Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

The footprints that appeared in Chapter 265

the next day,
Upon learning that Wang Liang had agreed to handle the Ghost Temple incident, Mishima was overjoyed and immediately made arrangements, with the entire Exorcism Society cooperating fully.

When the news spread that Wang Liang was going to deal with a second S-level paranormal event just half a day later, the members of the Exorcism Society were stunned.

Even most of the unruly ghost tamers were convinced, believing that this was truly a man of exceptional skill and daring, a ruthless individual.

This man rushed to attend an S-level paranormal event that others would avoid at all costs, which is truly admirable.

Without any attempt to suppress the news, the incident quickly spread to the Ghost Tamer forum, causing widespread astonishment.

Even the international meetings that were being held to discuss Wang Liang were abruptly interrupted, awaiting the outcome of this incident.

If Wang Liang succeeds, his importance is beyond doubt, and how to maintain contact with him afterward is a matter for further discussion.

If they fail and die inside, then there's no need to discuss it.

In the courtyard of the exorcism shrine, Wang Liang received a satellite phone call from Su Xinxi in China before he even set off.

As soon as the call connected, Su Xinxi said anxiously, "Wang Liang, don't be impulsive. It's already a blessing to have succeeded once. To go and solve S-level cases one after another is too risky. Besides, are you in good condition?"

Wang Liang said, "I know what I'm doing. If you're just going to say this, I'll hang up and get to work right away."

"Minister Cao asked me to ask you how confident you are. You are very well-known now, and it can be said that all the well-known Ghost Tamers organizations in the world are paying attention to your actions. You must be very careful," Su Xinxi said.

"Let them focus on it. Who can say for sure about paranormal events? I can only say that if we fail, I'm quite confident about retreating. I'm pretty good at that. Is there anything else? Or does Minister Cao want to provide me with some paranormal resources again?" Wang Liang said.

"Ah, I will report to Minister Cao immediately," Su Xinxi said.

"Go ahead and deliver it to Da'an City."

"Oh."

At the foot of the mountain where the Ghost Temple is located, Wang Liang and Yang Jian appeared simultaneously.

Yang Jian looked up at the thick fog that shrouded the mountain peaks, but could only vaguely make out the outline of the mountains, let alone the temple on the mountaintop.

"This is the dense fog of the Ghost Temple. It really does look like Feng Quan's Ghost Fog. Oh, now it's Teacher Wang's Ghost Fog. Shall we go straight in through the gap in the red line?"

"That's right, but we need to do some insurance first."

Ghost blood gushed from beneath Wang Liang's feet, and a bloody hand emerged, grasping a black, humanoid porcelain object—it was ghost porcelain.

"The island nation's ghost porcelain has its advantages and disadvantages compared to ghost candles. If you prepare it in advance, at least you won't have to light it at the last minute like with ghost candles, and you can withstand a supernatural attack."

As Wang Liang spoke, he took out one of his photos and placed it under the ghost porcelain.

"It seems this time is indeed very dangerous. Even you, Teacher Wang, are going to get insurance, so I won't skimp on my insurance either."

Yang Jian took out a ghost porcelain from the gold bag he was carrying and plucked a hair from his head, placing it under the ghost porcelain.

These were given to them by Mishima before they went to Tokyo, plus the Ghost Porcelain they got from killing Ishii yesterday. Yang Jian had three of them, so he wouldn't mind using one.

“The destruction of the Ghost Porcelain will affect us. I will use the Ghost Domain to send it underground to ensure its safety.”

After Wang Liang finished speaking, a gray light swept past the two ghost porcelain figures, sending them to a place in the city behind him, hundreds of thousands of meters below the surface.

“Alright, get ready to enter. I will use my Ghost Domain to envelop you to prevent you from getting separated,” Wang Liang said.

"Okay." Yang Jian opened one of his ghost eyes on his forehead, preparing in advance.

The Slit-Mouthed Woman's invisible demonic domain enveloped the two of them. This was an unknown supernatural event, and Wang Liang could no longer use his domain to directly attack the dense fog, as he had done with the Starving Ghost. He only used his domain to cover an area of ​​a few meters around the two of them, without even using it to move forward quickly.

Otherwise, if an accident occurs, the ghost temple may launch a sudden counterattack, and the situation may deteriorate rapidly due to a sudden attack from an S-class supernatural entity.

Yang Jian knew this too, so after making preparations, the two of them tacitly stepped forward and entered the thick fog on foot.

Stepping into the dense fog, the trees wrapped in red threads behind you disappear in just one step, as if you have entered another world.

Thick fog surrounded them, reducing visibility to a very small area. Even Yang Jian's Ghost Eye vision was obscured. Without activating his Ghost Eye and Ghost Domain, he could only see a distance of three or four meters from where Teacher Wang's Ghost Domain was extended.

"This fog is very strange."

Yang Jian frowned and stretched out a hand, waving it in front of him as if sensing something.

"Teacher Wang, have you noticed that the ghost realm has been invaded? I can still feel the dampness in the air inside your ghost realm."

Wang Liang was cautiously observing the thick fog around him, watching for any strange figures that might appear. He nodded upon hearing this.

"This fog is even more eerie than the ghost fog, carrying a strange dampness. The fog is a kind of alternative ghost domain, but it is not strong enough to be isolated by my ghost domain."

But this inexplicable dampness was peculiar; it seeped silently into my ghostly realm, unstoppable. It must be some kind of special supernatural force mixed in with the mist, with a strong ability to invade. I could only endure it. I didn't know what the effect would be, so I had to be careful.

“Okay,” Yang Jian said solemnly.

The two walked up the mountain, following the upward slope of the ground beneath their feet.

Being in the thick fog, there was no sound at all; it was eerily quiet.

Moreover, it is difficult to distinguish up, down, left, and right from the surrounding scenery. The ghost realm has the ability to affect the five senses. The slope of the ground underfoot may seem to be going up, but it is still hard to say whether it is actually going up.

Originally, Wang Liang was somewhat confident in his upward direction because he was in the rifted female ghost domain, which kept the fog out. However, after noticing that the ghost domain was being eroded by this inexplicable dampness, he became uncertain.

Moreover, even if the direction is correct, it will still be affected if the surrounding thick fog is not completely dispelled, because the spatial distance here may also be changed.

Wang Liang had a plan, but he didn't want to alert the enemy immediately and change the situation. He wanted to leave first and see if the ghost resembling Sadako would reappear.

The two climbed the mountain in silence, neither of them uttering a word.

Before they could be clearly seen, the dead trees of varying heights in the thick fog resembled standing figures, keeping the two on their guard at all times.

But as he walked, Wang Liang's expression suddenly changed. He sensed the changes within the ghost realm and reached out to grab at his side, but he grasped nothing.

That was where Yang Jian had originally stood, but now no one was there. Yang Jian's figure had vanished into his ghost realm almost instantly.

When the Ghost Realm was being corrupted by dampness, Wang Liang had a bad feeling, and now it has come true, forcing the two of them to separate.

Surrounded by mist, Wang Liang stood silently in place, like a withered tree among a few dead branches.

His gaze was fixed on the spot where Yang Jian had just stood. In the Ghost Realm, neither he nor Yang Jian could leave footprints on the soil of the mountain.

But at this moment, a little muddy water seeped out from the slightly damp soil, a shallow layer that was very difficult to detect.

The muddy water and the soil below it strangely sank down a little, leaving a footprint there.

Yang Jian's footprints.

(End of this chapter)