Beside the stalled bus, an old leather ball rolled, and terrifying ghosts wandered nearby, with everything around shrouded within the Ghost Domain.
Just this time, many ghost tamers had died.
Yang Jian stood on a red supernatural weapon at the moment, avoiding the rolling ball on the ground while the ghost eyes were also spying around for any movements.
Despite the interference from the scary ghosts, his vision was not affected; because the Ghost Domain he displayed was much stronger than that of the ghosts. Only the balls rolling all over the place somewhat affected the next action, and it seemed these balls wouldn't disappear anytime soon.
He checked the time.
It had only been just over three minutes since getting off the bus.
"If the balls are still on the ground in a few more minutes, I'll handle them a bit. Can't allow the ghosts to linger near the bus and affect my actions." Yang Jian thought to himself.
But just at this moment.
