Mysterious Resurrection: What If

Chapter 43 The Buddhist Kingdom in a Dream (Part Twelve)
Under the red veil was actually a man's face—Zhao Kaiming!
Yang Jian had never seen the face of the mummified bride, so he had to use the supernatural power of the mirror to replace it with the faces of other people in the dream.

At the same time, Zhao Kaiming's lifeless face was also reflected in the mirror.

The line of sight began to reflect.

Within the mirror, without warning, the second Buddha suddenly appeared in that space, as if it had always been there, only to be observed now.

The moment the Buddha statue appeared, the female corpse fell straight backward and lay motionless on the ground. Then, the female corpse suddenly disappeared, as if its existence had been replaced by the Buddha statue.

At the same time, the entire space of the mirror world also expanded, becoming more vast, to the point that it seemed to have no end.

Suddenly, a soft sound echoed in the ears of the three. The sound was very faint, like chanting or the wailing of a corpse.

Yang Jian knew that because of their actions, the Buddha statues had begun to multiply and were invading this dream world in an unknown way. The chanting-like howling was a sign of the impending invasion.

Although it is still very weak now, it will eventually exceed the supernatural limit of this dream as it accumulates.

Lin Bei immediately exclaimed with delight, "Captain Yang! Your method worked!"

Yang Jian remained silent, observing quietly.

In this dream world devoid of any supernatural elements, Yang Jian, as an ordinary person, must use the Buddha statues within the mirror world to kill these manifested vengeful spirits.

He cannot afford to miss any information at this moment.

Inside the hall, the vengeful ghosts continued to approach, rigidly adhering to their killing patterns, and did not stop their advance despite the anomaly reflected in the mirror.

The second, the third, and countless other vengeful ghosts began to surround Yang Jian and his companions.

However, these vengeful ghosts could not get close to Yang Jian and the other two. The moment their bodies were reflected in the mirror, they instantly fell to the ground and disappeared.

Within that boundless mirror world, the number of Buddha statues is increasing at an astonishing rate.

Gradually, the chanting-like roars in the three people's ears grew louder and louder, and the volume seemed to be constantly rising at a specific frequency.

At this moment, a strange, ambiguous smile appeared on Lin Bei's face, very similar to that of the Buddha statue.

Lin Bei clutched his head in pain: "Captain Yang, I feel terrible."

The giant Buddha was invading, but Yang Jian had no choice but to pat Lin Bei on the shoulder and comfort him, "It's okay, take a deep breath, it's normal to feel dizzy."

A cracking sound of shattering glass rang out.

Yang Jian looked down at his feet. In that endless mirror world, the number of Buddha statues had reached a terrifying number. They were densely packed together, and under the reflection of the mirror, they shone with an eerie Buddhist light.

The world in the mirror seems to have reached its limit; the newly appeared Buddha statues are actually starting to overlap, and this space is about to be unable to contain them all.

Lin Bei covered his head, and a second expression gradually appeared on his face, looking very strange.

He suddenly shouted, "Captain Yang! Something's coming!"

As he spoke, he tried to cover the mirror on the ground with such force that Yang Jian almost couldn't hold him back with one hand.

Xiaoyuan immediately rushed over and, together with Yang Jian, pinned him to the ground.

The wailing, like chanting scriptures, echoed wildly in my ears, deafeningly loud.

Yang Jian shouted, "Hold on! It'll be over soon! The ghost will definitely attack us! That's its killing pattern! No ghost can defy it! As long as it gets close, we'll win!"

The giant Buddha only invaded this dream world. In reality, the real Lin Bei did not have any vengeful spirits resurrected. All the accumulated costs were borne by the dream world. If Lin Bei can get out alive, he will be able to truly control that giant Buddha.

Yang Jian looked around and saw that the number of vengeful ghosts had decreased to a countable number. The upper limit of this attack was almost reached.

However, the source of the nightmare has not yet appeared.

Yang Jian's expression grew increasingly grave. He felt he had overlooked a crucial clue, but he couldn't pinpoint the problem. "Impossible. Ghosts always kill; that's their nature. They can't just wait like humans..."

Looking at the enormous Buddha statue that stretched as far as the eye could see in the mirror.

"Could it be..."

Yang Jian suddenly thought of a startling possibility.

He and Xiaoyuan had once fallen into that mirror world. He always thought that the reason he hadn't died was because of the supernatural clash between the Buddha statue and the nightmare.

But now it seems that his judgment was wrong; he missed a crucial piece of information.

Perhaps at that time, dreams had already invaded the Buddha statue, stealing some of its spiritual power.
And this dream can manifest the events one has experienced.
In other words, this dream could materialize into the form of a Buddha statue the instant it invades the past. With a creation of that size, it would be reduced to ashes with a mere touch.

However, due to the supernatural conflict between the Buddha statue and the dream, it indirectly helped him escape a calamity.

Yang Jian suddenly realized something, looked down at the endless expanse of Buddha statues, and realized that he had completely misjudged the situation. The real source of the nightmare was in this endless expanse of Buddha statues!
Yang Jian pointed at the mirror and said, "The real source of the nightmare is inside."

"Captain Yang, you're not joking, are you?"

Lin Bei looked inside and saw countless enormous Buddha statues, stretching as far as the eye could see.

"With this many, let alone the spiritual power of the Buddha statue itself, we couldn't kill them all even if they just stood there and we were killing them all."

Lin Bei seemed completely deflated and slumped to the ground.

Yang Jian turned his head, staring at the vengeful ghost that was constantly approaching and disappearing, and pondered quietly.

The reason Yang Jian was able to become a captain-level ghost tamer was not because of how powerful the ghosts he controlled were, but because of his own understanding of the supernatural.

In other words, perhaps anyone can control the Ghost Eye, but only Yang Jian can fully explore its supernatural power.

Time ticked by, the plan had failed, his ears were bleeding from the chanting-like wails, and cracks were gradually appearing on the mirror beneath his feet. The world in the mirror was about to burst open, unable to contain the overwhelming Buddha statues.

Yang Jian knew his time was running out, and he needed to devise a new plan in this very short period of time.

But he didn't panic; he continued to analyze the situation calmly.

"No"

Yang Jian shook his head.

"We still have a chance."

Yang Jian pointed at Lin Bei and said.

"And you are that opportunity."

Lin Bei was stunned; he didn't understand what Yang Jian was talking about at all.

"The Buddha statue you are controlling wasn't pulled into the dream, but rather invaded through the superimposed effects of its own supernatural power."

Yang Jian continued, "So, after the Buddha statue completely invades, you will regain your supernatural powers, but at the same time, this number of vengeful ghosts may cause you to immediately revive as a vengeful ghost."

Yang Jian helped Lin Bei up, and the ambiguous smile on his face was now very obvious.

"But this is also our opportunity, the source of the ghost in the dream is in these Buddha statues."

"And what you have to do is, within this short period of time, use supernatural means to kill the source of the nightmare hidden in the Buddha statue."

(End of this chapter)