âIs this the Ghost Lake?â
Emerging from a thick fog, Feng Quan stepped out onto the outskirts of Zhongzhou City. This area wasnât desolate; there were newly constructed residential areas and villa clusters nearby, but all were dark and devoid of inhabitants.
The air here, nonetheless, was exceptionally humid.
Under the shroud of cold, a lake was gradually manifesting, as if a phantom slowly turning into reality.
This was a supernatural invasion.
The invasion was swift; if nothing significant occurred, this cold lake would fully enter the realm of reality.
Once the invasion completed, the consequences were unknown to anyone.
âThis is bad.â Seeing this, Feng Quanâs face changed.
Experience told him that the appearance of Ghost Lake indicated problems with Yang Jianâs mission; it was even obstructed, otherwise Ghost Lake wouldnât manifest here.
Feng Quanâs guess was correct.
The operation to handle Ghost Lake had indeed failed.
The fate of several captains wasnât good. Shen Lin was invaded by a malicious spirit, now lost in memories; Li Jun fell into Ghost Lake with his ghost makeup dissolving, losing consciousness; Leuk San survived but was barely able to protect himself, even Yang JianâŠ..
No.
Yang Jian was an exception; he hadnât failed.
Right now.
Yang Jian, submerged at the lakeâs bottom, suddenly opened several crimson eyes. The eyes surfaced at various places on his body, emitting a faint red light in the darkness, perceiving everything around like a malignant spirit.
This moment.
His body, initially invaded and paralyzed, regained movement.
Some influence and shackles vanished.
âIâve recovered?â Yang Jian, after a brief wait, felt the cold, stiff discomfort on his body completely disappear.
Not only was his movement unaffected, but he also found being in water more comfortable than on land, as if he had merged with the lake.
âIs this an illusion, or some transformation I cannot articulate?â
Yang Jian was puzzled, uncertain if he was invaded by the supernatural force of Ghost Lake, or inexplicably acquired part of the paranormal power within.
Regardless, he felt strangely good.
Driven by curiosity, Yang Jian casually waved his hand.
An incredible scene unfolded.
The cold lake water capable of submerging even vicious spirits tore open a huge opening before him, rolling waves forming a vacuum underwater area, with both sides of the lake remaining separated and unable to merge.
âItâs indeed not an illusion; I can control Ghost Lake.â
Seeing this scene, Yang Jian was more astounded, wondering why he suddenly connected with Ghost Lake when he was previously tormented to the brink of despair, and the situation turned on its head so quickly.
âNow doesnât seem like the time to consider this; the most crucial task now is handling the ghosts within Ghost Lake.â
He set aside his musings, resolving to address his current state later, for now, knowing his condition was restored, Ghost Lakeâs grip had loosened its hold on him, and he could even deploy supernatural powers in water.
This opportunity must not be missed.
Without hesitation, Yang Jian rapidly swam towards the nearby black coffin, urged forward by the lake rather than swimming himself, feeling free to navigate within Ghost Lake.
âThud! Thud!â
With a dull landing sound, Yang Jian stood atop the black coffin, feet planted on the lid, holding a cracked long spear.
The ghost hadnât appeared, only strands of black hair drifted from a corner of the opened coffin.
The black coffin was unusual, preventing a full view inside.
Yang Jian was bold; now capable of free movement and utilizing paranormal power, fear did not linger. He kicked forcefully, pushing the black coffinâs lid aside.
Should a ghost reside in the black coffin, Yang Jian chose direct confrontation with the malicious spirit.
âIf the ghost attacks me, I simply need to withstand the assault and pin down the ghost, which should bring the Ghost Lake incident to an end.â Yang Jian thought.
Though naive, he proceeded accordingly.
The coffin lid fell.
Yang Jian hovered over the coffin, locking his ghost eyes onto everything within.
At this moment, he saw.
Saw the scene inside the black coffin.
No horrors or bloody scenarios unfolded.
Inside the coffin lay quietly a person, precisely a female corpse; but upon seeing her, Yang Jianâs eyes widened in shock and disbelief.
âHow could this be?â
He stared intently at the corpse in the coffin, unable to trust the spectacle before him.
The female corpse seemed recently deceased, her skin still somewhat rosy, most notably clad in strikingly familiar attire.
It was the headquartersâ uniform.
Matching the outfit previously worn by Cao Yang.
This indicated that the person in the coffin was also a key figure.
The figures associated with Ghost Lake were three: Captain Cao Yang, Zhongzhou Cityâs overseer Cheng Haw, and a female captain named Yinzi, who had long vanished.
Now.
The clothing, appearance of the corpse affirmed everything.
The corpse belonged to the long-missing Captain Yinzi, rumored to be the Ghost Post Officeâs Fifth Floor Messenger, and one of the headquarters captains.
Yang Jianâs expression fluctuated; he couldnât comprehend why Captain Yinzi lay within the black coffin submerged in Ghost Lake, or if Yinzi lay in the coffin, where was the ghost?
âThe coffin lid opened partially when submerged; perhaps the ghost was freed then, no longer in the coffin, while I misled myself believing it was inside.â
He thought quickly, his hand gripping the cracked long spear unable to strike.
The female corpse wasnât the malignant spirit within Ghost Lake; Yang Jian had no need to act.
However, as he pondered.
Suddenly.
The black-haired corpse in the coffin abruptly opened her eyes.
Those eyes empty, pale, devoid of life.
Yet a gruesome smile stretched on her rigid face.
A mere glance startled Yang Jian.
Instinctively, he realized: this was no living being.
Understanding this, Yang Jian acted decisively.
The cracked long spear descended, pinning down the female corpse with the Coffin Nail capable of skewering any malicious spirit.
The Coffin Nail pierced through her, even nailing through the coffin beneath.
Undoubtedly, the strike succeeded.
However, reality wasnât as favorable as imagined; before his eyes, the corpse inside the coffin rapidly dissolved.
Indeed.
Yang Jian wasnât mistaken; the corpse melted, instantaneously dissolving like water.
The corpse vanished swiftly, leaving only her uniform pinned to the coffin.
âItâs goneâŠâ Yang Jian observed in silence.
Another transformation he couldnât grasp.
Yang Jian seized the clothes within the coffin, inspecting them, even finding a long-unused phone amidst them.
Undoubtedly, it was Captain Yinziâs attire; the previous occupant indeed was her.
But as he sought answers.
Suddenly.
A pale female hand rested on his shoulder from behind.
Once more, the cold, numb sensation enveloped him entirely.
Following that, black hair drifted around him, accumulating, shrouding the area, a female corpse manifesting in the water, slowly descending, finally eerily lying upon him.
Yang Jianâs face hardened as he turned, slightly stiff, to look.
He saw the familiar face of Captain Yinzi.
But the countenance revealed a sinister smile; the vacant, dead eyes held no semblance of human emotion.
âThatâs the ghostâŠâ Yang Jian realized.
The corpse of Captain Yinzi was the malignant spirit within Ghost Lake.
But the next moment.
Yang Jianâs body rapidly dissolved⊠swiftly transforming into water and vanishing, leaving only the cracked long spear standing in the coffin.
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