Mysterious Revival

Before a supernatural event, it is not uncommon for people to experience hallucinations or find themselves trapped in a weird space they can't escape from.

This is the result of a malevolent ghost's power beginning to affect the surroundings.

When such power is strong enough, it can give rise to a Ghost Domain.

However, because ghosts differ, the Ghost Domains they form can also vary; as of now, Yang Jian had yet to encounter two identical Ghost Domains.

The Ghost Domains created by his spectral eye often cause people to hallucinate, even affecting ghosts within the domain to experience illusions. As for the characteristics of other Ghost Domains, that remains a mystery.

"Are you saying we've fallen into a Ghost Domain..." Yang Jian glanced at Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming replied, "It's possible. After the ghost appeared, the entire hospital was affected. Even if it hasn't formed a true Ghost Domain, this place resembles one closely. While I can't be certain, you should assume that you're within this Ghost Infant's domain."

"Things have gotten complicated," Zhang Han said softly. "If it's anything like the incident in Huanggang Village, we're doomed."

Yang Jian's expression shifted.

During the Huanggang Village Ghost Coffin incident, while those who entered the village didn't find themselves in a Ghost Domain, who could have imagined that the entire village was an apparition created by a malevolent ghost?

"Just keep moving and stay alert," Wang Xiaoming seemed not too worried as he calmly continued forward.

Shrouded in a blackish-green haze, the hospital did appear to have grown significantly larger; it took a full ten minutes to reach the first corner from just the lobby.

A deep passage, its end out of sight.

On both sides of the corridor were outpatient departments and some hospital rooms, their doors tightly shut, exuding an aura of gloom and doom.

Under normal circumstances, no one would enter such a place.

But now was different. All the spirit tamers from Dachang City were here, and they had to find a way to deal with the ghost, or nobody would make it out of this city alive.

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Zhao Kaiming, leaning on his cane, said gravely, "If we brazenly walk through this corridor, something is bound to happen, possibly even casualties. If that ghost is really in the hospital, it's sure to appear."

"If we don't take this route, we'd have to take the elevator. Wouldn't that be even more dangerous?" mused Sun Yi.

"Indeed, taking the elevator in a haunted hospital—if we really run into danger, it'd be like being trapped all at once. This corridor does look a bit off, but since we're here, that ghost is bound to show up. No matter how careful we are, a clash is inevitable.

Now, it's not about avoiding the ghost but finding it and dealing with it," Yang Jian said calmly as he pushed a trolley behind him, which held a gold box.

This was a containment device prepared for the malevolent ghost.

"I'm just offering a suggestion," Zhao Kaiming said. "As for the decision, that's up to Professor Wang."

"Let's not waste any more time, keep moving," Wang Xiaoming showed no hesitation and stepped into the deep corridor.

Everyone else followed silently, on high alert for anything around them, even above and below.

If a malevolent ghost attacked, they would use their own ghostly powers to protect themselves immediately.

Before long, the eight of them quickly disappeared into the passage, swallowed whole by the blackish-green haze. Just a few steps in and the hospital's lobby behind them vanished from sight, no longer visible, the entrance to the outside world drowned in the murkiness.

Turning back now, one would find that the way back had disappeared.

Keep moving forward.

Passing by one tightly shut door after another, they briefly noted signs like "Orthopedics," "Neurology," "Dermatology" hanging above the doors, appearing quite normal with nothing unusual.

Yet from some rooms, through the gaps beneath the doors, flickered strange lights.

As if someone were toying with the switches, turning the lights on, then off, on, then off, creating a ticking, ticking sound.

As they passed these doors, everyone's heart skipped a beat, no one daring to make a sound, let alone push open the doors to satisfy their curiosity about what was inside.

"The patients have disappeared." Suddenly, Wang Xiaoming remarked as they walked.

"Professor Wang, at a time like this, can you not say things that are so frightening?" Sun Yi's face was tight, somewhere between a laugh and a sob, looking particularly grim.

Wang Xiaoming continued, "From the outbreak of the incident until now, only half an hour has passed. Even if that ghost really came from Seventh Street to the hospital, it's unlikely it could kill all the patients in such a short time. If the patients were still alive, they would be calling for help, but we haven't heard a single sound."

"The hospital's alarm has stopped too, as if it were turned off. It's unlikely the patients would do that; it's probably the doing of that entity."

"I now have reason to believe the malevolent ghost has taken complete control here; this has become their territory. We've become the intruders. If that's the case, maybe we won't have to look for it. It will soon come looking for us."

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Xiaoming.

If all cries for help had ceased, then Wang Xiaoming's earlier deduction was correct. A third-stage Ghost Infant would kill anyone who heard its voice.

But now, he spoke as they walked, clearly aiming to attract the ghost with his voice.

Rather than passively searching for an unknown horror, it was better to actively draw the ghost to them.

Theoretically, with so many spirit tamers, they still had a chance to prevail.

"Wait."

Suddenly, a spirit tamer at the front urgently whispered.

"Hmm?"

Everyone instinctively stopped, looking ahead, faces paling with the realization.

Ahead.

A clinic with an orthopedic sign had its door opened completely at some point without anyone noticing.

The light from inside shone out, casting reflections on the dim corridor and illuminating an area of about four or five square meters around it.

However, it wasn't simply the opening of one clinic's door that made everyone so wary—what made them uneasy was the tall silhouette left in front of that clinic's door.

It seemed as if something was standing at the doorway, waiting for everyone to arrive.

"Who's there?" someone whispered.

No one in front answered him; the shadow on the ground remained motionless, like a statue. Stay tuned for updates on empire

"It's not a patient, and it's not a survivor from the hospital. What do we do, Professor Wang...." Sweat broke out on the man's forehead as he turned to ask.

"There's no need to be so scared, just keep moving forward. If it's a ghost, find a way to detain it," Wang Xiaoming said calmly.

Easy for you to say~!

Many thought to themselves.

Even ghost handlers only had slightly better chances of protecting themselves when facing ghosts; in a real confrontation, ten ghost handlers wouldn't be enough for one ghost to slaughter.

And now, with no clear information or intelligence about this ghost, trying to capture it might cost several days' worth of lives.

But complaints aside, they could only grit their teeth and continue forward.

They were getting closer and closer to the clinic with the open door.

The shadow remained still, unresponsive to anything.

"Seeing, encountering, hearing. If the Ghost Infant's first three killing patterns are like this, then we've only fulfilled the third condition. If there's a ghost in the clinic, it should've acted by now—it has heard us," Yang Jian furrowed his brows seriously, somewhat bewildered.

Indeed, the real pattern had to be verified by testing first; no wonder Wang Xiaoming did not speculate about the fourth stage of the Ghost Infant,

Recklessly drawing conclusions could easily lead to death.

"Creak~!"

However, as the ghost handler in the front approached within two meters of the door, the orthopedic clinic's door suddenly closed.

The light disappeared, the shadow disappeared, and the door shut tight.

Everything returned to normal.

What?

The ghost handler in front was stunned.

What does this mean?

Had it fled?

Did the ghost sense that it couldn't bully these people and thus felt afraid?

"Go to hell, whatever is trying to scare us here. Come out if you dare—we're not afraid of you, one single ghost, with so many people here. Today, I'll lock you up."

Feeling taunted, another ghost handler, perhaps infuriated out of fear, stepped forward boldly and kicked at the clinic's door.

"Bang~!"

The clinic's door was kicked open.

Inside, darkness enveloped the room, and a cold, musty wind rushed at them, carrying a faint scent of decay.

"Are you insane? Why are you causing trouble at a time like this? If you don't want to live, we do!" Zhang Han exclaimed in shock.

As expected, Yang Jian was right: in a group, there's always an idiot.

The man sneered, "What's there to fear? We came here to stir things up. If we don't draw out that ghost, we'll be at a disadvantage as time drags on. That ghost can afford to wait, but we who control only one ghost each cannot. I don't want to die slowly at the hands of a revived fierce ghost. I'd rather do something drastic."

"Uh..." Zhang Han was at a loss for words.

That seemed to make some sense.

Wang Xiaoming seemed to tacitly approve of his seemingly reckless actions, asking, "What did you see inside?"

"Nothing, just pitch darkness. It doesn't look like a clinic at all, more like..." But before he could finish his sentence, a pair of dark green arms suddenly reached out from the darkness, grabbing the man's neck.

"Hmm?"

The man's eyes bulged, and his head instantly tilted to one side as his neck was snapped.

Then the dark green arms pulled the man into the darkness behind.

"Bang~!" The door closed, and all fell silent again.

Everyone was stunned.

They didn't even have time to react.

The incident happened so quickly, within just a second, that there wasn't even enough time to utilize the power of a fierce ghost.

Even Yang Jian managed only to barely open his ghost eye.