Fang Zong was overjoyed that his strength had improved.
In this ever-changing world, one needs strength to protect oneself and feel secure. So, Fang Zong was happy for half the night, partly to adapt to his new strength, and partly because he was in his own room, so he flexed his muscles a little, a little, a little.
There was something off about it, but he didn't have that subtle feeling of being watched. He checked the full-length mirror several times, but couldn't find anything.
It's very clean!
On April 6, 2019, the sun was blazing and the wind was fierce.
The Qingming Festival was still filled with continuous rain, but today the weather changed drastically. Fang Zong glanced in the direction of Xishan Park and noticed that the feeling of energy gathering, colliding, and fission hadn't dissipated, so he hailed a taxi and headed straight to the Shancheng branch of the Ghost Killing Team.
Of course, it could also be called the 'Second Branch of the East China Bureau' because the Shancheng Branch was upgraded due to the old tomb incident.
But Meng Laode is still in charge. I heard that in addition to the Eight-Armed Rakshasa Li Xiaoran and the Explosive Girl Xue Nuo, several other martial arts masters with higher levels of skill will be transferred over.
The old street is not far from the city center; it only took a little over half an hour to reach the city center of Shancheng.
Here, high-rise buildings stand tall, and everywhere is a scene of modern prosperity.
After passing the central square and the city government building, the legendary super headquarters of the Demon Slayer Corps was just ahead, and the taxi driver became more and more excited.
But at this moment, Fang Zong pointed to the west and said with a smile, "Master, please go there first."
"Not going to join the ghost-slaying team?" The driver immediately deflated.
Like American heroes, the military commanders of the East are also made transparent, but outsiders are not allowed to enter their garrisons. The driver was thinking of getting a taste of something new and having something to brag about when he came out, right?
It's a pity, the customer is always right, and what's even more terrifying is that the customer is someone you can't afford to offend.
Fang Zongke carries a sword, somewhat resembling a legendary military general...
The taxi stopped in the western suburbs. After Fang Zong got out of the car, he could see the silhouette of Xishan Park in the distance.
Ninth Sister asked, "Shall we go in?"
Fang Zong smiled and said, "Give it a try."
I didn't go in yesterday, firstly because I encountered an illusion, and secondly because I felt my strength was insufficient.
Ghosts can't harm him, but other things are a different story, such as guns and ammunition, or tomb traps.
Fang Zong has already tested it and found that the Soul Slave can never harm him, but as for ghosts, even if they are holding a knife, as long as he doesn't put his power into them, they can still kill him.
I'm a little disappointed, but that's normal.
Even a rabbit can kill an eagle by kicking it; there is no such thing as absolute invincibility in this world.
Fang Zong looked at the half-finished Xishan Park in front of him. Under the bright sunshine, there was only a patch of dark clouds. The yin energy and ghostly energy rushing in the air collided wildly with the aura of the old tomb, creating a boundless illusion and a feeling that made him feel uneasy and even thought of death.
There were many armed police officers surrounding the park, and they had set up a cordon. Further inside were members of the anti-demon squad. The area was only fifty meters away from the foot of the mountain in the middle, and the security was tight.
Fang Zong also noticed two people drinking tea at the foot of the mountain, a man and a woman, both quite old, and their bodies emanated the energy of magic.
"A third-level technique, huh? A bit weak, but enough to keep watch." Fang Zong smiled and turned into the bushes beside him.
Before long, Fang Zong reached the edge of Xishan Park. Ordinary armed police officers couldn't catch a glimpse of him. Following the shadows, there were several small lakes surrounding the hilltop.
The small lake was separated by a bridge. The bridge had a nice design, but it was still unfinished, just rough drafts. Fang Zong flipped over and went under the bridge, grabbed the bottom, and slowly sank into the water.
Without using water escape techniques, he slowly descended. In early spring, the water was calm, and Fang Zong could see the leveled edge of the lakebed.
Further down, it suddenly became pitch black.
A powerful suction force grabbed his feet and pulled him down relentlessly!
With a slight shift in his eyes, Fang Zong smiled and, without hesitation, moved forward.
Entering the old tomb from above is impossible. Even without the ghost-slaying team guarding it, the terrifying illusion created by the energy collisions would be enough to give Fang Zong a hard time. But it's a different story below.
In this era of ghostly resurgence, a new and eerie energy has appeared in the air. This energy has not yet permeated the earth; otherwise, the world would have long since become a ghost realm.
Therefore, there is no illusion underground. On the contrary, if there were an entrance to the old tomb, it would definitely generate a simple pulling force!
Down a dozen meters, Fang Zong saw an underground current.
The lake water entered from another underground stream and exited through it, but the current was more than ten times stronger than normal. After slightly controlling his body, Fang Zong felt a stinging pain in his lungs, as if he had exerted too much force and was lacking oxygen.
I gritted my teeth and used the Water Release technique!
With a bang, Fang Zong rushed into the dark current. Due to the strong current, the narrow entrance, which was not very sturdy, widened with a crack, and Fang Zong smashed it into a huge, human-shaped opening.
Fang Zong followed the water flow in, the whiteboard sword looming in front of his face, clearing a path for his skin.
The other option is to just crash into it head-on!
Finally, Fang Zong broke through the surface of the water and crashed back into it.
Before him lay a vast expanse of water, tens of thousands of square meters in size. As Fang Zong was surveying it, suddenly, light appeared on the water, as if a ship of fire had been lit up.
Immediately afterwards, Fang Zong saw a scene that chilled him to the bone and almost froze his blood.
A river!
On the wide expanse of water, a clearly visible river appeared. It was unbelievable, but Fang Zong saw it: a murky yellow river meandering out from the dark blue water.
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