Kowloon at night always hid an indescribable strangeness beneath its prosperity.
When the black sedan stopped before a solitary commercial building, the air around them seemed to freeze.
Though it was not far from the bustling city center, it was as quiet as a graveyard.
Under the dim yellow streetlights, the building's exterior walls glimmered with a sickly, miserable green, like mold growing on a corpse.
"This is the place."
Uncle Feng pushed open the car door. The instant his foot touched the ground, his brow furrowed deeply.
He pulled out the Bagua Compass that had accompanied him for decades. The moment he steadied it, there was a crisp snap. Without warning, the compass needle broke clean off, flew away, and embedded itself deep in the nearby concrete pillar.
"What dreadful baleful energy!"
Uncle Feng stared at the ruined compass in his hand, his face terrifyingly grave. "The yin energy here hasn't dispersed. Instead, it has gathered into baleful energy. This isn't as simple as a wronged ghost claiming lives.
Something wants to use this place to 'be reborn.' This is an omen of great evil!"
Li Dan stood at the entrance and looked up.
Through his demonic senses,
the building was no longer a structure of steel and concrete, but a massive green womb, slowly writhing.
A pure evil intent from the depths of hell, mixed with the filth of the mortal world, was gestating and pulsing somewhere within the building.
This was different from the Qin Zombie and Chu Renmei.
Those had been dead things causing trouble. Here, it was a desire for "life."
A demon wanted to be born human.
"Interesting." Li Dan's lips curled into a cold smile. "It actually wants to create a demonic fetus in the mortal world. Whatever is behind this has no