Chapter 628 Li Yang's Change

The room's door suddenly closed, as if the ghost lingering inside didn't intend to let Yang Jian leave.

Or perhaps Yang Jian had already caught the ghost's attention, and this change was merely the prelude to its attack.

"No need to waste time with the ghost in this room," his gaze settled on the empty single-seater sofa in the living room.

He tried to locate the ghost, but even with a quick glance of the room that could be done almost in an eye's blink, he found nothing.

Such a large corpse had vanished into thin air, without leaving the slightest trace behind, exceedingly strange; yet the air still carried that nauseating stench of decay, now denser than before, as if to prove the corpse was still in the house and hadn't left.

Yang Jian stood still, a pitch-black shadow slowly rose from beneath his feet, it looked very tall, like a robust man hidden in the darkness, mismatched with his own physique.

And most importantly, the shadow had no head.