"Each female corpse looks different, and the curse of the Firewood Knife cannot spread to them, even when nailed with the Coffin Nail they don't disperse... Without a doubt, every female corpse is a fierce ghost. Leuk San's previous speculation was true, but it isn't just that."
"If there was only one fierce ghost in Ghost Lake, then I would have dismembered all these female corpses with a single cut."
Yang Jian looked at the eerie female corpse in front of him, which was split into two parts, and remained silent.
A gruesome wound also appeared on his body, penetrating him completely.
The curse of the Firewood Knife is terrifying.
Yang Jian could only endure it, unable to resist. He could only use the Ghost Shadow's characteristics to slowly wait for recovery, or use the Ghost Eye to restart. It wasn't about endlessly using this supernatural weapon.
He slowly backed away.
The thought in his mind gradually matured.
