Yang Jian followed the Evil Houndâs tracks, venturing deep into the supernatural realm.
The surroundings were dark, with roaming spirits everywhere.
He didnât know his exact location, only that if he continued, it would be easy to lose his way, making it uncertain if he could find his way back.
âItâs time to give up.â
Although Yang Jian didnât stop walking, he slowed his pace. He was too deep in now, and even he started considering giving up.
This place seemed endless; anyone continuing would feel uncertain.
Wandering spirits alone werenât the main issue.
The real problem was the terrifying ghosts mingled among them. If Yang Jian wasnât vigilant, seeing further and using Ghost Flame to open the way, he wouldâve encountered many dangers.
If it were someone else, they would have faced at least five supernatural attacks by now.
âAre we not going further?â Liu Qi noticed Yang Jian slowing down and stopping and couldnât help asking.
Yang Jian said, âAt this point, we might need to learn to give up. Wang Shanshan is too deep in. If we keep going, we might end up trapped here forever. But going back now poses no danger. Otherwise, continuing forward is uncertain.â
As he spoke, he glanced down.
A puddle of water had formed beneath his feet, but it was spreading slowly, with some even disappearing as if being repelled, unable to remain there.
This was the depths of the supernatural realm, and even the Ghost Lake was affected.
Thatâs why Yang Jian thought of giving up.
Otherwise, using the lake water as an anchor, he wouldnât worry about being trapped here.
âWeâve come so far; giving up now would be a shame. I feel Wang Shanshan might be just ahead.â Liu Qi said, looking into the distance.
The distance was still filled with unfamiliar wandering spirits, with no living human in sight.
It was eerily silent around, with only heavy footsteps echoing on the road, creating a sense of oppression and suffocation.
âDid you find something?â Yang Jian immediately asked.
Liu Qi shook his head and replied, âNo, I havenât found anything, just a vague feeling.â
âA supernatural premonition?â
Yang Jian pondered for a moment, âSince you have this feeling, letâs go forward a bit. If we still donât find Wang Shanshan, Iâll have to give up.â
He made his decision.
Liu Qi nodded in agreement.
After all, since starting down this path, theyâd traveled dozens of kilometers without any result.
Yang Jian decided to proceed ten more kilometers.
If they hadnât found Wang Shanshan by then, he would retreat immediately.
They moved on, noticing the number of wandering spirits decreasing, with less on the road. It was unclear if this change was good or bad.
Yang Jian remained indifferent, quickening their pace with Liu Qi.
Walking a full five kilometers.
Though the number of spirits decreased, the surroundings remained unchanged.
Continuing forward another three kilometers.
The situation stayed the same.
Without finding Wang Shanshan, Yang Jian called the Evil Hound back, letting it track again.
The Evil Hound turned and dashed further in.
Seeing this, Yang Jianâs face turned grim.
He even suspected the dog might be leading them astray.
âAnother two kilometers,â Yang Jian took a deep breath and moved forward.
He had already prepared to turn back, as the remaining two kilometers were unlikely to lead him to Wang Shanshan, but he wanted to complete his set goal to avoid future regrets.
âThere seems to be something ahead.â
Suddenly, a few hundred meters ahead, Liu Qiâs pale eyes caught a flickering light. It wasnât the glow of Yang Jianâs Ghost Flame but the colorful illumination of neon lights.
Yang Jian furrowed his brow, squinting into the distance.
The number of spirits decreased again, with no obstruction to his view, so he could see further.
Indeed.
In the distance, there was the faint flicker of colorful neon lights.
âIs that⊠across the road?â Yang Jian hesitated, unsure of what the neon lights marked.
âLetâs go check it out.â
Facing some risk, he decided not to hesitate anymore and headed toward the neon lights.
He and Liu Qi moved quickly.
Soon enough, the lights drew closer.
Only then did Yang Jian realize that the neon light was not across the road but part of a wooden building standing in the middle of the road.
The building had two stories with tightly shut doors, seeming to have been sealed for ages.
Yet, under its eaves were many lights, flickering in various colors.
âWhat a strange place.â Yang Jian couldnât help but be startled.
In this haunted realm stood a solitary wooden house, clearly man-made despite its abandoned appearance. It was inexplicable why such a structure existed here.
Moreover, there were no spirits around the wooden house.
The few spirits roving the vicinity deliberately avoided the house, unwilling to approach.
âLooks like weâve come to the wrong place,â Liu Qi commented, sounding a bit disappointed.
Yang Jian continued toward the house, âWeâre here, might as well see if thereâs anything to discover.â
Soon,
he approached the wooden house.
The building wasnât small. After circling it once, Yang Jian found the entrance and cautiously approached.
The wooden door was unlatched, merely shut carelessly.
Perhaps, this place faced no threats from the living or the spirits, so there was no need to lock it.
Yang Jian pushed it slightly open and peeked inside, his expression changing instantly.
Inside the house were rows of old coffins.
The coffins had faded, covered in dust, with at least a dozen inside, their contents unknown.
âThe coffins shouldnât hold ghosts; given the ghosts around, thereâs no need to prepare so many coffins for confinement. If theyâre not for ghosts, they likely store humans or something specialâŠâ
Yang Jian observed carefully, reluctant to step inside.
He felt uneasy, unwilling to provoke danger without reason.
âBetter not go in,â Liu Qi suggested, having observed within, carefully keeping his voice low.
âIâm just looking, not planning to enter.â Yang Jianâs ghost eye scanned the interior.
Suddenly.
He saw small hand and footprint marks on a coffin lid.
âThose are⊠traces left by the Ghost Child.â Yang Jian identified the prints immediately.
âSure enough, Wang Shanshan came here with the Ghost Child.â
Finding a clue, Yang Jian felt a surge of excitement.
This confirmed the Evil Hound was guiding them in the right direction, though the deep journey had made him skeptical.
Yet.
Given Wang Shanshanâs abilities, even with the Ghost Childâs protection, it seemed improbable for her to have ventured so far. If not for fatigue, the dangers along the way would have been fatal.
Unless, something was leading Wang Shanshan.
Yang Jian pondered, considering this possibility.
Then he continued his examination.
He noticed the Ghost Childâs tracks circled inside, leading to another backdoor exit without staying long in the house.
Clearly.
The Ghost Child merely surveyed the place before leaving again.
But when Yang Jian circled to the backdoor, he found it wouldnât open. From outside, it didnât even appear as a door.
âVery strange.â
Yang Jianâs curiosity deepened.
If the backdoor wouldnât open, where did the Ghost Child go after entering and leaving?
Did it vanish to another location?
Or did the Ghost Child retrace its steps out the front door?
Yet Yang Jian didnât see the Ghost Childâs returning footprints.
âYang Jian, seems like a light turned on upstairs.â At that moment, Liu Qi, who had been observing outside, whispered.
He saw a yellow light illuminate the upper floor.
The light brightened the entire second level, casting an eerie glow.
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