Mysterious Revival

Chapter 880 847 Dadong City Ancient Mansion

In a street of Dadong City.

A flash of red light.

A group of people appeared out of thin air on the road, ignoring the surprise and astonishment of the people around, and continued walking straight ahead.

Even before they arrived, the nearby pedestrians had already moved aside to make way.

"Captain, how credible do you think Wang Chaling's words just now were?" Feng Quan asked emotionlessly, his voice dull.

"Wang Chaling just said he was useless. Do you believe that? Don't bother with what he says. He has been appointed as captain by the headquarters and must have the strength and competence to convince others. We can't underestimate him. My visit to him was just to say hello and to let him know I'm here to handle the Pendulum Clock. I also wanted to gauge his attitude."

Yang Jian kept a cold face as he spoke while walking: "If he dares to hinder me, I'll deal with him too. But Wang Chaling perceived my intentions, so he sent the pocket watch as a gesture."

"He's not really trying to help me but wants to prove he has no connection with the Pendulum Clock and is willing to stand with headquarters. If things aren't clear at this point, it's suicidal."

"What if it really has nothing to do with Wang Chaling?" Tong Qian quietly asked.

Yang Jian said, "Don't be too naive. An organization like this surfaced under his jurisdiction, and they even dared to come to my Dachang City. It's not something he can simply disassociate himself from by saying it has nothing to do with him. Even if it genuinely doesn't, the word 'negligence' won't leave him. I can offer him the courtesy of sitting down for tea, or I can stand up and flip the table."

"It all depends on which step Wang Chaling wants to take."

"This guy has quite the patience, only making a decision at the very end to state his position."

He looked at the pocket watch in his hand, its hands were still moving, but it showed five-thirty, the same as the actual time.

"Was that conflict just now... real?" Li Yang asked in a deep voice. "Not just a bluff?"

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes: "Am I someone who likes to make empty threats? If Wang Chaling couldn't handle that move, I would have immediately invaded him with Ghost Shadow, not giving him a chance to play tricks. Now it seems this appointed captain measures up well; my probe made two ghosts appear behind him, but this is not his limit."

"In other words, Wang Chaling is at least controlling three ghosts, and there's a high chance he possesses supernatural items. He even mentioned his own Wang Family, indicating he's not alone but has a group. Otherwise, he couldn't remain so calm under the pressure of my small team."

A brief game of chess and tea drinking with Wang Chaling was a probing process for both sides.

"A game at the captain level? It's terrifying." Li Yang thought to himself silently.

Although their interaction appeared calm, one mishap could lead to a serious captain-level battle.

People at this level are too confident.

Yang Jian has been unrivaled since his debut, daring to kill anyone.

Wang Chaling calls himself useless, but in reality, he mobilized two ghosts at the slightest action from Yang Jian, and that was still with reservation.

After walking for a while.

Up ahead, an old Republic Era Ancient House with peeling walls covered in moss and ivy gradually came into view beside the street. The ancient house was neither hidden nor isolated, but was prominently situated there, with ordinary pedestrians still passing by nearby.

The only precaution was the rusty iron door in front of the mansion.

Though the iron door was over three meters high, it would still be relatively easy to get in if one really wanted to.

The style of the ancient house was more European, not the traditional Chinese style, and it was built mostly of blue bricks. Thus, even now it was still well-preserved, without any damage or collapse; only the window glass had shattered and remained unrepaired, leaving only empty window frames.

This mansion was much better than the one in Dachang City; with some renovations and yard cleaning, it could even be made habitable.

Yang Jian did not directly invade with Ghost Domain, as that would be too reckless, so he chose to approach the ancient house on foot along the nearby street.

"We are almost there. If we encounter any ghost controllers inside the ancient house, don't hesitate, just kill them. I don't want to be disappointed this time; I want to see your actions and coordination."

"Don't worry, with Daddy Xiong here, there won't be any problems," Xiong Wenwen confidently slapped his chest, indicating he had it under control.

Feng Quan, Tong Qian, and Li Yang all appeared more solemn.

Having suffered before, they knew the formidable nature and fearsome capabilities of these people, so they were not that optimistic.

Even though they were accompanied by Captain Yang Jian this time, there was no guarantee that there wasn't a captain-level figure inside the mansion housing the Pendulum Clock, or that they wouldn't encounter horrifying supernatural events.

"We are here."

They stopped walking.

Everyone stood before the rusty iron door.

Through the gaps in the iron door, the full view of the ancient house was revealed. The heavy main door was still solid, locked up with rusted chains, seemingly untouched for decades, but in the yard full of dried grass, many fresh human footprints could be seen, suggesting that the place was still accessed occasionally.

But with the main door locked and the iron door closed, what kind of people would move around in such an abandoned place?

Definitely not those curious passersby.

"Inside, something is not right."

Li Yang placed one hand on the iron door, which strangely began to twist and issued a creaking noise.

He then suddenly withdrew his hand with a changed expression.

"Inside there's a terrifying supernatural force at work. I tried to block it with Door-blocking Ghost, but the confrontation failed, and even the door was affected."

Li Yang was visibly shaken, retreating instantly after a small probe.

The twisted iron gate was not destroyed by him, but was interfered with by the supernatural power inside during the resistance.

You should know that doors influenced by him usually cannot be broken by ordinary ghosts, but in front of the yard of this ancient house, they lost their effectiveness and were suppressed without any resistance.

"It looks calm, but it's actually very dangerous. Wang Chaling indeed has a problem. This place is so perilous and yet it's not sealed off. If someone carelessly runs inside, they may never come out."

Feng Quan's gloomy voice sounded as he casually shook the rusty iron gate.

The lock on the gate immediately broke apart.

The twisted iron gate was opened.

Yang Jian didn't say anything, he just took the lead and walked to the front, ready to forcefully break into this long-abandoned ancient house.

But he had only taken a few steps when he suddenly stopped.

His gaze shifted.

He swiftly turned around to look behind him.

At this moment, numerous pedestrians on the roadside curiously looked towards them.

It seemed that their breaking of the long-unopened iron gate had drawn attention, or perhaps their group looked strange and attracted gazes, or it might be that they were all looking at the beauty, Huang Ziya.

In any case, there were quite a few onlookers.

But Yang Jian's gaze sharply focused on a man who was recording with his mobile phone.

The man wearing a hat and hoodie was dressed in a rather fashionable and avant-garde manner, looking nothing unusual, but the hand holding the phone was pale, rigid, thin, and covered in death spots.

At this moment.

The man seemed to notice Yang Jian's gaze, and the two exchanged a glance.

Afterward, he hurriedly put away his phone and turned to flee.

"Ignorant of the danger."

Yang Jian stood still.

The next moment.

A cracked golden spear appeared out of nowhere, piercing directly through his body and nailing him to the ground.

"Ghost Eye... Yang Jian?"

The man let out a hoarse growl, trying to pull out the spear, but his body was already unable to move, freezing in place in a twisted posture.

Soon.

After struggling briefly, there was no more movement.

"That person should not be a ghost manipulator." Huang Ziya said.

"A person eroded by supernatural power, his body has a terminal illness, it's cancer, he was also struggling to live. I helped him be set free." Yang Jian glanced over, withdrew his gaze, and the spear reappeared in his hand.

"Such people should not know us." Feng Quan said.

Yang Jian said, "Because he also has connections with this ancient house, he is most likely a surveillance personnel left outside upon notification, and if the others haven't run away, they should already be gathered inside the ancient house."

Saying this, he strode towards the ancient house.

He had only crossed about a meter past the iron gate.

Suddenly, everything nearby underwent a strange transformation.

The size of the yard suddenly increased, from a few dozen square meters full of weeds to a courtyard of thousands of square meters.

In the yard were randomly placed coffins of various ages made of old wood.

Some of these coffins were half-buried in the ground, some were simply placed on the ground, and some were lined up against the wall.

The air was filled with the smell of rotting corpses.

"Ghost Domain, huh?" Li Yang had seen this kind of situation before.

Previously in Dachuan City's Mingyue Community, it was just like this.

It looked fine from the outside, but once you entered the community, stepped into the Ghost Domain, a drastic change occurred immediately.

Ghost Domain isolates the realm of reality and the supernatural.

It looks normal on the outside, but only after truly understanding it would one know the horror it contains.

"Yang Jian, you shouldn't have come here."

Before he approached the ancient house, a deep voice carrying a warning drifted out from the hollow windows.