Ever since that miraculous phenomenon occurred in Dachang City, the entire world had changed. In many places, incomprehensible and bizarre phenomena began occurring one after another.
For example, an eerie graveyard had appeared overnight in the urban area of Dahai City.
In another corner of some city, a sinister, terrifying old house had appeared.
At the same time, cases of strange deaths occurred in many cities.
Sixty years had passed. The blockade Yang Jian had established back then was failing, and some terrifying supernatural places had quietly surfaced in reality.
Along with these supernatural occurrences, certain figures who had been dormant for a long time began moving again.
Time had not buried them.
Someone had seen a person wandering the streets of Dahai City, hair disheveled, barefoot, with a longsword hanging from their waist, seemingly searching for something.
Others had seen an eerie person wandering through every corner of a city at night, but their appearance had already been forgotten, making it impossible to describe them clearly.
Others had heard footsteps in the darkness when a hospital suddenly lost power. They had not seen the figure, only a length of black straw rope dragging across the floor.
Some sealed files began to be unlocked.
A department for handling mysterious incidents was urgently reestablished.
Many investigators rushed across the country, while an investigation team was also stationed in Dachang City.
The peaceful world had been shattered, yet news of a god's appearance spread wildly through society.
But none of this had anything to do with Yang Jian after his awakening.
Because despair had not yet appeared, and the world had not called his name.
Still, the seeds had already been planted.
He Feng, the journalist, was being questioned by investigators. Many things would no longer remain secret. With just a small