The atmosphere in the room at this moment was heavy, with conflict reaching an irreconcilable point.

The origin of the conflict is rather strange, merely because Yang Jian suspects Zhu Jian of being a ghost. Of course, this suspicion isn’t baseless; earlier in the corridor, they encountered another Zhu Jian.

However, Dong Yulan and the others cannot prove that the current Zhu Jian isn’t problematic.

They were separated during their escape earlier, and no one knows what happened to each of them during that time.

So there is a possibility that Zhu Jian has indeed been replaced by a ghost.

Everyone was staring at Yang Jian, nerves taut to the extreme.

Confrontation with supernatural forces often determines victory or defeat, life or death in an instant, without any exchange of blows.

“Whether it’s a human or a ghost, it’ll be clear after making a move.”

Yang Jian holds a cracked spear, approaching Zhu Jian step by step with a cold expression, without taking action immediately.

“Let’s fight. There are only three of them, and we’re three too. If we fight, it might not necessarily mean we’ll lose.”

Zhu Jian shouted loudly at this moment, hoping for Dong Yulan and Wang Genquan to help.

But Dong Yulan and Wang Genquan didn’t dare to make a rash move.

This balance can only be broken by Yang Jian; if they act directly, there truly would be no turning back.

After all, there is a bit of hesitation in their hearts.

What if Zhu Jian is really a ghost?

“What are you waiting for? Do you suspect I’m the ghost? If I die, it’ll be your turn soon. Ah Nan has already been killed by Yang Jian. He doesn’t intend to spare those cursed. His goal is to completely seal off Caesar Hotel, trapping all anomalies here, and we’re among his targets.”

Zhu Jian kept talking, urging the other two to take action.

However, Li Yang and Tong Qian are not passive; each fixates on a person, ready to strike without hesitation at any sign.

Dong Yulan, looking at Tong Qian’s eerie crying face, felt she had unspeakable suffering.

Take action?

How to act? The most she could do was counterattack in desperate times, striving for a slim chance of survival. If they could take action on their own, they would have long since taken action, not waited until now.

“If you dare to act, I’ll kill you. I advise you to be rational.” Li Yang threatened, staring at Wang Genquan.

Wang Genquan gazed at Li Yang’s arm, covered with corpse spots, silent.

He could feel the presence of a terrifying ghost residing within him, making him extremely dangerous.

“Speak up. Do you really want to watch me die?”

Zhu Jian cried out urgently again, his expression growing more out of sorts.

Yang Jian continued approaching, saying, “You’re calling others to act but staying passive yourself. Do you truly believe others are stupid?”

He stopped.

He and Zhu Jian were only one meter apart.

Under such pressure, Zhu Jian did not choose to fight back. This was quite unusual, and not only Yang Jian noticed it; others felt it too.

“So, you’re the problem.” Yang Jian raised the cracked spear in his hand.

The Firewood Knife came down.

The rusty blunt knife was surprisingly sharp when it touched Zhu Jian, slicing half of his body open as if cutting tofu, effortlessly.

“Why aren’t you acting, waiting for me to be killed before taking action? Hurry, kill them, or you’ll be killed too.”

Yet, Zhu Jian kept talking, even though half of his body fell to the ground with a thud.

But he wasn’t dead yet. Despite constant bleeding, his expression remained calm and stern, yet somewhat eerie.

Even in this state, Zhu Jian kept urging Dong Yulan and Wang Genquan to act.

“Can you still survive after being dismembered by a Firewood Knife? What on earth are you?”

Yang Jian stared at the half-body in surprise.

“Stop looking at me, this is all Yang Jian’s doing. Hurry and act, kill him, and everything will return to normal. I’m not dead yet, don’t worry about my safety for now.”

Zhu Jian spoke again, his face showing slight twitching, revealing a hint of a crying expression.

However, witnessing this scene brought a chilling feeling to the hearts of Dong Yulan and Wang Genquan.

This Zhu Jian was indeed not the previous Zhu Jian.

Still speaking after half his body was cut down, urging them to act—could a normal person do such a thing?

“Bang!”

In an instant.

Yang Jian’s cracked spear fell, and the Coffin Nail directly pierced Zhu Jian’s head.

Once nailed by the Coffin Nail, Zhu Jian, who had been speaking incessantly, instantly fell silent, motionless, and his body began to rot rapidly, emitting a foul odor.

Nailed by the Coffin Nail, without the support of supernatural power, he could no longer exist.

“So, do you still choose to act against us now?”

Tong Qian looked at Dong Yulan: “The result is obvious now; he indeed has issues. It’s ridiculous you’ve been with him for so long without noticing.”

“He must have been attacked by a fierce ghost during the time we were separated, and the ghost disguised as Zhu Jian to mix with us.” Dong Yulan gritted her teeth.

Wang Genquan continued his silence; he couldn’t act now.

Because facts proved Yang Jian’s judgment correct.

“You’re mistaken; the ghost didn’t disguise as Zhu Jian. The real ghost is in this room. I’ve just killed the puppet controlled by the ghost. I believe the true ghost will appear soon; we must leave here quickly, or we might be targeted by the ghost.” Yang Jian said, turning around preparing to leave.

“Then we should look for the coordinates of the golden door next.” Li Yang said: “The real exit is there.”

“In that case, let’s move immediately.” Tong Qian agreed.

They ignored Wang Genquan and Dong Yulan.

After Zhu Jian’s death, the misunderstanding was cleared, and there was no need for conflict.

The three of them didn’t stay and prepared to act.

Though at this moment, the light in the room suddenly dimmed, as if something was affecting the environment, causing the light to fade continuously.

The rotten smell in the air seemed to grow stronger.

As if a corpse were wandering near you, making you feel extremely uncomfortable.

Yet Yang Jian acted quickly, leading the two out of the room, looking around, then decisively heading towards the previous elevator location to rid themselves of the unknown ghost.

“Don’t linger. There’s too many ghosts here. We just need to find the door. We’ve looked at the first floor, second floor, and now fourth floor, none had the golden door. The only floor we haven’t been to is the third floor, but a terrifying ghost haunts it.”

“If the door is hidden there, it probably won’t be easy to find, possibly at great cost.”

Yang Jian walked quickly while talking.

“Maybe we can use that strange furnace from before.”

Li Yang suggested: “The furnace can burn supernatural forces. Let’s release the fire from the furnace, using the corpses on the third floor as perfect fuel.”

“If everything goes smoothly, we might be able to ignite the third floor entirely, driving away all ghosts.”

Tong Qian looked at him in shock, seemingly frightened by his crazy idea.

“Li Yang, if the fire gets out of control, we’ll be burned alive. You know that fire can burn supernatural forces; under its blaze, our powers might completely fail.”

“It’s a relatively safe approach. If we slowly search for the door on the third floor, we won’t survive either.” Li Yang said.

Yang Jian slightly moved his gaze, looking at the nearly extinguished furnace, thinking quickly.

Li Yang’s idea was undeniably creative.

Using the piled corpses on the third floor, setting fire to burn everything clean, even driving away ghosts.

Of course, the only uncertainty is how large a fire the third-floor corpses can produce and its impact.

But this method is far better than risking entering the third floor.

“Let’s use Li Yang’s idea, ignite the third floor’s corpses with the furnace.” Yang Jian quickly decided.

In a few words, a wild idea was formed.

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