The Figure in the Fog

At this moment, Yang Jian, Xiong Wenwen, Luo Suyī, and Lin Luomei lingered near the Caesar Hotel, which was shrouded in ghostly mist. They neither chose to evacuate nor rashly rushed into the hotel.

In situations like these, any recklessness could be fatal.

Yang Jian wanted this operation to be perfect, to bring the incident to a successful conclusion. He had limited resources at his disposal, and if he failed this time, he would definitely not be able to prepare so thoroughly next time.

"It seems we're in deep trouble this time." Luo Suyī, standing not far away, looked at Yang Jian, who was deep in thought, and his mood worsened. "Yang Jian is being this cautious; you can imagine how dangerous it is inside. If we hadn't had no other choice, I would never have come here, even if you killed me."

Lin Luomei remained silent, but a glance at Luo Suyī revealed unease and fear.

She had a premonition that she might die in this hotel.

It wasn't this strong before, but the closer I got, the clearer the feeling became.

"Don't be afraid. If things get really bad, we can find a chance to slip away," Luo Suyī said softly, noticing her unease. "Besides, judging from the looks of it, Yang Jian might not actually be planning to take action."

Whether such comfort will be effective, nobody knows.

"If you're not sure, then forget it. I have to go home tomorrow. My mom only gave me three days off. If I'm late, I'll definitely get scolded again," Xiong Wenwen said pitifully, tugging at Yang Jian's sleeve.

Yang Jian didn't reply to him, but instead frowned, feeling deeply pressured.

The appearance of the ghostly mist meant that Feng Quan might also have met his end in the hotel. He had no idea how many ghosts were inside. Furthermore, if Feng Quan was in trouble, it was hard to say whether Guo Fan had been harmed. If the worst-case scenario was considered, the number of ghosts inside would be astonishing.

To accurately pinpoint Zhao Lei's location and find the source of the memory-altering ghost under such circumstances would undoubtedly require paying a heavy price.

It's even possible that all four people could be wiped out inside.

However, the appearance of the ghostly fog and the blockade of the surrounding streets also gave Yang Jian a lot of room to maneuver. At least he didn't have to worry about the supernatural events spreading and causing a major disaster in Z City.

"Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures. Simply relying on a few of us to grit our teeth and go for it is suicide. That's a stupid thing for a fool to do, and I won't do it." Yang Jian squinted at the hotel hidden in the thick fog in front of him.

"This hotel has become a forbidden area. It looks peaceful at first glance, but I'm sure that if you really go deep inside, you'll have a very hard time coming out alive. I guess that ghost probably expected it to turn out like this, or maybe this was one of the methods it set up to deal with me."

He felt this was a trap set against him.

Otherwise, how could a simple paranormal event become so complicated?

To break this deadlock, one's own abilities are not enough, because one is now the prey, and once the prey is caught in the net, how can it possibly escape? Therefore, external force is needed.

The only thing that can deal with ghosts is ghosts.

These were Zhou Zheng's words back then, and they are also a long-standing piece of advice circulating among Ghost Tamer.

Yang Jian felt it was necessary to ask for outside help at this point, otherwise the mission would have to be abandoned.

"You guys wait for me at the back of the cordon. I'll go in alone first to do some preparatory work and reduce the danger level of this hotel. If everything goes smoothly, we can act together later." He thought of a relatively safe approach.

"What if the operation doesn't go smoothly?" Luo Suyī immediately pressed.

Yang Jian, "Then cancel this operation. Do you think I would do something without any certainty? You're afraid of dying, and I don't want to be caught up in this mess."

"That's good." Luo Suyī sigh of relief.

He was afraid that Yang Jian would just lead the rest of them straight in.

"That's settled then. Xiong Wenwen, you retreat with them to the vicinity of the next cordon. No matter what happens, don't come into this hotel, not even if you hear me call for help," Yang Jian earnestly instructed.

Xiong Wenwen nodded quickly.

Yang Jian stopped talking and immediately strode into the depths of the ghostly mist.

Before disappearing into the ghostly mist, he turned back and said, "You two better not sneak away while I'm gone. If you're going to run away, wait until I'm dead. Otherwise, if you ruin my plans, I'll definitely settle the score with you later."

Luo Suyī a cold sweat, gave an awkward smile, and did not answer.

I wonder if Yang Jian heard what we said earlier.

After issuing his warning, Yang Jian stepped into the ghostly fog. He had only taken a few steps forward when his figure seemed to be swallowed up by the thick fog. In the blink of an eye, he could no longer be seen. The outline of the hotel building was still visible, but Yang Jian's back, which was right in front of him, was nowhere to be seen.

This fog reveals an unimaginable eeriness.

It was a very wise decision for the group to stop outside the dense fog earlier.

Yang Jian, who was enveloped in the ghostly mist, immediately lost his way.

There was no way to see in front, behind, left, or right, and no sound could be heard; the surroundings were eerily quiet.

Before, I could see the general location of the hotel from outside the thick fog, but after entering, I found that there was no hotel at all. Everything in front of me was gray and hazy, and a cold aura kept invading my body, making me feel cold all over and very uncomfortable.

"The area covered by this dense fog is similar to a Ghost Domain. If an ordinary person accidentally enters this fog, they will definitely lose their way. Unless a special situation occurs, it is absolutely impossible to get out of this fog," Yang Jian roughly judged in his mind.

There are many forms of Ghost Domain; Yang Jian's Ghost Domain is the red light emitted by his Ghost Eye.

The Ghost Domain of the starving ghosts is a dark, bluish-black haze that shrouds the entire city.

The Ghost Domain here is a thick fog.

Regardless of the type of Ghost Domain, they all share a common characteristic: they can seal off an area, forming a supernatural space.

In addition to these, there is of course the most basic and most indispensable point.

There must be a ghost in the Ghost Domain.

In other words, the source of this dense fog lies hidden within this gray, ghostly mist—a ghost that is suspected to have been resurrected.

Yang Jian didn't overestimate himself, nor did he hesitate. He immediately opened his Ghost Eye and unleashed his Ghost Domain.

Ghost Domain mutually exclusive; at least so far, Yang Jian has not seen any instances of two ghost Ghost Domain merging together.

His Ghost Eye emitted a red light, dispersing some of the surrounding ghostly mist and creating a range that he could control.

The area was small, less than three meters, indicating that his Ghost Domain was being suppressed.

But this was just a normal first layer of Ghost Domain. Yang Jian opened his second Ghost Eye directly. He didn't need to stack the Ghost Domain together. The two Ghost Eye were enough to enhance the first layer of Ghost Domain because he needed the Ghost Eye to observe the situation in front, behind, left, and right.

The Ghost Domain beneath the two Ghost Eye expanded to a radius of about ten meters.

Visibility has significantly improved after the dense fog.

"Who?"

But when the Ghost Eye behind his head opened, as Ghost Eye vision entered his mind, he abruptly stopped, his heart sank, and he turned back to stare intently at the thick fog he had just passed through.

Ten meters away, in the thick fog, a human-shaped silhouette stood motionless. The person's appearance and physical features were completely obscured by the fog, making it impossible to tell whether it was a human or a ghost.

However, one thing is certain: this thing had been following him closely since he entered the ghostly mist.

If it weren't for the Ghost Eye on the back of his head observing the situation behind him, Yang Jian wouldn't have noticed anything at all.

"Should we deal with this thing first?" Yang Jian took out the ghost candle he always carried, ready to imprison it, whether it was a human or a ghost.

However, just as he was about to act, the figure standing in the thick fog in his Ghost Eye vision quickly blurred again, and as the surrounding gray fog swayed, the figure disappeared once more.

It seemed to have drifted away from Yang Jian's side, or perhaps it had become part of the ghostly mist, and could suddenly and eerily reappear at any time.

"It's gone? But given the current situation, it's not really appropriate for me to waste time and resources elsewhere." Yang Jian's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't stop the thing from leaving.

He wouldn't pay any attention to ghosts, even if they just passed by, as long as they didn't attack him.

Because they are not the target this time.

Changing your goals arbitrarily will only make things worse.

"To the hotel." Yang Jian became even more cautious. He maintained a ten-meter Ghost Domain as he moved through the ghost mist, and his two eyes, plus two Ghost Eye, could see any sudden situation in the surroundings.

With the ghost candle in his hand, his chances of surviving alone are very high.

As long as he doesn't encounter an unsolvable, fatal situation, Yang Jian can manage to survive any supernatural event.