“Yes!!” Although Little Zuo wasn’t certain what exactly was going on, he knew that something big was up. He didn’t even care to finish his food before shooting to his feet and dashing out of the room.

Zhen Daoming’s breaths grew quicker and shallower, and he wiped his mouth haphazardly as he tightened his grip around the papers with great trembling.

Nobody around was aware of the fact that he had been the chief investigator looking into the mystery surrounding the thirty-three headless bodies discovered in the Greatriver City.

Naturally, nobody knew how heavily this matter had been weighing on his heart all this while.

In fact, he had seen dozens of similarly bizarre and inexplicable supernatural incidents over the last umpteenth years of his service. These cases would be so peculiar that nobody would know where to begin with their investigations, nor where to even go about finding the slightest traces of clues. In fact, there were even incidents which they suspected were attributable to Yin spirits on a dawn voyage! All of these bizarre incidents happened in zones classified as higher risk than ordinary hunting zones. And yet, neither the Special Defense Division nor the SRC knew how to go about tackling these problems.

At least, this was the case until now.

He stared intently at the headlines of publication on the papers.

“The Mutation of Yin Spirits: Causes, Developments and Possibilities.”

“First author: Instructor Qin Ye, First Academy of Culti...