A single Ghost Candle, Yang Jian had only used it once since he received it.
He didn't carry it during that incident on the supernatural bus, so it wasn't used.
The only time was on the second floor of the hotel, but not much of it was used then, so the candle was essentially still intact.
Even so,
it had only resisted one ghost attack before it was nearly burnt out. The explosion of light that burst forth like a fireball seemed to have exhausted all the energy of the Ghost Candle, leaving only a small section remaining.
"Ah~!"
The incident happened too suddenly. After the light of the Ghost Candle burst open, Lin Luomei who was holding it couldn't help but scream, her voice indescribable and eerie, but it couldn't hide the fear and terror in her heart.
The remaining bit of the Ghost Candle, still burning with a green flame, fell from her hand.
It fell on the carpet at her feet and then extinguished with a click.
The light around them once again became dim.