The moment Ye Feng stepped into this unfamiliar alley, he immediately regretted it.
Because as soon as he entered, the funeral shroud on his body instantly shrank by a size, clinging tightly to his skin as if it had sensed fear.
He understood that it was not the funeral shroud that was afraid, but a reaction to something of its own kind.
There had to be a ghost in this alley.
Ye Feng looked back again. Sure enough, just as he had expected, the road behind him had vanished, replaced by a dense blue-black darkness like an abyss so oppressive it left one gasping for breath, forcing him to continue forward.
"Zhao Kaiming is a Ghost Tamer from Dachang City. He must know about every supernatural incident that has happened here. The three of us came here to investigate, and we ran into a ghost right away. That definitely wasn't a coincidence. Zhao Kaiming deliberately led He Chuan and me here."
"Did he want to kill us with a borrowed blade? Because I refused his proposal to join forces against Yang Jian?"
"No, impossible. The conflict right now isn't with Yang Jian, but this large-scale supernatural incident covering the entire city. Zhao Kaiming has no reason to keep fighting among ourselves at a time like this, unless he has some other unspeakable purpose."
Ye Feng was not panicking. Though nervous, he was still rationally analyzing the situation.
Anyone who could become a Ghost Tamer and survive until now possessed certain necessary qualities.
"Whatever. I need to get out of here first. The longer I stay in this place, the more uneasy I feel."
Ye Feng quickened his pace. He could only grit his teeth and force his way across the alley.
It was just an ordinary urban lane, with all