"Is that a dead person lying there? Who could it be?"
Yang Jian stared at the human-shaped outline on the bed, trying to peer through it with his ghostly vision, but astonishingly, he discovered that there was no bed at all in the sightline of his ghostly vision.
Inconceivable.
Completely incomprehensible.
Within the sightline of his ghostly vision, there was not a trace of the bed, nor the body on it—only an empty space, as if nothing existed there.
Yang Jian fell silent.
The situation here was more complex than he had imagined.
There actually existed a supernatural force that could shield the very sightline of his ghostly vision.
This meant that his ghostly vision was severely affected.
Although in the past, when he observed the ghost painting, his ghostly vision would close due to being suppressed, he was still able to see the painting clearly, but now it's utterly useless.
However, whichever phenomenon it was, it could only prove one thing.
