Mysterious Awakening-Chapter 483 - 480

"No movement so far, has Yang Jian failed in his action?"

On a nearby hillside, several people who were lingering kept their attention on the laboratory vicinity, which was still shrouded in darkness like a thick haze that could not be dispersed, and there had been no change from the beginning until now, at least to those on the outside.

The Ghost Domain had not moved, no one had come out, and even the shadow of a ghost was not visible.

Moreover, Yang Jian had disappeared into that darkness for quite some time already.

For an exorcist, dealing with such thorny matters usually resulted in a quick outcome: success meant success, failure meant downfall.

"Let’s wait a bit longer. Headquarters gave a time limit just now. In another five minutes, if there is no movement from Yang Jian, then Headquarters will send over more people. We can’t put the entire rescue mission on this Yang Jian. After all, he is just a newcomer who has just emerged. If not for the Hungry Ghost event in Dachang City, who would recognize him?"

Among the observers, the exorcist named Zong Shan squatted on the ground, smoking a cigarette while frowning.

"A newcomer? After this, he won’t be considered one. The Deputy Minister thought of Yang Jian first, which shows he already has a decent stature within Headquarters. Although I do hope he meets his downfall in some incident, unfortunately, this guy is very lucky. Even the Ghost Envoy event at the training facility did not kill him." Jang Shangbai felt the pressure from Yang Jian.

Zong Shan said, "It’s not about luck; Yang Jian really has the skills. His growth trajectory is different from other exorcists. Most of them accidentally stumbled into some kind of dormant supernatural incident and became exorcists, gradually discovering the ability of malevolent spirits, while Yang Jian is different. His first encounter with a supernatural event was an A-level event, codenamed Ghost Door Knocker."

"Heh, an A-level event. At that time, even I didn’t dare to claim I could survive it, and he, a High School Senior with no social experience, not only didn’t die in the Ghost Door Knocker incident but also became an exorcist and saved six classmates."

Zong Shan continued smoking and said, "An entire school, and only the seven of them survived. This is not something an ordinary person can do."

"What are you trying to say?" Jang Shangbai glanced over and said, "Prove that he’s something special?"

"No, no, no, that’s not what I mean. My point is, Yang Jian’s starting point is too high. Just surviving an A-level supernatural event is enough to far exceed other exorcists. While others gradually encounter various supernatural events, starting from C-level ones... He is different."

"There are so many supernatural events globally, and the number of exorcists combined is not insignificant. It’s not surprising for there to be a few people like Yang Jian." Jang Shangbai said.

"It’s not surprising."

Zong Shan said, "But it’s not common to live until now. I think this kid is naturally cut out for handling supernatural events. Before Zhao Jianguo resigned, he highly regarded him. If Yang Jian succeeds in his operation this time, in the future we’ll probably have to call him Captain Yang."

Captain Yang?

Jang Shangbai’s expression darkened instantly; this meant Yang Jian couldn’t be suppressed any longer.

And while they were talking.

Suddenly.

A red glow unexpectedly enveloped a nearby open space. This red light came abruptly but disappeared just as quickly, like someone had quickly flipped a light switch on and off.

Those who were keenly aware of the surroundings immediately noticed.

When they looked towards the open space, they unexpectedly found that a group of people had appeared out of thin air.

It was Wang Xiaoming, Li Jun, Feng Quan, and the others.

"Did he really manage to rescue the people?" Seeing this scene, Zong Shan was startled, dropping his cigarette and standing up abruptly.

He previously didn’t hold much hope for Yang Jian, having been involved in the incident himself, though he fled in panic, but that didn’t affect his judgment of the supernatural event.

Under those circumstances, it was almost impossible to leave alive.

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"No, there are losses, fewer people." Jang Shangbai looked more carefully and noticed that the number of people in the crowd was less than before.

Undoubtedly, those missing had died in that darkness.

Although those people weren’t especially famous exorcists, those dispatched by Headquarters were all capable of commanding at least two ghosts, not top-notch but first-class; still, those who were meant to fall, fell this time. ṝ𝔞Νö𐌱ÊＳ

"Did he come out?"

At this moment, Wang Xiaoming stood on the ground, glanced around, and finally rested his gaze on Yang Jian behind him: "Headquarters’ support came a bit late. In another minute, all of us would have been annihilated inside."

"It seems you’re not at all surprised, Wang Xiaoming."

Yang Jian approached, enveloped in a layer of red light that made him appear somewhat ethereal, and beside him, a coffin without a lid lay silently at his feet.

"I was indeed a bit surprised when I saw your Ghost Domain. I thought Headquarters would dispatch someone else, not expecting it to be you." Wang Xiaoming seemed to be sizing him up: "Back at the training facility, you couldn’t even make it out of this Ghost Domain, but now you can counter-invade into the Ghost Envoy’s Ghost Domain. Seems like you’ve undergone some new changes."

"Is it helping you?"

Wang Xiaoming’s intentions were sharp as he directly took aim at the human skin scroll.

Yang Jian said, "I think at this point, you no longer have the qualifications to make a deal with me, after all, you’ve lost your bargaining chip."

"Bargaining chips, I have plenty of those. It just depends on whether you’re willing to make a deal with me." Wang Xiaoming wasn’t bothered about having lost the Coffin Nail he had made.

But before Yang Jian could respond, Tong Qian and Feng Quan were already looking at him with some delight.

"Damn, Brother Tui, it really was you. You just scared the hell out of me; I thought we were attacked by a ghost, never expecting you’d be the one to lead us out. How did you manage it?" Feng Quan approached with a surprised laugh and hugged Yang Jian: "The feeling of escaping from death is really something. I thought you were going to fall at the training facility."

"Indeed, Brother Tui is truly Brother Tui, with thighs both thick and strong; even in a situation where death was certain, you managed to turn it around."

Using a certain extreme method, it was actually luck," Yang Jian replied calmly, glancing at his own stiff and pale palm.

He hadn’t completely invaded that particular Ghost Domain. That Ghost Domain was very unique... so in the end, only one hand had entered.

This Ghost Hand had a Ghost Eye, which is why it was able to lead people out.

"Thank you. If it hadn’t been for you this time, we would have certainly died."

Tong Qian at this moment was disheveled, looking a bit haggard, with two eerie faces still visible beneath her hair. Yet, she still looked at Yang Jian with immense gratitude.

"Someone had to save you, and if I hadn’t come, the headquarters would have sent someone else," said Yang Jian nonchalantly.

"Don’t be modest, Brother Tui. If someone else had been sent by the headquarters, we might well be corpses now," Feng Quan shook his head: "They wouldn’t have been as decisive as you; I’m very clear about your character."

"Indeed, if anyone else had hesitated even for a moment, or if the support arrived just a bit late, we would’ve been done for. The reputation of the ’Ghost Eye Yang Jian’ isn’t just for show. A tough guy who’s handled even S-rank supernatural events is no ordinary person; I hope you’ll look after us more in the future," a Spirit Manipulator, whom they didn’t know too well, said with a smile brimming with gratitude.

Yet, this smile seemed forced, with more lingering fear on the face than anything else.

Yang Jian nodded, acknowledging that they had made eye contact.

"Cough cough."

However, at that moment, a weak cough sounded. Li Jun, whose body was half charred, helplessly collapsed to the ground, his breath growing somewhat rapid.

"What’s the matter with Li Jun?" Yang Jian glanced over and asked.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoming didn’t approach, but observed from a distance: "There’s a problem with his body. He overused the ghost’s power, but don’t worry, he won’t die. Give him some time, and he’ll recover."

"That’s good," said Yang Jian, looking at Li Jun’s body, which had turned to charcoal.

It was hard to imagine that under such circumstances the body could recover.

His other ghostly power seemed to ensure its host would not die, just like Wang Xiaoqiang before.

Even when reduced to nothing but skin and bones, they could still come back to life.

"It’s great to see Professor Wang safe. However, this doesn’t seem like the right place to talk. Shall we leave first? Although we are temporarily safe, we can’t guarantee that something over there won’t set its sights on us," said Jang Shangbai as he and Zong Shan, among others, approached.

"You’re right; we’ve already brought the Ghost Coffin out, and everyone is safe. Although the containment operation failed, what needed to be done was done. We should head back to recover and then discuss how to handle the Ghost Envoy incident," someone said, nodding in agreement.

Yang Jian looked over at Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming, with a somewhat downcast mood, merely said calmly, "You take care of it."

This time, his containment operation failed, and several Spirit Manipulators were lost. Although he had anticipated various possible outcomes and made preparations accordingly during the operation, it was futile because he realized his biggest shortcoming.

That was his inability to make others act as he had anticipated.

People are not computer programs; they have personal emotions and personal judgments. Wang Xiaoming couldn’t integrate these, so often, one mistake lead to another, with each step failing, resulting in a complete mess.

Therefore, he wasn’t suitable for leading a team in handling supernatural events.

And the loss of personnel this time was greatly related to his stubbornness.

"Since I’m handling this, let’s take some emergency measures and then leave," Yang Jian said, turning to look at the darkness: "I don’t know if it will help, but at least it will give us some peace of mind."

After he spoke, the Ghost Eye on his forehead immediately opened.

A red light characteristic of the Ghost Domain enveloped the dark area nearby.

The next moment, a stunned, unbelievable scene occurred.

The surrounding landscape began to change.

The ground sank, hills rose, and a valley materialized before everyone’s eyes, encircled on all sides, visible only from the air. In the center of the valley, the darkness persisted, unyielding, not dissipating.

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To the ordinary people, however, this place was invisible, even inaccessible.

"This can only provide concealment. If the ghost wants to come out, it still can," Yang Jian said.

But others looked at him as if they had seen a ghost, their eyes wide with amazement.

Can the Ghost Domain be used like this?

Even the terrain has changed.

"Why are you all staring at me like that?" Yang Jian, touching his chin, asked with some puzzlement.