"Gao Ming, Gao Ming!"
Fan Li called softly to Gao Ming, but Gao Ming seemed unable to hear him at all. He stood alone in front of the elevator, silently swallowed by the darkness.
To warn Gao Ming, Fan Li and the others entered Building Three as well. They ran quickly, but still failed to catch up with him.
"Gao Ming must have his reasons for doing this, but..." Fan Li looked back uneasily. "The entrance to the stairwell has been sealed off. It looks like we can't get out."
"It's fine. The clay sculpture's suppression of me is weakening. The power my ghost markings grant me is enough to handle most dangers." He Jing confidently held out his palm, but his smile froze a moment later. Only a faint pattern remained on the palm that should have been covered in ghost markings. A new power seemed to be suppressing him inside Building Three of Changcheng Residential Complex.
"Xiangshengyong Apartments is the Past God's feeding ground, while Changcheng Residential Complex is the Future God's territory." Covered in wounds, Xia Yang leaned against Fan Li. "The past leaves traces we can follow, but the future is far more frightening. Nobody knows what we'll face next. Everything is unknown."
"Even this isn't enough to kill you?" Xia Yang startled Fan Li. He had thought Xia Yang was on his last legs, yet somehow he could still speak.
The group stopped in the elevator lobby, unsure what to do. As time passed, Ouyang Susu, who had remained silent all this time, suddenly stared fixedly down a pitch-black passage.
As though something had drawn her attention, she let go of Doctor Li's hand and walked toward it, step by step.
"Ms. Ouyang?" Realizing something was wrong, Doctor Li hurriedly grabbed Ouyang Susu's shoulder. "What's