The fifth layer of the Black Umbrella was even more terrifying than imagined. If Yang Jian hadn't commandeered the supernatural bus this time, he would undoubtedly have died here—even Ghost Lake's supernatural power wouldn't have sufficed. So at this moment, Yang Jian felt somewhat fortunate, grateful that he hadn't chosen to deal with this supernatural event earlier; otherwise, he wouldn't have lived to see today.
Fortunately, after a round of confrontation, Yang Jian had already found the real Black Umbrella, leaving only one step to solve this supernatural event.
But the dangers faced in taking that step smoothly are still significant.
"Finding the correct umbrella among more than twenty, and I can't use Ghost Lake, nor can I call on Wang Shan, which means I can only act personally and cannot make a mistake. One mistake might send me into the sixth layer of the Black Umbrella," Yang Jian frowned, still pondering a solution.
