I can rewind time to prevent death

Zhang Xiaomo was startled and dodged back, extending her right hand and actually grabbing a hold of the long hair that seemed to be moving at a great speed.

A black mist surged, and the hair twisted and struggled, but to no avail, quickly dissipating into nothingness.

"Rewind!"

"Damn! Dare to kill my Xiaomo!"

The scene before his eyes shifted, and Yan Junze reappeared at the moment he had just entered the conference room through the gap in the exterior wall's glass with Lin Guo.

He barely hesitated, immediately rushing in front of Lin Guo to pull open the door of the meeting room.

The scene before the rewind he had seen all too clearly.

Yan Junze could be sure that the standing Zhang Xiaomo was definitely not Xiaomo herself, although he didn't know why the other party had Zhang Xiaomo's memories and could engage in such fluent conversation with him.

Even the posture and the way of speaking were exactly the same, making it extremely hard to find any flaws; he almost believed her.

But he still firmly believed that the Zhang Xiaomo lying on the ground was the real one and the person who had killed her with a pen was undoubtedly a duplication by the Possession Spirit.

First, the dead Zhang Xiaomo never transformed into black mist, which was completely different from the usual performance after killing a Possession Spirit—this point alone was enough to make Yan Junze suspicious.

Secondly, although he didn't know why a hair that seemed to have come to life would emerge from the head of the dead Zhang Xiaomo, this hair was obviously attacking the standing Zhang Xiaomo.

The counterattack of the standing Zhang Xiaomo seemed nonsensical to Yan Junze, and was nearly enough for him to confirm her true identity.

That spirited hair just vanished into black mist between the fingers of this Zhang Xiaomo, right under Yan Junze's eyes.

The real Zhang Xiaomo didn't have this ability; such method of attack was obviously the standard trick of a Possession Spirit.

Perhaps, a Possession Spirit could replicate the body, thoughts, and memories of the person being copied, making it impossible for acquaintances to spot any flaws.

Yan Junze could only guess this.

Lin Guo, seeing him becoming so hurried after entering the building, couldn't help but feel puzzled and quickly followed behind.

Once Yan Junze entered the corridor, he immediately strode towards the office with the glass door.

At this moment, the sound of a pen holder falling was heard.

Lin Guo, who was behind, paused and prompted, "There's someone over there!"

Yan Junze had already rushed toward this office and pushed the door open; his flashlight shone on the side of the black desk.

There, a Zhang Xiaomo was pinning another Zhang Xiaomo to the ground, holding a pen and stabbing towards her head.

The Zhang Xiaomo lying on the ground was desperately resisting, kicking wildly, but it seemed she couldn't shake off the person on top in the short term.

Just then, the eyes of the two struggling figures glanced over.

"Yan Junze!"

Almost in unison, the two shouted, "Junze, come help quickly, it's a Possession Spirit!"

"Ah!" Lin Guo's voice came from behind, clearly, the four-star Exorcist was also surprised, not expecting to witness such a bizarre scene.

Yan Junze walked over with the Black Spirit Umbrella in hand.

He glanced at both Zhang Xiaomos and then without hesitation, plunged the sharp tip of the Black Spirit Umbrella into the chest of the Zhang Xiaomo lying under and struggling.

The tip of the umbrella pierced in an instant; the Zhang Xiaomo on the ground looked startled.

The Zhang Xiaomo on top of her took the opportunity to drive the pen deep into her temple.

This pen was a ballpoint pen.

And at this moment, the Zhang Xiaomo lying on the ground was also holding a pen in her right hand, but this pen was the magnetic knife that Yan Junze had seen before the rewind.

The situation had become very clear; this time he had entered a bit earlier, and it was during this time that the Possession Spirit, initially lying on the ground, had overpowered, reversing the positions and pinning down the previously dominant Zhang Xiaomo, then finishing her off with a magnetic knife.

Yan Junze's guess was confirmed in just a few seconds.

After helping Zhang Xiaomo up, the remaining one who had been stabbed by the umbrella began to tremble, turning into billows of black mist.

Yan Junze didn't hesitate, immediately opened the Black Spirit Umbrella and absorbed all the rising black mist, then a small dot appeared and disappeared.

The series of encounters and transformations had happened in the blink of an eye, too quickly; Lin Guo, following behind, hadn't fully grasped what had happened before the fight was over.

The real Zhang Xiaomo was rescued.

Holding Zhang Xiaomo's hand, feeling the warmth from her fingertips further proved that the person Yan Junze had rescued was real.

"What happened?" Yan Junze asked.

"I dropped my magnetic knife in the server room, Yao Zhongyong was alone holding off three strong Possession Spirits there, and I ran out with the other team members. Then we encountered Possession Spirits that could replicate humans, and we all got separated," Zhang Xiaomo explained.

But soon, her expression turned grim, "I heard the other team members screaming, but I don't know if it was them or the Possession Spirits."

"We have to find them one by one, dead or alive," Yan Junze said.

"Now that we're sure the server has been destroyed, that means Yao Zhongyong is probably gaining the upper hand against the three Possession Spirits," Lin Guo spoke at this moment. "But I'm still worried about his safety."

Yan Junze nodded, "Then let's split up. Xiaomo and I will look for the rest of the team members, and you go to the server room."

"Okay," Lin Guo agreed promptly, adding with concern, "These Possession Spirits are very strange, just search this floor. If it goes beyond this area, give up and don't bother with it anymore."