Mysterious Revival - Chapter 1087 - 1053: The Unfindable Lake

Everyone watched as the white Ghost Candle in Leuk San’s hand continued to burn, while also observing the surrounding supernatural phenomena.

This was the longest the white Ghost Candle had burned since it had been used.

In most cases, the white Ghost Candle would extinguish immediately after attracting the ghost, preventing the provocation of other unimaginable terrors.

The water level continued to rise, and the city seemed to be gradually getting submerged. At this moment, the water had already reached the thighs of an average adult and would soon reach the waist. This depth could be considered substantial, but amidst this water, Yang Jian noticed a peculiar detail.

“I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but with the water this deep, nothing is floating on the surface.”

“I’ve noticed it too. Normally, with water this deep, there would be a lot of debris floating on the surface. But although the water here is murky, it’s exceptionally clean, with not a single thing floating,” Leuk San seemed to have already perceived this, but he suppressed his inner doubts without speaking them out loud.

Ah Hong said nothing, merely tossed a piece of tissue into the water.

Logically, the tissue should float on the surface.

However, something defied common sense.

The tissue sank directly to the bottom, unable to float.

“The result is clear, reality has been interfered with by supernatural power, affecting various aspects,” Ah Hong said. “We can’t stay in the water any longer; the ghost hasn’t appeared yet, and if we continue to stay, there’s a risk of drowning here.”

“Makes sense, the water is still deepening, and things that sink can’t float back up. Even ghost controllers might not be able to escape this predicament. There’s no need to take such a risk,” Leuk San said.

He had already sensed some paper figurines losing contact.

But the situation was manageable and not severe.

“To the rooftop,” Yang Jian said immediately, without hesitation, using the Ghost Domain to instantly transfer everyone.

They reappeared on the rooftop of a nearby high-rise building.

This building was tens of meters high, and the chance of the water reaching here was impossible.

“The ghost still hasn’t been drawn out,” Li Jun said, soaked, but he didn’t mind.

Ah Hong looked him over, noticing that the dye on Li Jun’s body hadn’t washed away despite the water.

Clearly, in supernatural confrontations, the ghost makeup proved quite advantageous.

A large amount of water drained from beneath Feng Quan’s feet, as if his body had absorbed a lot of water, now being expelled.

The same was true for Leuk San.

This was undoubtedly another paper figurine; the real Leuk San was hidden somewhere unknown.

However, Shen Lin remained untouched by a single drop, standing unaffected in water for so long as if he didn’t exist in reality.

“It seems that the Ghost Candle isn’t always effective,” Leuk San observed, looking at the still-burning white Ghost Candle.

Shen Lin patted his trousers and said, “I think I have an idea.”

“Do tell,” Yang Jian replied, but his gaze flickered to an inconspicuous corner of the rooftop.

There stood the Ghost Cabinet, painted entirely in red.

But only he could see it; the others were oblivious.

Shen Lin said, “The Ghost Candle hasn’t failed; it’s already worked. The supernatural phenomena it attracted are the best evidence. But some ghosts don’t exist in reality and can’t be directly contacted. Have you ever thought that the ghost might already be among us, but we’re missing a certain condition, so we can’t see or find it?”

“Similarly, because the ghost lacks that condition, we haven’t been attacked by it.”

“If we could find or fulfill that condition, we might be attacked by the ghost immediately, or even enter the true Ghost Lake.”

“What you’re saying sounds a bit profound, but I get it. Are you saying this Ghost Lake and the ghost within it aren’t part of reality? The Ghost Candle merely lures the supernatural to interfere with reality but doesn’t have the ability to break this barrier and let us interact with the ghost?”

Li Jun frowned slightly, deep in thought.

“It makes sense,” Leuk San nodded.

“A medium.”

Yang Jian said, “To enter the Ghost Lake, we need a medium or an object, a method. Without it, we’ll never be able to contact the true Ghost Lake.”

“A medium? That’s a more precise term.”

Shen Lin nodded, “But we can’t passively wait for the medium to trigger, or we’ll end up like Cao Yang, attacked by the ghost in an instant. No one can guarantee survival against a ghost attack, and a single mistake could result in the third Captain disappearing here.”

“That’s why we must actively find a way into the Ghost Lake. Only then can we take the initiative,” Yang Jian said.

Li Jun asked, “Yang Jian, do you have any other ideas?”

“No, without any intel, taking the first step is the hardest. Past supernatural incidents tell me that this first step often requires sacrifice,” Yang Jian said coldly.

But despite saying this.

He glanced again at the Ghost Cabinet in the corner.

If he continued trading, he could get intelligence from the Ghost Cabinet.

However, Yang Jian didn’t want to do that.

Starting another trade with the Ghost Cabinet might set demands he couldn’t fulfill next time, risking his life for one mission wasn’t worth it.

Leuk San blew out the Ghost Candle, “Since that’s the case, lighting the Ghost Candle again is meaningless. Perhaps we can gather useful intel from some of the deceased in this city.”

“Let’s split up to investigate. Contact by phone if there’s any development. Until we find a method, I suggest everyone avoids acting rashly.”

At this point, the supernatural event had reached a stalemate, and separating to investigate was a viable approach.

After all, the ghost hadn’t appeared yet, and the location of the Ghost Lake was unknown, so gathering together was pointless.

“What if you encounter danger during your investigation?” Li Jun asked.

Leuk San laughed, “At most, I lose a paper figurine. Finding a way into the Ghost Lake or locating the ghost, even at the cost of a paper figurine, is worthwhile. Besides, you have Ah Hong, and Yang Jian has Feng Quan. If something goes wrong, there’s someone to notify you quickly.”

“But as for you, Shen Lin… being alone is risky. If you suddenly die, there’s no one to pass the message. How about letting a paper figurine follow you, what do you think?”

“Sure, I don’t mind. That sounds good,” Shen Lin smiled, accepting Leuk San’s goodwill.

Nobody could be sure if Leuk San had other intentions.

“Then let’s split up,” Yang Jian said, leading Feng Quan as they left.

For him, the city had no distance. His Ghost Domain could cover it instantly, assembling everyone within three seconds.

So whether they split up or stayed together, it made little difference.

Watching Yang Jian disappear and leave.

Li Jun also said, “Stay in contact at all times, don’t leave this city. If there’s any new discovery, share it immediately. An S-class supernatural event—everyone knows what that means. The captain-level Cao Yang has already fallen; you wouldn’t want to be next, right?”

He was reminding and also warning Shen Lin and Leuk San to see the situation clearly.

This isn’t an ordinary supernatural event; it’s not that easy. We must approach it very cautiously.

“Li Jun, don’t worry. This is still the investigation stage. It’s not yet time to truly confront the supernatural. If anything happens, we’ll assemble. I’m not foolish enough to fight this thing alone,” Leuk San laughed and said.

“Finding the mediator is most important; otherwise, even four captains teaming up will just be anxious for nothing,” Shen Lin said.

Li Jun nodded and didn’t speak further.

The four captains soon split up again.

They needed to search for clues in different parts of the city in their own ways, and they had agreed to support each other at any time, so it seemed there wouldn’t be any unexpected issues.

At this moment.

Yang Jian ignored the water accumulated on the ground and walked on the water surface with Feng Quan.

His ghost eye peered, emitting a red light.

The surrounding water surface reflected a crimson hue, as if stained with fresh blood.

He maintained the Ghost Domain state to isolate the influence of the water and prevent a sudden supernatural attack.

“Yang Jian, have you found anything?” Feng Quan asked.

“I have a bit of direction, but I still need to verify it,” Yang Jian said, then he paused and looked down at the water beneath his feet.

A pale corpse lay submerged at the bottom, its eyes opened, unyielding in death. Its arms stretched out as if trying to struggle back to the surface, yet, unfortunately, it had drowned, maintaining its posture from before death.

This corpse seemed unfamiliar, but it hadn’t been dead for long, as it hadn’t become completely bloated.

Yang Jian gripped a long spear, and the black ghost shadow beneath his feet gradually submerged into the water.

At this moment.

He directly triggered the mediator of the Firewood Knife.

Though the corpse was dead, it didn’t hinder the activation of the mediator.

Yang Jian wanted to see where this eerie body in the water had been and where it met its end.

The Firewood Knife not only dismembers but also has the function of probing the traces left by the deceased during their lifetime.

Immediately.

The mediator for the corpse appeared.

Yang Jian’s Ghost Domain suddenly expanded at this moment, and in seconds, it enveloped the entire city.

“Let me see where you were when you were alive, and where you ended up dying.”

At this moment, the city had no secrets from him.

The traces left by the deceased during their lifetime—he could see them as long as they were within this city.

However, unbelievably.

Yang Jian’s foolproof method of investigation failed.

There were no traces in the city of this corpse’s activities.

Not a single mediator appeared in his view.

The corpse seemed to have appeared out of thin air, not originally from this place.

“This person is not from this city. He died somewhere else and was brought here by the supernatural,” Yang Jian mused.

“Like a branch upstream in a river, washed downstream.”

“However, now I know how to determine the approximate range of the Ghost Lake.”

If one corpse doesn’t work, then ten corpses, a hundred corpses.

As long as one piece of information aligns, Yang Jian can lock in the location.

“Feng Quan, go to the four corners of this city and light a white Ghost Candle at each. Once they’re lit, move away, don’t get involved,” Yang Jian said.

“Alright.” Feng Quan nodded.

But just as he finished speaking.

Suddenly.

A pale hand emerged from the water beneath Yang Jian’s feet and grabbed at his legs, seeming to drag him into the water or as if the corpse wanted to escape the water, viewing Yang Jian as a lifebuoy on the surface to grab onto.

“Watch out,” Feng Quan was startled.

Yang Jian stood there expressionless, without moving.

That pale hand grasped at air.

Being within the Ghost Domain isolated him from supernatural attacks. It could be seen but not touched.

The grasping corpse, with a strong sense of unwillingness, gradually sank back into the water, then drifted away with the current.

Without the attraction of the white Ghost Candle, the accumulated water was also slowly receding, albeit slowly.

“Just do what you need to do, don’t worry about the rest,”

Yang Jian said, handing several white Ghost Candles to Feng Quan, then sent him away.

He needed to investigate the mediators of other corpses to confirm their identities and locations.

Although Feng Quan didn’t fully understand, he went ahead.

He lit a white Ghost Candle at the north, south, east, and west points of the city.

And he left immediately after lighting them, without any delay.

He also had a Ghost Domain. Although not as exaggerated as Yang Jian’s, it was still easy for him to span the city.

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