Li Dan swept his gaze over the crowd and soon spotted several unusual figures.
Quite a few of his peers had come—not fellow demons, but exorcists and practitioners from Southeast Asia.
Yet they all kept quietly to the crowd, looking more like spectators, with no intention of intervening.
Li Dan understood why. The last incident involving The Grudge in Tokyo had made exorcists across Asia much more cautious.
Many exorcists had rushed there upon hearing the news, only to be almost completely wiped out. No one had made it out alive.
Ever since then, everyone had become wary of supernatural incidents on this scale. They would not act lightly unless they were absolutely certain.
Li Dan had no intention of forcing his way in, either. He had a faster, safer solution, one that would not cause much of a stir or invite unnecessary trouble.
He glanced at Daozhen, who was still busy inside the police cordon, then left the crowd and circled around to an apartment building behind the Ghost Building.
Only a narrow alley separated this apartment building from the Ghost Building. The alley was deserted, apart from a few stray cats scavenging beside the garbage bins. At the sight of Li Dan, they immediately fled in fright.
Li Dan looked around to make sure no one was watching, then his figure flickered, vanishing from the spot like a phantom.
A second later, he appeared in a room on the third floor of the Ghost Building.
The room was a wreck. Dark red stains covered the walls like dried blood, while broken furniture and household rubbish littered the floor. The air reeked of rot and blood, enough to turn anyone's stomach.
The windowpanes had long since shattered. Cold wind poured in with gray-black mist, stirring Li Dan's hair.
He