Chapter 44: The Unleashed Darkness

It has been half a day since Hao Zhang entered the Ghost Tamer Training Base.

Evening arrived, the sun had set, the sky grew dim, but under the city's neon lights the sky was not that black.

On the other side.

About ten kilometers away from the training base lies a special Experimental Base.

This Experimental Base was built specifically for Wang Xiaoming.

The earlier conversation with Yang Jian did not let Wang Xiaoming achieve his goal smoothly, but after that talk he also confirmed his next research direction.

Although he abandoned the attempt to use the Ghost Coffin for Fierce Ghost transformation, the new direction still has very high feasibility, and the experiment has already succeeded.

But it is not enough.

Although Wang Xiaoming successfully created a Coffin Nail, it was only thanks to many experimental attempts, and it is still not perfect, still flawed.

That is unacceptable.

He wants to do better, so he must start from the source.

Human Skin is Wang Xiaoming's goal.

A Supernatural Artifact that seemingly knows a great deal of information.

Whether that thing is a Ghost or something else doesn't matter; he only wants the information inside, which is of great value to him.

After entering the Experimental Base, Wang Xiaoming, as usual, moves about his work area.

"The Ghost Coffin experiment has already failed; seal this thing, its potential danger is great, it should no longer be studied," Wang Xiaoming said, standing before a golden special glass.

In a small room in front of him sits a Coffin.

Hong Bai Shuang Sha paint coats the slightly aged coffin, looking flamboyantly eerie under the dim light; although no corpse lies beneath the heavy lid, it feels extremely gloomy and uneasy, as if something inside is gestating.

It is an unknown horror.

Wang Xiaoming has been studying this for a while; honestly, he has not uncovered all the Ghost Coffin's secrets.

It's not that he lacks the mind, but some dangerous attempts he does not dare to make.

"I will immediately notify the relevant personnel to remove this Ghost Coffin," Li Jun said.

He does not care much about this Ghost Coffin, because once the lid is on, essentially no supernatural occurrences happen.

"Wait," Wang Xiaoming frowned after staring at the Ghost Coffin for a moment.

"What's wrong? Any other problems?" Li Jun asked.

Wang Xiaoming said gravely, "The lid is misplaced; the room housing the Ghost Coffin has been opened, and the Coffin itself has also been opened."

"What?"

Hearing this, Li Jun's face changed instantly: "That's impossible; everyone knows how dangerous this is, who would touch it?"

"Perhaps it wasn't opened from outside; perhaps it was opened from within."

Wang Xiaoming furrowed his brow: "I have speculated before—since the Ghost Coffin is a coffin that nurtures Ghosts, what if the Ghost has fully gestated? Would it still remain inside the coffin?"

"Then the Ghost occupying the Ghost Coffin has already been turned into a Coffin Nail, hasn't it?" Li Jun said, his face turning horrified; "Wait, that Fierce Ghost transformation failed experiment..."

In an instant, he turned and growled, "Sound the alarm, everyone evacuate the Laboratory."

"Where? Since there are traces of the Ghost Coffin being opened, where is it?" Then Li Jun hurriedly asked, "The place where the Ghost Coffin was placed shows no strange presence."

Wang Xiaoming's eyes flickered; he looked through the glass at the scene inside the Laboratory behind.

Li Jun noticed this subtle movement, instantly realizing something, and broke out in a cold sweat.

The Laboratory behind was eerily quiet; earlier he had clearly said to sound the alarm and evacuate, yet now there was no sign of movement.

That leaves only one possibility.

The Ghost is inside the Laboratory.

"Damn it," Li Jun spun around sharply, then shielded Wang Xiaoming in front of him.

At this moment, several staff in the Laboratory stood frozen, all slightly turning their heads toward Li Jun and Wang Xiaoming, eyes numb and hollow, devoid of any spark, as if already dead.

Although the surrounding lights were bright, the eerie atmosphere was suffocating.

Li Jun realized the seriousness, hurriedly took a red Ghost Candle from his body, lit it quickly, then grabbed Wang Xiaoming and prepared to leave.

However, when the Ghost Candle was lit,

the slightly eerie green flame immediately flared violently.

Moreover, the Ghost Candle in Li Jun's hand burned away at an incredible speed.

In just five seconds, half a Ghost Candle was completely consumed.

"We can't get out, Li Jun, seal off the Laboratory. Given its safety level, this Ghost has only permeated my work area and hasn't reached outside, and this is a consequence of my actions, I should take responsibility,"

Wang Xiaoming's expression remained calm, as if he had already decided to sacrifice himself to confine the Ghost within this Laboratory.

"No, using the Ghost Domain we can get out."

Li Jun's forehead was already slick with cold sweat; the Ghost Candle in his hand was now less than half a length.

Wang Xiaoming said, "If you can leave using the Ghost Domain, that thing will also leave; I know well the terror of that thing."

Seeing Wang Xiaoming's resolute gaze, Li Jun wavered inside.

In the end, the scale of protecting Wang Xiaoming outweighed the danger of the Fierce Ghost.

A pale green Ghost Fire suddenly erupted on Li Jun's body, covering the room; the next moment, the Laboratory's doors burst open, then the Ghost Fire dissipated, and the room fell into profound darkness.

However, the darkness seemed not to exist only in the lightless room.

After the Laboratory doors opened, the Ghost Fire vanished shortly, and the Laboratory suddenly became bright again.

Although the light inside the Laboratory was scant, it was no longer the previous total darkness where one could not see one's own fingers.

Yet outside the Laboratory, in the neon-lit sky, a square of darkness appeared.

That darkness seemed to swallow all the neon light; beyond the darkness, the sky's gloom mixed with glare, but within the darkness there was only pitch black.

If anyone watches closely at this moment, they will see the coalesced darkness rushing rapidly toward a certain place.

After the darkness, the sky regained its previous neon‑lit appearance, and even behind one could see the lines left by the floating lamps.

At a glance, that receding darkness took the shape of a Coffin; from a little farther away it was literally a black Coffin moving, making the heart race with dread.

(End of chapter)