Whew~!
On an inconspicuous rooftop in Zhongzhou City, a white candle was lit. It gave off black flames, shrouding the surroundings in a layer of shadow.
The candlelight flickered. It seemed as if a torrential downpour had fallen nearby, and everything around the buildings was submerged in standing water. Although the sun was still shining in the sky, that did not stop some incomprehensible supernatural phenomenon from invading reality.
It was not simply rainwater.
Several corpses occasionally floated up from the water, only to quickly sink back beneath the surface, unable to remain afloat.
This was not happening in just one place.
A white ghost candle had been lit in each of the city's eastern, western, southern, and northern directions.
Yang Jian had instructed Feng Quan to do this.
As the number of ghost candles increased, the supernatural phenomena within the city grew more severe, and the number of corpses appearing in the water continued to rise.
At that moment, Yang Jian had tracked down a corpse.
It was someone who had drowned, submerged in a patch of standing water. The murky water concealed the truth of the corpse, but under the gaze of his Ghost Eye, the body hidden beneath the water was perfectly clear.
He arrived beside the corpse, covered by his ghost shadow and holding a golden, cracked spear without saying a word.
The medium had been triggered.
Yang Jian's Ghost Domain covered the city as he searched for traces of this person's activities before death.
"Not in this city again?"
This was the fifth corpse he had investigated. The other corpses were all beyond the range of his vision. Although their mediums had been triggered, they were too far away for him to do anything.
"The next corpse."
Yang Jian vanished from the spot and appeared