If that old man really is a ghost, can Eric Clark handle him?

He also said that ghosts can't be killed.

Only ghosts can deal with ghosts.

Wait... could it be that Eric Clark is also a ghost?

In an instant, Brian Cooper felt his scalp tingle and a chill run through his body.

Was I just listening to a ghost giving a lecture?

What on earth is happening in this world?

But outside the classroom hallway, Eric Clark was still doing his best to hold back the old man, not letting him use the ghost domain again.

Once the ghost domain appears again, as long as those students are still inside it, even if they leave the classroom, there's no way they can walk out of here alive.

But the terror of this black-clothed old man had already surpassed his imagination; he had no idea how much longer he could hold on.

At this moment, everyone was frantically running down the stairs, like a group of frightened wild rabbits scattering in all directions.

First floor, second floor, third floor...

It was as if the hope of escaping was right in front of them.

But just as Jason Carter reached the corner of the stairs, a faint sizzling sound suddenly rang out, the lights in the stairwell instantly went out, and the entire staircase was plunged into darkness.

This darkness was so thick you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, and not a single glimmer of light could be seen through the windows.

"Ah~!"

As soon as the lights went out, a female student screamed in fright.

"Damn it, has Eric Clark reached his limit? Is the ghost domain going to appear again? What level of ghost is that old man, he's truly terrifying."

Cold sweat broke out on Jason Carter's face. In the darkness, he didn't dare linger and instead turned back and shouted, "Keep moving, don't stop!"

He actually didn't want to save these people, but he couldn't let them die inside the ghost domain.

Otherwise, the ghost domain would become even more terrifying.

They continued down the stairs in the dark. For those familiar with the environment, this wasn't too difficult.

But as they kept going down, after a while, Jason Carter suddenly stopped in his tracks—he realized something was wrong.

Not just him, Brian Cooper behind him also noticed something strange. At this moment, his whole body was tense, and he had already realized that the stairs they'd gone down seemed to be more than five floors... and there were still more stairs ahead.

"Everyone stop. Don't go any further."

As soon as Jason Carter stopped, the others behind him instinctively stopped as well.

In this situation, with everyone confused and only a few keeping calm, he seemed to have become the backbone of the group.

"Jason Carter, what's wrong, why did you stop?" a girl asked, her voice trembling.

"If you won't go, I will. I don't want to stay here and wait to die."

A boy, gripped by fear, kept moving forward and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

"Jason Carter, don't mess around, people could die because of this," someone else stopped and said, their voice choked with tears.

"Are you kidding me? From the fifth floor to here, haven't you counted how many flights of stairs we've gone down?" Jason Carter cursed.

"Who would count that when we're running for our lives?"

In a panic, it's true that not everyone would pay attention to such things—not everyone has a calm mind.

At this moment, Brian Cooper fell silent for a moment before speaking: "Before the lights went out, we had already reached the third floor and were heading down to the second and a half, but when we got there, the lights went out. Originally, if we went down one more floor, we could have gotten out, but since the lights went out, we've gone down at least three, maybe even four more floors. In other words, we're already underground."

"But this teaching building doesn't have a basement."

"Damn, Brian Cooper, can you not say such scary things at a time like this?" someone replied in the darkness.

"So what do we do now, keep going or not?"

"Maybe we should try going down a few more floors? Maybe Brian Cooper miscounted."

While everyone was discussing, suddenly a faint light appeared in the darkness—a female student, trembling, had turned on her phone's flashlight.

Phones still work?

Everyone was instantly overjoyed and hurriedly took out their phones to turn on their lights.

Immediately, a dozen beams of light lit up, but compared to the number of people in the class, it was far too few. Had the others gotten separated?

And strangely, the light wasn't as strong as usual, as if it was being suppressed by the surrounding darkness, only illuminating less than a meter ahead.

Beyond that was darkness as thick as ink.

This oppressive darkness made it almost impossible to breathe, as if you could get lost in it at any moment.

"Keep moving forward."

Jason Carter gritted his teeth—he had no other choice now.

This wasn't something that could be fought with human strength. All he could do was pray that Eric Clark was still alive and could hold off the ghost a little longer, and break this ghost domain.

Otherwise... everyone would probably be lost in this ghost domain forever, never able to get out.

They continued down the stairs.

This time, not just Jason Carter, but many students started counting the number of floors.

One floor, two floors, three floors...

The more they counted, the more panicked they became. When they reached the fifth floor and saw that the stairs ahead still weren't finished, everyone stopped in their tracks, their hands and feet turning cold, terror written on every face. At this moment, some girls broke down completely, collapsing to the ground and crying.

"We... we've already gone down five floors."