The chimes of the pendulum clock echoed, and everything in the entire area returned to half an hour earlier.
Yang Jian's disappearance was the best proof of that.
But looking at the Ghost Ship still before their eyes, all the captains understood in their hearts that this mission had failed. Even the Supernatural Pendulum Clock of the Wang Family's ancient house couldn't affect this Ghost Ship, and there was simply no way to make it disappear from sight, nor could it even interfere with its actions.
"Should I say that I overestimated the power of the Supernatural Pendulum Clock, or underestimated the terror of the Ghost Ship? The mission has failed, and we have no means left to stop this ship from landing. We can only watch as everything unfolds, even though we still have the nautical chart of the Ghost Ship in our hands, we are still powerless."
Leuk San looked at the now-anchored Ghost Ship, and his originally sallow face looked even more dismal.
