My Cell Prison-Chapter 1156 - 1155: Ghost Gate

"Guangbin, follow me."

"Okay..."

Having truly witnessed Han Dong’s strength, the young bartender was no longer afraid of the Dark Organization... In his heart, perhaps only Hong could pose a certain threat to this young man.

Following Han Dong’s leap from the hill,

the bartender, carrying the head, immediately caught up and hurried to Han Dong’s front, serving his role as the Lantern Bearer.

Upon really setting foot in the Random Burial Mound, he immediately felt the gaze of dozens of pairs of eyes.

The Random Burial Mound could be likened to an apartment complex for the Dark Organization, where each member had their own underground suite.

The arrival of outsiders startled all the residents.

Moreover, they all sensed that the deaths of Yan, Mei, and the Iron Zombie were closely related to this intruder, and residuals of their fellow members’ scent lingered on the young man.

The red glow emitted by the human-headed lantern illuminated the surroundings as terrifying fierce ghosts closed in.

One after another, fierce and evil spirits, under the enhancement of the Yin Qi at Random Burial Mound, received a 30% overall boost... Along with the sheer number advantage, they were certain to tear the intruder into thousands of pieces.

Just as the fierce ghosts were about to approach,

a domain spread out from beneath Han Dong’s feet...

In fact, even Han Dong was seeing such a domain for the first time. Influenced by the arm of the Headless, the domain level was forcibly upgraded, having reached the level of "Influencing Reality."

It was also endowed with a kind of demon attribute.

The Random Burial Mound couldn’t resist the domain effect released by Han Dong and was immediately covered by it.

Centered around Han Dong, a twenty-meter radius around him turned entirely into the Forest Ghost Realm... Headless soldiers, wrapped in resentment, crawled out from the grim ground, viewing Han Dong as their leader.

At the same time, the domain underwent an interaction.

Since Han Dong’s original domain was already influenced by the "Pharaoh’s Will," now the two interacted. There was no rejection, but rather a fusion into a peculiar and extremely dangerous domain.

The Ghost Realm materialized in the form of a desert.

The properties of these headless soldiers also changed along with it; some were wrapped in bandages, others left with multiple small holes from which black sand grains continuously flowed out.

The weapons in their hands were constructed of sand crystals, some even holding magic staffs capable of releasing Yin Qi magic.

The instant the domain was formed, some fierce ghosts who attempted to attack Han Dong were swept into it.

The fierce ghosts within the domain found the sand beneath their feet swiftly turning into quicksand, unable to escape, forcefully sinking... Until they were completely submerged, headless mummies floated up and joined Han Dong’s ranks.

Such a scene, unseen before by these fierce ghosts, scared them into retreating.

Only the bartender guiding Han Dong remained unaffected.

"Guangbin, you go ahead and lead the way."

"Yes..."

The bartender also mustered his courage, carrying the lantern head in the lead, all the while revealing a confident smile.

He had never had such a glorified moment, walking forward under the watchful eyes of murderous ghosts.

When they were about to reach the central area of the Random Burial Mound, a few fearless fierce ghosts crazily charged over in a frenzied attempt to thwart their progress.

Han Dong merely lightly lifted his left arm, making a grabbing motion.

The fierce ghosts soaring through the air exploded one after another, their flesh turning into grains of sand, further expanding the domain’s coverage area.

Quickly,

Han Dong, with his hands in his pockets, arrived at the center - The Giant Pit.

This place resembled a large crater left behind by a meteorite strike... The inside of the crater was filled with hair, slowly flowing under the manipulation of some energy.

Han Dong’s Demon Eye immediately activated the ’telescope’ effect, focusing on the central region amid the dense hair.

A woman, identical to the one in his memory, appeared before his eyes.

The woman was seated in front of a dressing table, meticulously applying makeup... using all six of her arms to expedite the process.

One hand was smearing on glossy lipstick,

one hand held a wooden comb, allowing her vertically descending hair to cover most of her face, revealing only the lips that were being painted,

two hands worked together to slip into a red coat that had been prepared for a long time, buttoning it up,

one hand reached down to pick up high heels,

and the last hand held a rouge powder, gently applying it to the exposed regions not covered by clothes, concealing some ugly mottled skin decay.

When the dressing was done.

The woman’s body slowly rose from the pile of hair, facing the [intruder] standing at the edge of the large pit... a subtle connection was being reestablished.

There was no conversation.

The woman merely raised her hand painted with rouge to indicate to Han Dong to wait where he was.

However, it was this simple waving gesture.

That caused a large piece of flesh to fall off the surface of her arm.

Revealing stark white bones, it was clear to see a large quantity of hair tied between bone and flesh... as if the hair were used to bind the skin to the bones, preventing it from falling off.

Upon seeing this, the woman quickly filled the gap with thick rouge powder.

Han Dong did not respond with words but just gently nodded his head.

Although the connection between them was weak, he could almost be certain that this "Hong" was Chen Li... but it seemed that there had been significant changes overall, including individual character and consciousness.

At the same time, Han Dong noticed another important issue.

Compared to various types of fierce ghosts in the Dark Organization, Chen Li was still a [Living Human]... despite emitting a dense Yin Qi, Han Dong could sense the vitality of her body and the faint beating of her heart.

However, although she was a [Living Human].

Her body was almost in a state of near disintegration, even worse than that of a centenarian.

"So, this is your plan?" Han Dong had figured out the woman’s thoughts, sitting leisurely at the edge of the pit, quietly watching the ’performance’ that would follow.

The woman, elegantly made up, began to manipulate all the hair collected over the year.

Under her control, the hair began to organize in a pattern, intricately woven.

And ultimately, it constructed an ’execution scaffold.’

The woman climbed a spiral staircase to the very top of the scaffold, where the noose made of the essence of all the hair awaited its use.

That’s right.

The whole purpose of her efforts was for this moment—[suicide].

A state of near death + a medium of resentment (hair) infused with the vengeance of all ghostly beings.

Under such conditions, suicide would cast off the shell that should have long ago been discarded, thus forming the strongest malevolent spirit in the current world.

Her black hair, long decayed, still fixed her gaze on Han Dong at the edge of the pit, her red lips slightly upturned as she placed her head through the noose.

Securing the noose.

After struggling for a little over a minute, the body on the brink of collapse turned directly into dust on the scaffold, leaving only a dark, withered skeleton draped in talisman paper and filled with intense resentment hanging from the noose.

In an instant.

All the hair that constructed the scaffold converged towards the skeleton.

The strong resentment tinted the sky red...

A [Ghost Gate] engraved with the Tree of Truth – a stone door emanating dense Yin Qi and riddled with cracks, from which arms continuously tried to stretch out.

"Hmm? The gate is opening! Is this another variant of the Door of Truth?"