Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 366 Lockdown of Dajing City!
The curse that ran off the ghost scissors, though it had no physical form, was strangely submerged by the blood flowing on the ground.

Fang Shiming's scissors, having previously cut up Wang Liang's photos, were also stained with scarlet blood.

And it hasn't dripped down yet; instead, it's clinging to the surface and wriggling.

The hair and dirt on the scissors were washed away, and finally dried as if a layer of red paint had been applied to them.

All the eerie and ominous signs on the Ghost Scissors had been completely erased by the blood stains, and apart from its old-fashioned appearance, it was now indistinguishable from a brand-new pair of red-lacquered scissors.

"Wait, Wang Liang, we can talk."

"Talk my ass."

Wang Liang interrupted Fang Shiming, grabbed Fang Shiming's neck with one hand, and pulled Fang Shiming's head upwards with the other.

puff.

A spray of blood splattered as Wang Liang ripped Fang Shiming's head off, his eyes wide open in death, and held it by the hair.

Fang Shiming's headless corpse, just like Yang Jian's had been, lay in the pool of blood on the ground.

A pair of red-lacquered scissors fell into the blood, but appeared in Wang Liang's hand the next second.

"I've got the 'ghost scissors'."

Wang Liang smiled; the scissors could only be used to their fullest potential in his hands.

Sadako's demon blood can easily cleanse the curses inflicted by the scissors in the past, and the Slit-Mouthed Woman should have had a pair of scissors in the first place.

After throwing the ghost scissors into the ghost blood, Wang Liang's face turned cold again. He then carried Fang Shiming's head out of the room.

This matter is not over yet; he's going to take this opportunity to destroy the entire circle of friends. This is the best chance he can do so legitimately.

He kicked open the door to the room and stood on a floor of a building, not knowing which floor it was.

This time, Wang Liang released Sadako's demonic domain outwards without any restraint.

A grayish-white world, shrouded in a damp mist, spread rapidly outwards, enveloping the entire building in an instant, and continued to spread to the surrounding streets.

The speed was incredible; it spread to three or four nearby streets, then the entire city, most of the city, until the whole of Dajing was completely shrouded in a gray and deathly silence.

The entire city of Dajing was shrouded in gray and white, with a hazy white fog drifting through the city, resulting in extremely poor visibility and a cold, damp atmosphere.

At that moment, all the ghost riders in the city felt uneasy, and then all the colors in their vision disappeared.

Wang Liang stood with his eyes closed in the Ping An Building, controlling the entire Ghost Domain and completely sealing off Dajing City.

During the period when the ghost realm is open, not a single person in your social circle within the city can escape.

Wang Liang also used the Slit-Mouthed Woman's demon domain, spreading it into Sadako's demon domain. Its own strength was diluted, and despite expanding to such a large area, the Slit-Mouthed Woman's demon domain did not increase the strength of Sadako's demon domain by much.

However, the combination of the two ghost domain powers allows Wang Liang to achieve an effect similar to Yang Jian's multi-layered ghost domain.

At night, ordinary people in the city are shrouded in the ghostly domain of the Slit-Mouthed Woman, unaware of much of it, except for occasional malfunctions of their electronic devices.

However, the other unsuspecting demon tamers in the entire city of Dajing were as if they had seen a ghost, forcibly enveloped in Sadako's demonic domain, and fell into a state of bewildered panic as they looked at the gray and fog that seemed to cover the entire city.

Inside the hotel, Zhang Lei, Huang Ziya, Wang Jiang, and other survivors from the training base, who were resting in their rooms, also simultaneously lost sight of color at that moment.

My body felt sticky and damp, and a thin mist seemed to rise out of nowhere in the room, while outside the window it was all gray and hazy.

"what happened?!"

Zhang Lei suddenly stood up in the room, his expression one of astonishment. "This is... the captain's Ghost Domain! Something really happened."

Thinking of what Wang Liang had said to him that afternoon, Zhang Lei hesitated for a moment, but ultimately stayed in the room and did not go out.

'This doesn't seem like a small matter,' Zhang Lei thought anxiously.

A short while later, Wang Jiang and the others cautiously crept over from the hotel and met up with Zhang Lei.

They recognized that the effect of everything fading was Wang Liang's ghost realm. Although they were uneasy, they were not too panicked.

Since they couldn't get through to Zhang Lei by phone, they came over to inquire directly.

But Zhang Lei himself was confused about what was going on. After briefly recounting part of his conversation with Wang Liang that afternoon, everyone had no choice but to listen to Zhang Lei and stay quietly in the room.

Wang Liang's unrestrained ghost domain alarmed almost all the ghost tamers in Dajing City.

On a rooftop next to a street, a person crawling strangely on all four limbs suddenly stopped, raised their head, and looked serious.

The next second, the world in his eyes was covered by the surging gray-white ghost domain.

The strange man, with a sallow complexion and a sickly appearance, looked toward the direction of the Ping An Building, which he believed was the starting point for the release of the ghost domain.

The strange man on the roof stared intently at the spot for a few seconds, then changed his original purpose and began climbing towards the Ping An Building.

Headquarters

In a room beyond the reach of the ghostly realm, an old man leaning on a cane slightly moved his cloudy eyes, glancing at the location of the Ping An Building before calmly looking away.

Inside the laboratory, Wang Xiaoming was sitting at a table, calculating something. The table was covered with drafts and top-secret documents that had been brought in.

Li Jun leaned against the door of the room, feeling bored to the point of wanting a cigarette.

Swish.

A grayish-white ghostly domain enveloped the area. Li Jun's expression changed, and he became wary, recognizing it as Wang Liang's ghostly domain. But...why?!

Wang Xiaoming frowned and looked up briefly in the room, then lowered his head to continue calculating, not taking it seriously.

The headquarters conference room was also shrouded in gray and white. Cao Yanhua had just hung up the phone with Wang Liang and pulled up the surveillance footage from Yang Jian's place.

But before the people at the meeting could recover from Yang Jian's death, they were forcibly dragged into Sadako's ghost realm.

"Wang Liang has made his move!" one of the ghost tamers exclaimed in surprise.

A staff member, operating a computer, said in a trembling voice, "Minister, satellite data shows that the entire city of Dajing has turned completely grayish-white, with fog everywhere, severely obstructing visibility throughout the city!"

Cao Yanhua slammed his fist on the table in anger, his whole body trembling, his face extremely pale.

"Are you kidding me? The entire capital city?! How dare he do this! Even if it's for a reason, it shouldn't be like this. The impact is too great."

Cao Yang was also at the conference table, stroking his chin thoughtfully as he said:

"Tsk, a ghost domain covering the entire city, that's a bit of an exaggeration. But Wang Liang must have his reasons for doing this. He wants to destroy the circle of friends to avenge Yang Jian, so he won't let anyone in the circle of friends go. That's probably why the ghost domain is blocking the entire Dajing City."

At this point, Cao Yang looked at the other person sitting across from him at the conference table with a hint of mockery.

After hearing Cao Yang's analysis, the others present also subconsciously turned their gazes to a certain person.

Jiang Shangbai's usually dark face wasn't dark this time; instead, it turned deathly pale, and cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

(End of this chapter)