"The three of us have been cursed before, but the impact wasn't significant back then. Now the situation has worsened; it feels like our bodies are being eroded. Realizing the severity, I chose to retreat for now. Otherwise, if all three of us suffer mishaps simultaneously in a fight, it would spell disaster."
Yang Jian was still holding the Ghost Scissors in his hand.
He saw the curse.
An icy female corpse almost overlapped with Leuk San, beginning to affect his consciousness and control his actions.
When Leuk San was in a trance, it wasn't him moving; it was that female corpse. His body was like a puppet possessed by a malevolent spirit, being guided to walk.
However, Yang Jian was in the same situation.
The difference was that he was slightly better off than Leuk San. Only his body was out of control; the Ghost Shadow was not.
The Ghost Shadow could forcibly regain control of the body, but this was still a temporary solution.
