Modern times, Lishi Mountain.
The fierce wind continued to howl, the cries of ghosts had not ceased, and all defensive measures were activated as the research institute's mobile team swiftly moved into action.
Thanks to the Yin Walkers trained by Sang Que, the ghosts that initially escaped were quickly contained.
When the mobile team returned to the ancient house from the Republic era, they were shocked by the scene before them.
Red hair, like rampant vines, enveloped the entire ancient house, impenetrable, moving back and forth at times, or bulging as if something inside hit it, with blood seeping out.
"Look quickly, what is that?"
Something began to squeeze out from the hair.
"It seems... like a flower sedan?"
Someone recognized what was squeezing out, and everyone immediately raised their guns.
