“Move.” The cloaked old man spoke with a grave expression as he placed his hand on the glass door at the entrance of the building, “In all my ninety long years of cultivation thus far, this is still the first time I’m seeing something like this…”

Boom! The glass door shattered. He pulled out a handful of talismans and tossed it into the air casually. At once, the talismans spread out and adhered themselves to the bodies of the investigators like homing devices. Moments later, the investigators soon discovered that… they could actually see properly!

The multitude of Yin spirits that were standing right outside the door still had their backs to the building. However, they had all turned their heads back in a grotesque fashion, staring menacingly at the building. But as soon as the cloaked old man stepped out, the sea of Yin spirits outside immediately gave way, almost as though the red sea were parting in response to Moses’ staff.

Zhou Xianlong and Mo Changhao took the lead, while the rest of the investigators soon mustered every bit of courage within them and followed suit.

Just like that, they silently walked along a sea of corpses, greeted by a baptism of avaricious gazes. None dared to speak a single word. The stench of the dead permeated every pore of their bodies, while the frigid air outside caused their hair to stand on end. From time to time, they would hear the faint sound...