Mysterious Awakening-Chapter 476: Ghost Coffin Murders

The menacing ghost had been lured into the Ghost Coffin, and it seemed the supernatural incident had been resolved. The Ghost Domain that shrouded the vicinity was dissipating, and brightness was quickly restored, making everything around clearly visible.

Moreover, the menacing ghost did not continue to restart.

When a ray of sunlight fell on everyone, many looked at Wang Xiaoming, who was standing by the Ghost Coffin, with disbelief and astonishment.

Could it be that the terror known as the Ghost Envoy, an S-ranked supernatural event, had just been resolved by Professor Wang?

If that was the case, then it was too dramatic. Previously, everyone at the headquarters had been on high alert, dead serious about the meeting, and the intelligence from the training base had confirmed the ghost’s horrific nature.

Even though they had learned the rules and understood the ghost’s method of killing, nobody dared to say they could definitely handle such an event.

Yet, the most improbable had happened.

Wang Xiaoming, who was not a ghost controller and had no resistance to the menacing ghost, had easily resolved this terrifying incident by making the ghost return to its coffin.

"Are they playing with us? Is it over just like that?" Some still couldn’t believe it.

"It’s the same as what I experienced in Huanggang Village; the event ended with the ghost returning to its coffin," Feng Quan remarked as he looked at the nearby Ghost Coffin.

This scene felt familiar to him, so he found nothing strange about it.

"What’s going on? All this fuss and it’s over just like that? I thought it was a seriously grave event. From what I can tell, those people from the training base died in vain."

Jang Shangbai shook his head and smiled with a hint of mockery, "Horror incidents really do make a joke out of other people. In my opinion, this doesn’t qualify as an S-ranked event. At most, it’s an A-ranked supernatural event, no, some A-ranked events are far worse than this. It would be more accurate to label it as B-ranked."

"You can’t say that. If it weren’t for our prior knowledge of the ghost’s killing method, the adjustments to the killing rule made due to Yang Jian, and Professor Wang’s research experience on the connection between the Ghost Coffin and the ghost, how could it have been so easy? If those above had no idea and got involved, the losses would have been severe," Tong Qian said with a glance at him. "Just because you’ve benefited from others doesn’t mean you should dismiss their achievements. Without Yang Jian risking his life, this scene wouldn’t have happened. Everyone knows how terrifying the Ghost Envoy is. An entity that suppresses ghosts without resolution, anyone outnumbered by this ghost would be killed instantly, defenseless."

"Before Yang Jian changed the ghost’s killing rule, what level do you think this ghost had reached by now?"

Jang Shangbai’s gaze shifted slightly as he looked at Tong Qian.

Feng Quan siding with Yang Jian made sense, given they were both ghost controllers from Dachang City, but why was Tong Qian defending Yang Jian too?

When did Yang Jian become so well-liked?

Tong Qian is right; there’s no point in being wise after the event. Others have paved the way for us, making it easy for us to walk it. If we had faced this thing from the start without knowledge of the rules, all of us would have been picked off one by one. Now that it’s been resolved, that’s for the best. I need to get this wrapped up; I want to go back to sleep," Cao Yang yawned, seemingly really looking forward to sleep.

While they were talking, Wang Xiaoming was frowning, staring at the Ghost Coffin.

The coffin lid next to it was still damaged; the return of the menacing ghost to the coffin didn’t result in any changes to the Ghost Coffin, nor did it fix the broken parts.

However, the Ghost Coffin still presented a perfect shape. What replaced the coffin lid was not a plank of wood but a swath of intense darkness. This darkness was like a black stone, forming the shape of a coffin lid and covering what was previously open.

But this darkness was not a solid substance; Wang Xiaoming tossed a bullet toward it, and the gold bullet passed through the darkness and into the coffin.

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"The plank was just a cover; the true nature of the Ghost Coffin is not a mere coffin but a Ghost Domain... or perhaps a ghost,"

Wang Xiaoming’s eyes twinkled, "A Ghost Domain in the shape of a coffin, hence we were not in a typical Ghost Domain before but inside a coffin. That’s why the ghost could restart infinitely, unable to be confined." 𝙍áΝòβÊ𐌔

"If the Ghost Domain is the ghost and the ghost is the Ghost Coffin, if this is an integrated whole, naturally one can’t confine others inside. Just like a bug can’t jump out of a sealed box, the only way to solve this is from outside the box," he deduced after a brief analysis and personal observation.

His conclusion nearly matched Yang Jian’s.

The only difference was that it had taken Yang Jian a lot of time and he had encountered many dangers to get the answer, but for Wang Xiaoming, it was effortlessly deduced.

"But, how did the original ghost controller confine an entire Ghost Domain?" Wang Xiaoming was considering a plan.

However, the movement inside the coffin directly interrupted his thoughts.

"Bang! Bang!"

From the pitch-dark coffin, a series of dull knocking sounds emanated, as if someone was pounding on something, and with each strike, the force grew stronger, the sound more intense, until finally the whole coffin shook violently.

"Professor, the Ghost Coffin still has many hidden dangers, you mustn’t get any closer," Li Jun, standing beside, changed his expression instantly and immediately began to pull Wang Xiaoming back.

"Hurry, follow the plan to confine this Ghost Coffin, we can’t let any more accidents happen."

This time they came prepared, and although they didn’t bring a box big enough for a coffin, they did have plenty of materials like gold, enough to restrict the Ghost Coffin.

As long as it was initially confined, it would later be placed into an even safer container.

If necessary, like other impounded ghosts, it would never reappear in the world again.

Wang Xiaoming, while being pulled away by Li Jun, was still pondering.

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He had studied the Ghost Coffin for a while, but due to certain concerns, he hadn’t dared to research it thoroughly, yet this supernatural incident had suddenly made many things he hadn’t understood before clear all at once.

It was very likely that the Ghost Coffin could resolve the resurrection of other people’s malevolent ghosts because it itself might be a malevolent ghost that for some reason had fallen into a deep slumber or, to put it another way, had crashed, so when a ghost controller entered into it, they essentially became one with a terrifying ghost, and the problem of their own malevolent ghost resurrecting was naturally forcefully suppressed.

But if that was the case, wasn’t it true that the Ghost Coffin was in a state of gradual resurrection?

Given that, were the assumptions about the previous failed research that led to Wei Jing becoming a ghost within the Coffin wrong?

It wasn’t that the experiment had failed, but that a part of the ghost had resurrected within Wei Jing.

"The part that had resurrected was on the outside, the part that hadn’t stayed behind and became the Ghost Coffin, so the ghostly Wei Jing represents the coffin lid..." Wang Xiaoming’s gaze grew increasingly serious, "Allowing the malevolent ghost to return to the coffin wasn’t a restriction, but an indulgence. Given enough time, the Ghost Coffin would completely disappear and turn into a complete ghost."

Realizing this, he suddenly turned back and urgently said, "Quickly confine the Ghost Coffin with the utmost speed, we can’t allow any more anomalies to occur."

But before he finished speaking,

The knocking sounds from the Ghost Coffin suddenly stopped, and at the same time, the faces of several ghost controllers who were confining the Ghost Coffin stiffened.

They saw the pitch-black lid of the Ghost Coffin, formed by the darkness, beginning to disperse gradually like a dense blackness again casting its shadow over the surroundings, as if to replay the previous scene.

"Can’t be, right?" someone beside murmured with a shudder.

The experienced ones immediately realized that it was too late to confine the Ghost Coffin, as something supernatural had already permeated from within it, and without any restriction of the ghost, this attempt at confinement was a wasted effort, like drawing water with a sieve.

Retreat.

Without waiting to be reminded, they all began to drop their tasks and swiftly move away from the Ghost Coffin.

However, it was already too late. They hadn’t gone far when suddenly their necks twisted back uncontrollably in a bizarre manner, followed by two distinct sounds of snapping bones.

Two ghost controllers lay on the ground with broken necks, dead on the spot.

The most eerie part was that the ghosts within the bodies of these two ghost controllers did not help them survive this strange attack, resulting in their deaths without any more resistance than ordinary people.

Seeing this, the pupils of the others sharply constricted.