Chapter 894 861 Separating to Take Action

Looking at the eerie, red wooden bench that was increasingly appearing across this floor, everyone felt it—the place had already been invaded by an unidentifiable paranormal force.

The malicious ghost was likely lingering nearby.

More importantly, this supernatural intrusion was silent and unobtrusive. Despite the presence of so many ghost wielders here, not a single one realized it. Only when Feng Quan noticed the red wooden bench by the door did he raise an alert.

“This paranormal incident shouldn’t waste our time. Yang Jian, let your team handle this situation here while the rest of us head to the ancient house,” Li Jun, who had turned back, said. He didn’t want to spend more time here.

This supernatural phenomenon might only lock down one building.

But if the ancient house outside were to have issues, the entire Dadong City would face catastrophe.

“I refuse to accept that arrangement.”

Yang Jian said, “I don’t think this paranormal incident is that straightforward. I have a suggestion: why don’t you and Wang Chaling scout the ancient house first, while I stay here with my team to deal with the current situation? If you need support, you can notify me immediately.”

“That works too.” Li Jun didn’t object.

After all, the distance wasn’t too far. Yang Jian’s Ghost Domain would allow him to arrive quickly.

“Wang Chaling, what’s your opinion?” Li Jun then turned to him.

“No objections. Whatever you two decide works for me.” Wang Chaling smiled faintly, seemingly easygoing. “I hope Team Yang handles this quickly and joins us soon. After all, none of us would want any unforeseen events to occur, would we?”

Yang Jian remained silent.

Li Jun said, “Alright, then let’s split up.”

With that, he activated his Ghost Domain and prepared to leave with Wang Chaling.

However, as Li Jun’s Ghost Domain spread, the red wooden bench across the corridor eerily wobbled.

The sinister green Ghost Flame attempting to spread outward was blocked, seemingly cut off. Its light could only encompass the interior of the room, unable to reach further distances. This interference restricted Li Jun’s Ghost Domain to the floor, and not even fully.

“It’s being disrupted—my Ghost Domain has been affected.” Li Jun’s expression changed.

Wang Chaling said, “It seems Yang Jian was right. This supernatural incident here is not simple. It might not be so easy to leave this place after all.”

“It’s merely interference with the Ghost Domain. We can still take the elevator down—it’s the same thing and doesn’t matter.” Li Jun remarked, continuing his actions without pause as he still quickly attempted to leave for the ancient house.

Soon.

Li Jun arrived at Wang Chaling’s private elevator and pressed the button.

The elevator doors opened.

Within, the lights were already extinguished, but it was still clear. A red wooden bench sat inside the elevator—both conspicuous and eerie.

“Another red wooden bench?” Li Jun pressed the elevator button again, but this time, there was no response.

The elevator had stopped working.

“Yang Jian, is your Ghost Domain experiencing interference too?” Li Jun’s face darkened as he turned to Yang Jian.

In terms of the Ghost Domain, Yang Jian was considered an expert.

Though many ghost wielders possessed Ghost Domains, only a scarce few could match Yang Jian’s level.

“Mine isn’t suffering major interference, but it’s still affected—and this interference is escalating. If I’m not mistaken, the ghost here is waking up,” Yang Jian answered.

“Let me escort you two down a floor. This way, you don’t waste too much time being trapped here. And take this pocket watch with you as well,” he added.

Then, his Ghost Eye reopened.

The Ghost Domain enveloped the area—red light illuminated the entire floor, overtaking the gloomy Ghost Flame’s glow and expanding outward, reaching from the top of the building to the ground outside.

But Yang Jian quickly noticed.

A red wooden bench appeared within his Ghost Domain—it obstructed his Ghost Eye’s vision, making the Domain incomplete and giving it a torn, fragmented sensation.

Nonetheless, Yang Jian successfully escorted Li Jun and Wang Chaling out.

In the blink of an eye.

Li Jun and Wang Chaling were already downstairs.

“It seems Yang Jian’s Ghost Domain was interfered with, otherwise it would’ve covered far more than this range,” Li Jun frowned, staring at the building’s lobby entrance.

At the lobby’s entrance, three red wooden benches stood horizontally, blocking the path in and out.

The area was eerily silent, devoid of people, sharply contrasting with the bustling surroundings.

At some unknown point, the people inside the building began mysteriously disappearing.

“Yang Jian doesn’t want to get involved with what’s happening in the ancient house. He’s simply looking for revenge. This sudden paranormal incident gives him the perfect excuse,” Wang Chaling remarked.

“Doesn’t matter. Besides, someone has to deal with things here anyway, and there needs to be someone outside overseeing matters. Yang Jian’s team staying here puts me at ease. Let’s go,” Li Jun said.

Wang Chaling’s gaze shifted slightly. He didn’t object.

After all, he wanted to see what was truly happening inside the ancient house—to understand why his parents had vanished after entering, with no sign of the clock and no return of themselves. He had initially hoped to use Yang Jian’s entry into the house as a chance for his mother to retrieve his father.

But Yang Jian came out, while his parents remained missing.

If this situation wasn’t resolved soon, the third generation of the Wang Family might face issues too.

“The rest of you can rest for now—I’ll handle things here with Feng Quan alone,” Yang Jian said, making arrangements.

He instructed the others to stay on this floor and not wander around.

“Just the two of you? Will that be alright?” Tong Qian asked skeptically.

Yang Jian replied, “More people won’t make a difference. If the situation can be resolved, I’ll take care of it. If it can’t, then having you all involved will only make things more dangerous. Your abilities aren’t particularly suited to handle this, especially since you’ve already used your supernatural powers during previous operations. Acting recklessly now will only hasten the ghost’s awakening.”

“So for now, your only priority is ensuring your own safety.”

“Well said! Hurry up and go—wrap this up early so we can head home soon. My mom just texted me asking when I’d be back for dinner.” Xiong Wenwen waved his hand, urging Yang Jian to leave quickly.

Huang Ziya asked, “What about the Ghost Child? Aren’t you bringing him along?”

“No need.”

Yang Jian finished speaking and gestured. Feng Quan approached with a stoic expression.

The two of them left the rest zone, heading down the hallway toward the emergency exit. Before leaving, Yang Jian closed the hallway door.

Once the door was shut and they’d walked away for a brief time.

Behind the door, another red wooden bench had mysteriously appeared, blocking the entrance and corridor once more.

“We should be able to handle things here. Why not stick with Li Jun and Wang Chaling?” Feng Quan asked as they walked. “Surely the ancient house poses a greater threat than this place does.”

“Of course I know that. But until I’d figured things out, I’m against moving together. That Wang Chaling is hiding something—I don’t trust him completely. Besides, the ancient house is extremely dangerous. In this scenario, observing first is the safest route. I didn’t crawl back to life just to die again so easily, would you want that?”

Yang Jian’s tone was cold.

Even though he was already akin to an anomaly himself, he remained exceedingly cautious.

Against ghost wielders, he could act arrogant. But when it came to matters involving the secrets of the Republic Era Ancient House, caution was unavoidable.

In front of the emergency exit.

Another red wooden bench blocked their path.

The eerie bench seemed to have grown in length, perfectly fitting to obstruct the corridor.

However, it wasn’t high enough—one could easily step over it without being truly impeded.

“Any thoughts?” Yang Jian asked as he eyed the bench.

Feng Quan said, “The red wooden benches appearing repeatedly are manifestations of paranormal power, not the ghost itself. That’s why Li Jun could touch them or even kick them over without any danger—he hasn’t engaged directly with the ghost. I suspect these benches function as the ghost’s medium, requiring a specific method or trigger to activate the ghost’s killing rules.”

He walked forward and placed his hand on the red wooden bench.

Just as he’d expected, the ghost did not appear, nor was he attacked.

“You’re right. Additionally, I haven’t found any trace of the ghost’s passage,” Yang Jian said as the Ghost Shadow beneath his feet shifted, covering the area around the bench.

Holding the cracked golden spear, he activated the Firewood Knife’s medium.

However, all he saw were the figures of the building’s staff—ordinary people. There were no signs of footprints left by a ghost.

Trying to locate the ghost with the Firewood Knife was futile.

“Yang Jian, do you think stepping over the bench directly would trigger the ghost’s murder rules and result in an attack?” Feng Quan’s eyes flickered with an idea of stepping over the red bench.

“If the ghost marked you, can you withstand it?” Yang Jian asked.

Feng Quan paused to think and replied, “I should be able to.”

“Forget it. There will surely be victims in this building. I’ll find someone freshly killed by the ghost to figure this out,” Yang Jian said as he began to investigate the building’s activity.

Soon.

Downstairs on another office floor.

Everything seemed normal—people were working overtime as usual, both men and women present.

But a terrified scream suddenly echoed, shattering the calm of the floor and attracting curious glances as people lowered their work and turned to investigate the sound.

“What happened?”

Someone walked over, curious.

At this moment, a red wooden bench had inexplicably appeared in the restroom corridor on that floor, blocking someone’s intent to enter the restroom.

Nearby.

A man in a shirt, about thirty years old, had bizarrely collapsed beside the red wooden bench. His face was purple, lifeless—death unusually unsettling.

The body was discovered by a female employee, who, upon seeing this scene, screamed in horror.

“The unlucky victim has appeared,” Yang Jian, atop the building, heard the commotion and immediately started moving.

He kicked aside the obstructing wooden bench and quickly hurried down the stairs toward the floor where the incident occurred.

Yang Jian didn’t use his Ghost Domain, as it was already interfered with. Besides, the distance wasn’t far—walking could get him there just as quickly.

Feng Quan silently followed him, glancing back at the wooden bench Yang Jian had kicked over.

At some unknown moment.

The bench had eerily righted itself.

“This is the floor,” Yang Jian said, arriving at the location.

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