The ghost candle extinguished, and the last glimmer of light in the corridor vanished. The surroundings were once again enveloped in darkness.
However, in the final moments before the ghost candle went out, everyone caught sight of a strange yet terrifying silhouette standing in the corridor not far away. That thing descended from an unknown staircase and arrived on the fourth floor, now drifting in their direction.
An eerie greenish glow illuminated the figure, faintly revealing an old man, emaciated, clad in a black long robe and black cloth shoes.
He resembled a corpse that had been dead for seven days, resurrected and rising from its coffin.
Just a single glance caused a chilling sensation in their hearts, their bodies involuntarily trembling in fear.
This ghost is ruthless!
Yang Jian's act of extinguishing the ghost candle had already revealed the grim reality.
