Mysterious Revival

Chapter 1606 - 2: Soul Summoning (Part 1)

Dayuan City.

Taiping Town, newly built sixty years ago, has now transformed into an ancient town full of a sense of history.

The mottled walls and uneven blue brick roads witnessed the town's former prosperity.

But the town has fallen into desolation again, as things change and people are gone.

Only some elderly residents remain living in the town, while most have gradually moved away for various reasons. Only during tourist season do some visitors come to play.

In Taiping Town, there is a shrine.

No matter how many years have passed, outsiders are still forbidden from entering.

At night, the shrine is empty, yet it has been tended to for sixty years without the slightest sign of decay.

Today, incense is burning in the shrine as usual, with a faint scent of sandalwood permeating the air.

At this moment.

A middle-aged woman, about fifty years old, wearing old floral clothes, stands motionless in front of the rows of memorial tablets. She looks at the names on the tablets with a slightly complex gaze, as if recalling something.

She is He Yiner.

The last person of Taiping Ancient Town.

The last generation of Soul Summoners.

"The new generation of supernatural resurgence has begun. Normally, as the Soul Summoner of Taiping Ancient Town, I should start nurturing new ghost tamers, reopen Ghost Street, and revitalize Taiping Ancient Town... even search for the right person to succeed me as the fifth generation Soul Summoner."

He Yiner sighed softly at this moment: "For this, I even made many plans and preparations, and even started planning to take action, but it's unnecessary now."

"Yang Jian is still alive. He has become that unique existence, possessing the ability to completely end the era of supernatural events. As the fourth generation Soul Summoner of Taiping Ancient Town, let it end here. Let this place become an ordinary town again; there is no need for the unfortunate supernatural to continue being passed on."

After thinking for a long time, He Yiner made a difficult decision in her heart.

She set aside the career she struggled for sixty years, willing to be swallowed by an era of peace, unwilling to let the title of Soul Summoner appear again in the supernatural circle.

"Without a Soul Summoner, the secrets of this shrine no longer need to be kept." He Yiner pondered for a moment and took out the relics carefully preserved under each memorial tablet.

These relics were meant to be passed down from generation to generation as the foundation of the Soul Summoners, to fight against those terrifying ghosts.

But now, these relics have lost their value because there won't be any more ghosts rampaging outside.

"Disturbing the spirits of the dead is not good, but they should know that today, the era of supernatural has ended, and they can rest in peace."

Looking at the pile of old relics in front of her, He Yiner took a deep breath, then her gaze became determined, without any hesitation, she directly used the supernatural ability of the Soul Summoners.

Using relics as a medium, she summoned the spirits of the deceased to linger in reality.

The returned spirits possess all the supernatural powers they had in life, aiding the Soul Summoner in dealing with various supernatural dangers.

However, the summoned spirits also retain their memories from life, which brings numerous uncertainties. There's a real chance that awakened spirits might be hostile to the Soul Summoner, and wouldn't hesitate to act against them. Thus, soul summoning is a risky endeavor.

He Yiner touched the pile of relics, and at this moment, strange white smoke began to pervade the surroundings.

The supernatural power of soul summoning affected this shrine.

After many years, that familiar cold aura spread once again.

"The souls summoned this time are dangerous, they were the top ghost tamers from the Republic of China Period. If they lose control, I might even be killed." He Yiner couldn't help but slowly retreat, trying her best to leave the area covered by the smoke.

Quickly.

He Yiner retreated to the entrance of the shrine.

Meanwhile, several cold and eerie figures had already appeared within the dense smoke.

"I didn't expect to awaken again. This kind of supernatural power should be that of the Taiping Ancient Town's Soul Summoner."

A hoarse and lifeless voice echoed, signaling the resurgence of the ghost tamers from the Republic of China period.

"Luo Qian, haven't heard your voice for a long time. What's happened this time for the Soul Summoner to summon all of us old guys out at once?" Another old yet indifferent voice responded.

A man with a face full of corpse spots and a body as cold as ice emerged from the white smoke; he was Luo Wensong, once the first manager of the Ghost Post Office.

"I haven't detected any other malicious ghosts around. Is the Soul Summoner recklessly using relics? Spending all the relics we left behind in life at once is not a wise move, cough cough."

A slight cough sounded, followed by an old woman bent over with a humped back, carrying an old bamboo basket, walking slowly out of the white smoke.

"Meng Xiaodong? How interesting it is that despite our deaths years ago, we have a chance to reunite." Then a pleasant laughter echoed, sounding like a ghost in the mountains, making one inexplicably uneasy.

A touch of red light emerged amid the white thick smoke, and a bizarre young woman wearing a cheongsam, elegant in posture and beautiful in appearance, appeared.

"Zhang Youhong? I'm truly envious, dying earlier than me and still reviving so young." Meng Xiaodong said, then sighed: "It's a pity we can't see Big Brother; even the Soul Summoner can't summon him."

"Luo Qian, Luo Wensong, Meng Xiaodong, Zhang Youhong... interesting. I can roughly guess the reason why these old antiques of ours have gathered." Another figure appeared within the smoke—a thin-skinned blind old man, smiling as he emerged.

He was Zhang Bohua, the last remaining legacy from the Republic of China Period.

"Zhang Bohua, the moment I saw you, I understood. It must be that unique exception you mentioned." A tall black figure suddenly appeared, shrouded in shadows, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

This person was Li Qingzhi, who once single-handedly sealed off a supernatural site.

His appearance signified the re-emergence of the top ghost-controller team from the Republic of China Period.

However, due to the uniqueness of Zhang Dong, even with relics left behind, there's no way for spirits to return.

"A unique exception? Who? I just used the Ghost Domain to scan an area of a hundred kilometers around, and besides the Soul Summoner at the door, there wasn't a single ghost controller or even a fierce ghost. Don't tell me the Soul Summoner is the exception; she's good, but not good enough for me to weigh."

Luo Wensong squinted, his finger covered with corpse spots tapping gently on his thigh, emanating a strong sense of danger as if ready to strike at any moment.

"Calm down, Luo Wensong, don't think of making a move at the slightest disagreement. Since you've determined the surroundings, you should know that a supernatural era without supernatural events is the greatest abnormality," Li Qingzhi said.

"So, it's not that there are no ghosts nearby, but that they've all been dealt with, which is why it's so peaceful outside?" Sexton Luo Qian's dead eyes turned slightly, eventually resting on He Yiner at the door.

"Who ended the supernatural era successfully?"

At this moment, Zhang Bohua became slightly excited. He never thought the thing he'd waited for all his life would actually succeed today.

Beside him, Zhang Youhong's eyes flickered with a playful smile, and Meng Xiaodong's old face tensed, also seriously looking at He Yiner.

The six top ghost controllers from the Republic of China Period were all waiting for that answer to emerge.

He Yiner, who had seen many ups and downs, still felt immense pressure at this moment. She calmed herself before speaking: "You're all veterans in the supernatural world, there's no need for me to explain too much, and you've guessed why I summoned you."

"The supernatural era has completely ended, there will no longer be a need for Soul Summoners in Taiping Ancient Town, nor for you spirits to reappear in the world. So this is my last summoning. I want you to see this beautiful future."

"Of course, I am not the one who ended the supernatural era."

"Where is he? We still have time for the summoning. With my ability, there's still time to meet him," Zhang Bohua immediately asked.

Luo Wensong squinted, "If it's too far, it won't work; I still want some time to weigh this young fellow."

"Luo Wensong, give it a rest. Anyone who can end the supernatural era must have surpassed any one of us. If you think about weighing others, you probably aren't even qualified." Luo Qian coldly retorted, his face like a lifeless carcass.

"So... where is the person?" Meng Xiaodong asked.

He Yiner promptly replied, "He is everywhere."

With those words.

The six top ghost controllers from the Republic of China Period were momentarily stunned before sizing up their surroundings once more.

"I see, does it require a medium to see him?" Li Qingzhi quickly realized, speaking in a deep voice, "Tell me, what is the medium?"

"A name. When the supernatural appears, someone calls out that name, and he will manifest," He Yiner at this moment pulled out a newspaper.

The newspaper was three months old, privately published by a reporter named He Feng. It's said this reporter He Feng was investigated and confined for it, though he was later released for some reason.

The newspaper had only one page, depicting the existence of ghosts in this world and some hidden truths.

In the middle of the page, however, were two large characters, almost taking up the entire page.

"Is this name the medium?" Meng Xiaodong's expression shifted subtly as if the name rang a bell.

Luo Wensong said, "Zhang Bohua, let me be the first to witness this person who can end the supernatural era."

After he finished speaking, he called out the name without hesitation.

"Yang Jian!"

Under the fulfilled conditions, these two words had already become taboo in the supernatural circle. The moment they were uttered, changes occurred above Taiping Ancient Town.

The night sky was suddenly engulfed by a dazzling golden light.

Within the golden light appeared a staircase reaching toward the sky.

The steps seemed to be forged from gold, radiant and captivating, and at the end of the staircase stood a figure like a divine presence that dared not be gazed upon directly.

Common folk could not perceive this figure clearly, only vaguely seeing that he held a long red spear, with a terrifying eye on his forehead.

And with this figure's arrival, the entire Taiping Ancient Town appeared enwrapped in raging flames, blazing fiercely.

The blazing fire had no impact on the ordinary people asleep at night, but within the sea of flames, eerie and terrifying ghostly figures could be seen. These ghosts howled in the fire, emitting disturbing cries, like a scene from hell.

The six top ghost controllers from the Republic of China Period furrowed their brows slightly, speechlessly gazing up at the sky toward that unfathomable figure like a deity.

As veterans of the supernatural circle, they could clearly feel how terrifying this person who supposedly ended the supernatural era truly was.

However, the more that was the case, the more restless they felt inside.

"If the six of us join forces, could we possibly weigh this unique exception who ended the supernatural era?" Luo Wensong squinted, still eager to act.

The others, hearing this, felt slightly tempted.

If even the six of them combined were not a match, then the future of this world would indeed be truly bright.