Bai Yanliang heard it.
Heavy yet swift footsteps headed toward the second floor... went up.
They had already completed the fusion, becoming a ghost.
At this moment, even Bai Yanliang felt somewhat helpless.
Originally, he had a strategy: since the power to transform words into reality came from that ancient artifact, he needed to find it and then rewrite another script!
Moreover, Bai Yanliang was very confident in identifying what that artifact possessing the abnormal power was.
Not a pen, not paper, but... ink.
The ink for writing words!
But now, saying anything was too late; the fierce ghost had manifested beyond the script, no longer relying on the script to commit murder, which was already a huge headache. Now, it had even merged with another haunting ghost of extreme peculiarity, resulting in an unfathomably terrifying superpower mutation; what method could still be useful now?
"Bai..."
Qi Nian's voice grew weaker.
