"Captain, that Zhu Jian has followed us, and there seems to be something formidable trailing behind him."
The three of them were rapidly retreating, and at this moment Li Yang glanced back, discovering that the previous Zhu Jian was still sprinting wildly in their direction.
The danger seemed to have unlocked his potential, making Zhu Jian's movements exceptionally swift, with even a tendency of catching up to them.
Yang Jian also noticed and said bluntly, "Tong Qian, kill him. Don't let him lead the ghost here. He's been targeted by the ghost and can't shake it off. It's only a matter of time before he's dead. We can't let him drag us down."
"Alright."
Tong Qian nodded decisively, then slightly turned his head, revealing a bizarre crying face from his hair. However, at the moment he turned his head, he suddenly got goosebumps, witnessing a horrifying scene.
In the view of his crying face appeared a cold, lifeless corpse.
