"Wang Chaling disappeared?"
Yang Jian stood in the area Wang Chaling was responsible for. He frowned as his Ghost Eye swept the place several times, yet he found no trace of Wang Chaling. Not only here—even elsewhere in Dahai City, there was no sign of him. It was as though he had vanished into thin air.
"Did he run away? No, impossible. He wasn't stupid enough to flee at a time like this. Besides, there are no signs of any kings in this area either."
Yang Jian lowered his head slightly and began to think.
If Wang Chaling had not run away, then there was only one possibility: he had been pulled into a supernatural space by the combined efforts of three kings. Only that could explain why he had disappeared from reality.
"If Wang Chaling really faced three kings, then he's in danger now. Although the two generations of the Wang family together control four ghosts, he hasn't been a Ghost Tamer for long and his abilities are limited. If they find an opening, they can kill him. That was why I came here immediately after dealing with He Yin'er's situation, but I still ended up one step too late."
Yang Jian wanted to support Wang Chaling, but their method was unusual. They had actually dragged Wang Chaling into a supernatural space, cutting him off from the outside world.
"I'll try to find him. If I really can't, there's nothing I can do."
Yang Jian gripped the red spear and tried making a wish. "Help me determine the location where Wang Chaling last appeared."
After saying that, he threw the spear.
The wish ghost's supernatural power emerged. The red spear flew uncontrollably toward a direction within this area before finally landing somewhere and firmly pinning itself into the ground.