Dachang City was shrouded in gloom, deathly silent, as if sunlight would never be seen again. It seemed the city was about to become a true ghost city, forever sinking into this darkness and swallowing the last traces of afterglow.
But outside the city—
Where the gloom had not spread, the blazing sun hung high and the heat was stifling. There was not the slightest trace of that cold, eerie atmosphere.
All roads leading into the city had already been placed under martial control.
Everything within five li of the gloom had been designated a restricted zone, with armed special forces personnel patrolling every area.
For Dachang City, the Asian Ghost Tamer Headquarters had made two preparations.
Either they would coordinate efforts from within and without to successfully resolve this major supernatural incident, or they could only isolate the entire city and prevent the things inside from spreading further, causing even greater casualties and losses.
At that moment—
On the highway leading to Dachang City.
A resolute, calm middle-aged man in uniform stood outside the perimeter, staring fixedly at the dark bluish-black gloom before him.
The gloom writhed like a living thing. The wind could not disperse it, and even large-scale weapons could not drive the ghostly thing away or clear a path into Dachang City.
The only consolation was that the signal remained unaffected, and some communication lines were still open.
"Li Jun, the latest intelligence is that the professor's situation is dire. Nearly all the Ghost Tamers gathered in Dachang City are dead. Only Zhao Kaiming, Yang Jian, and Zhang Han are still alive. The liaison officer we sent earlier, Sun Yi, has already been killed." Zhao Jianguo walked over with a grim expression, while the special forces personnel beside him saluted.
"The professor intends to stake everything