Although Dahan City's person in charge, Sun Rui, had been missing for many days, Dahan City still maintained its former prosperity and stability.
Not a single supernatural incident had occurred in the city.
But that did not mean it was absolutely safe.
A Ghost Post Office with far-reaching implications was currently on the verge of losing control. If this matter could not be resolved, Dahan City would face an enormous crisis.
"Is this it?"
At that moment, a young, handsome man in his early twenties stood on the sidewalk, his head slightly raised as he looked at the long-abandoned building across the street.
There was no one nearby.
This area was under lockdown.
Without Sun Rui's permission, the blockade around this area would not be lifted.
But none of that meant anything to Ye Zhen. He had set out from Dahai City, arrived in Dahan City, and descended from the sky to this agreed-upon location.
The result was somewhat unexpected.
Here, Ye Zhen had not seen a single living person. Even the abandoned unfinished building at the meeting point was empty. He had seen neither Yang Jian nor any ghosts.
"Could I have been tricked?" Ye Zhen lowered his head slightly as he pondered.
"No, that's not right. This place really has been sealed off, and over a very large area. That means a supernatural incident must have occurred here. I came to the right location, but not the right place."
"Interesting. I think I understand now."
Ye Zhen adjusted the longsword hanging at his waist, then walked straight toward the abandoned unfinished building before him.
As he advanced, the things around him twisted and the nearby scenery disappeared. In an instant, he entered a deeper level of Ghost Domain, attempting to use supernatural power to see the truth around