The sky was thick with dark clouds, dim and oppressive.
Drizzle shrouded the entire city of Ta, carrying an inexplicable chill and damp cold. Even in a thick down jacket, anyone would shiver uncontrollably in weather like this.
On the main street.
Wan Ling and the few remaining members of his team sat in a sorry state beneath the awning of a shop.
Their team of more than twenty people now had only five or six left. The other dozen or so had all died inside the headquarters building of the Patrol Brigade.
"This rain is heavy with yin energy. It's a type of Supernatural Phenomena."
"For ordinary people, even slight exposure would be enough to make them seriously ill. Even Awakened, if they aren't strong enough, will run into trouble if they stay out in the rain for too long."
Li Xin emerged from the alley nearby, holding a black umbrella.
He looked relatively calm.
"This rain is connected to Fishbone Temple. Last year, when that Mysterious Old Man emerged from Fishbone Temple, it also rained like this near Ta. It lasted half an hour, and more than a hundred people died."
Wan Ling reached out and touched a raindrop, feeling a bone-chilling cold seep into his skin.
Yet no water remained on his palm.
"This rain can kill people. There are also other bizarre things in it, though it's uncertain whether they're Vicious Ghosts or strange tales. Most of the victims died from severe illness, but a few died in very strange ways."
"They looked as though they had drowned, but their bodies also bore extensive burns."
"It's clearly a Supernatural Attack."
Wan Ling knew the Supernatural Events that had occurred in Ta like the back of his hand.
Regardless of what his original purpose in coming to