"Disappeared?"
Yang Jian, with one hand against the wall, slowly put down the rust-covered firewood knife in his hand, a look of disbelief on his face.
Just now, he had seen the source of the bloody handprints; it wasn't an illusion...People killed by fierce ghosts seemed to have become part of the curse of the bloody handprints, covering the entire hallway, and these things were also attacking him.
Yang Jian immediately retaliated. He clearly remembered slicing through one of the ghosts' arms.
At this moment.
All the ghosts in the hallway had vanished without a trace, and the bloody handprints on the walls had also faded away as if they had never appeared, all disappearing without a trace.
The ghosts had retreated at that moment and showed no sign of reappearing.
"Is this the effect of this supernatural item?" Yang Jian looked down at the knife, more astonished than when he first obtained the Coffin Nail.