Chapter 674: The Fierce Building

Jiang Wei and Zhang Peng found Chen Yu; Chen Yu had long anticipated this result, so the few of them didn't say much and drove straight to the Xionglou.

The Xionglou itself was a quite large residential complex containing over thirty buildings, and the true Xionglou was the building right in the center.

Chen Yu got out of the car and stood at the main entrance of the unfinished residential complex; Chen Yu was simply stunned.

Not to mention that the complex's location was on the Three Killings Position, the layout alone was enough to shock him.

The east side of the complex faced a Wealth-Breaking Formation, and the left side faced an abandoned high-rise of a chemical plant several kilometers away—a textbook Wealth-Breaking Sha.

Moreover, it was surrounded by Yin Land on three sides, forming a Yin-Gathering Ground; it would be damn strange if this place weren't haunted.

Furthermore, the true Xionglou was located at the very center of the complex, where the terrain was low and sunken; it was neither biased nor tilted, facing directly where the filthy Qi of the earth's veins rose, making it a Fierce Gathering Ground.

This place was located in a remote area, and due to pollution from the chemical plant, there was almost no one within a five-kilometer radius, though there were plenty of lonely ghosts and wild spirits in the surroundings.

It was already past midnight, and the area was surrounded by a mass of Yin Qi invisible to the naked eye; it was equivalent to saying that the inside and outside were two completely different worlds, and ordinary people could not enter.

"Mr. Chen, is there something wrong here?" Zhang Peng, on the side, saw that Chen Yu's expression was off, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.

"This place is a Yin-Gathering Ground, and the high-rise where they were livestreaming is a fierce spot within that Yin-Gathering Ground. At night, this place is practically a site for a Hundred Ghosts Night Parade. Your sister has real guts," Chen Yu said.

"Then what should we do?" Zhang Peng was anxious: "I have to go in."

"Wait, it's midnight now, and the Yin Qi of the Yin-Gathering Ground is at its peak. This unfinished building is isolated from the outside world; it is no longer the same world as ours, so you can't get in."

As Chen Yu spoke, he took out several Talismans and handed them to Zhang Peng and Jiang Wei: "Keep these on your person. I will clear the path; follow me closely and do not leave."

"Alright." The two nodded hurriedly, tucked the Talismans away tightly, and then followed Chen Yu.

Chen Yu made a cutting motion with his hands, and the Yin Qi invisible to the naked eye in front of them was split open to create an opening. He stepped into that opening, and Zhang Peng and Jiang Wei quickly followed.

The group arrived at the unfinished building in the very center. Chen Yu looked up, and everywhere his gaze reached, there were only hazy, translucent shadows.

These people wore various attires, some from the Republic of China era, some from the late Qing Dynasty, and some even earlier.

It was just that these things were at best lonely ghosts; they looked at the three of them and tried to rush toward them, but they couldn't break through.

Chen Yu walked to the lobby of the unfinished building and saw that it was filled with rampant Yin Qi. A girl was curled up into a ball, shivering—it was Zhang Yan.

"Yanyan, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Peng was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to help her.

Suddenly, Zhang Yan raised her head; a strange smile hung on her face, and a glimmer of red light flashed through her Double Pupils.

Zhang Peng's scalp exploded, and all the hair on his body stood up. Following the red light in her eyes, he felt as if his entire being had fallen into an ice cellar, continuously plummeting downward.

Chen Yu stepped forward, pulled Zhang Peng away, and tapped a finger on his forehead. Zhang Peng felt a buzzing in his head, and his consciousness gradually returned to clarity.

Meanwhile, the 'Zhang Yan' before them slowly stood up; a strange smile hung on her face, and blood was streaming down from her seven orifices.

Chen Yu slashed forward with his palm, striking 'Zhang Yan' squarely on the shoulder. Zhang Yan let out a miserable shriek, her body gradually turning transparent before transforming into a pile of ashes and disappearing.

"She is not your sister, just an illusion created by a rather fierce lonely ghost. It confuses the mind; you must not be deceived," Chen Yu said.

"Alright, thank you, Mr. Chen." Zhang Peng broke out in a cold sweat. He steadied himself and became even more cautious from then on.

"Brother Yu, besides Zhang Yan, there are four fans and a cameraman. Where are they now?" Jiang Wei followed nervously behind.

"Let's go check the basement floor." Chen Yu looked around; besides the crowd of lonely ghosts invisible to the naked eye, he didn't see anyone else.

He took out six one-foot-long Array Flags and tossed them upward. The six apricot-yellow Array Flags scattered in mid-air and inserted themselves straight into the six corners of the lobby.

Instantly, a faint glimmer of light flashed, and the lonely ghosts in the room panicked and fled in all directions.

Those who ran slowly were struck by the yellow light, screaming as they were sucked into the flag array.

The flag array flashed with light, forming a Yellow Springs Filthy Yin Great Array. This Great Array was like a bottomless pit; low-grade lonely ghosts would all be sucked into it and then fall into it.

After setting up the Array, Chen Yu formed a hand seal, and the Array began to operate. It was as if a massive black hole had appeared in the lobby, with lonely ghosts being sucked into it from time to time.

After finishing all this, Chen Yu took the two of them to the basement floor.

The main structure of this building had been completed, and the basement was planned as a parking lot, but once the building became an unfinished project, the parking lot was left to rot here as well. Now, the basement was covered in sewage.

Just as they descended the stairs, they saw a person standing blankly at the stairwell.

Zhang Peng recognized this person; it was Zhang Yan's cameraman, Xiaowang. He was covered in blood, standing at the stairwell trembling, looking at Chen Yu and the others with a face full of terror.

"Xiaowang, where did Zhang Yan go?" Zhang Peng was concerned for his sister and shouted anxiously.

Xiaowang did not answer. He looked at them, trembling. Suddenly, his eyes rolled back, his pupils disappeared, and then he let out a loud roar, ripped a piece of exposed steel bar from the wall on the side, and violently hurled it at Zhang Peng.

This guy's strength had suddenly become immense. The steel bar he threw came whistling through the air, and Chen Yu pulled Zhang Peng away.

*Thud! * The steel bar actually embedded itself into the wall. Although this place had been under construction for many years and the cement had a tendency to weather, the force behind such a throw was still quite astonishing.

"He has been possessed; it's a very fierce thing," Chen Yu shouted.

As he spoke, Xiaowang hissed and lunged violently toward them.

Jiang Wei had learned a few moves; he rushed forward and pounced, trying to pin this guy down.

But Xiaowang casually slapped him, and Jiang Wei was sent flying five or six meters away with a *thud*.

Jiang Wei lay on the ground in pain, twisting, and said with an expression of disbelief: "How does this kid have such great strength?"

"The strength he has now is not his own, but that of the thing inside his body. If you go head-to-head with him, aren't you just asking for trouble?" Chen Yu said, speechless.

Xiaowang pounced with a *whoosh*, grabbed a cement brick with his backhand, and smashed it toward Chen Yu. Chen Yu snatched the brick from his hand and then slapped him to the ground.

After Xiaowang fell to the ground, he tried to get up, but Chen Yu tapped a finger on his forehead.

The guy struggled a few times and then lay on the ground motionless, while a transparent shadow darted out from his body, turning into a wisp of green smoke and attempting to flee.