before.

Without further hesitation, she immediately reached out and lifted the ponytail behind her head, pulling the loose hair to the front.

Without the hair covering it, a pale, strange face appeared behind Tong Qian's head.

It has a nose and a mouth, and its face is somewhat similar to Tong Qian's, but its eyes are closed, and the corners of its mouth are turned up, revealing a pale and eerie smile.

Tong Qian, with her grotesque face, kills with her laughter.

Tong Qian turned around, pointing the ghostly face behind her head at the human-shaped silhouette in the mist, and then prepared to extinguish the ghost candle and release the vengeful spirit.

But just as she turned around, the surrounding mist churned, and a figure suddenly appeared behind her.

A pale, cold hand with glossy black nails suddenly emerged from the mist, directly invading the area enveloped by the ghost candlelight, and grabbed at Tong Qian's ghost face.

'not good! '

Although they hadn't made contact yet, Tong Qian could still feel a chilling coldness, even more piercing than the ghost face, rapidly approaching from behind her head.

However, the pale hand that reached out was briefly blocked by the light of the ghost candle, separated from her ghostly face by a layer of light that seemed almost tangible, and it did not actually make contact.

However, because of this, the ghost candle in Tong Qian's hand suddenly burst into flames, the flames exploding and rising as if a bucket of cold water had been poured onto boiling oil.

The ghost candle, which originally had nearly two-thirds left, burned down to less than one-tenth in less than a few seconds, almost burning out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Tong Qian's pupils contracted. This ghost candle didn't seem as durable as Captain Zhao had said. It was too fast!
Upon seeing this, she immediately extinguished the ghost candle's flame to prevent it from being completely consumed.

While the glowing ghost candle could ward off supernatural attacks, it also suppressed her vengeful ghost abilities.

Such an attack was too fierce. If the ghost candle continued to burn, it would only be consumed quickly and meaninglessly. It was enough to help her block the first wave of the sudden attack.

The moment the eerie green flame went out, the ghostly face on the back of Tong Qian's head suddenly opened its eyes, raised the corners of its mouth, and let out a chilling laugh.

“Giggle, giggle~!”

The laughter was sharp, eerie, and chilling. Just hearing it made one instinctively realize that it was a ghost laughing, and it could never be a human laughing!

But as soon as the laughter rang out, the ghost candlelight disappeared, and the pale hand that reached out from the mist grabbed Tong Qian's ghost face.

The glossy, cold fingernails pierced the ghostly face, and the hand, imbued with strange strength, gripped not only the ghost's face but also the back of Tong Qian's head. This instantly caused Tong Qian to feel excruciating pain comparable to the awakening of a vengeful ghost; it felt as if her head was about to be crushed.

The ghost face was still laughing, its laughter echoing in the fog and thinning the surrounding mist, but the faded environment remained unaffected.

However, the pale hand gripping the ghost's face loosened its grip slightly.

Moreover, the ghost's pale wrist, exposed by the laughter, had some gray cracks that looked as if it were about to shatter.

But then, streaks of scarlet blood seeped from the cracks in his pale palm.

The foul-smelling, cold blood flowing onto the ghost's face made its laughter intermittent.

The vengeful ghost's hand gripped Tong Qian's ghost face again. A sharp pain shot through her, and Tong Qian couldn't help but scream. She felt as if the ghost face on the back of her head was about to be torn off.

The ghost face was stained with blood, its eyelids trembling as if they were being suppressed and closed.

But through the ghost face's perspective, Tong Qian finally saw the figure in the fog right in front of her.

It was a female ghost with long, black hair that completely covered her face.

It looks exactly like the female ghost in the eerie images that appeared on my phone before. This is Wang Liang's ghost!

What exactly happened to Wang Liang?!
Tong Qian's eyes widened in shock. The ghost that Wang Liang was controlling was terrifying. The ghost face couldn't suppress this fierce ghost, and it couldn't even force it back. Now it was almost being suppressed by the ghost.

Perhaps in an enclosed space, the combined laughter could repel or even suppress this vengeful ghost, but it wouldn't work; there wasn't enough time, and there was no chance.

Tong Qian was at her wit's end. The terror of this vengeful ghost far exceeded her expectations and was beyond her ability to contend with.

Now, all we can do is relight the ghost candles to briefly repel the vengeful ghost's hand.

As for what to do after the ghost candle burns out, she didn't have time to think about that step.

Just as Tong Qian lifted the last bit of the ghost candle, preparing to light it...

The pale hand that was about to completely suppress the ghostly face behind her head suddenly loosened its grip.

The female ghost with disheveled black hair took a step back and disappeared into the thick fog.

Tong Qian looked bewildered, her raised arm frozen in place, not understanding what had happened.

But soon, she noticed that the thick fog surrounding her quickly faded and dissipated, and even the scene where everything had faded returned to normal.

"The Ghost Realm has vanished?!"

Tong Qian quickly turned around and, sure enough, after the fog dissipated, she saw the Caesars Hotel, which was less than five steps away from her.

But even these five steps took her more than five minutes to complete.

Boom, boom.

The sound of synchronized footsteps and skipping could be heard coming from inside the hotel.

Wang Liang led thirteen people with empty eyes down the stairs from the second floor of the hotel to the hotel entrance.

Pushing open the door, Wang Liang saw Tong Qian, with her black hair loose, standing at the bottom of the hotel steps, staring at him in astonishment. There was no surprise in Wang Liang's eyes.

He already understood what had happened when he reclaimed the Demon Realm and created Sadako.

Wang Liang's attention wasn't always focused on blocking the hotel's derivative Sadako content.

If he hadn't retrieved the Ghost Domain and Sadako in time, Tong Qian might have been killed by a derivative Sadako, or become a resurrected vengeful ghost.

(End of this chapter)