As his vital energy was continuously drained, Wang Ye's expression changed slightly.
Xiao Si next to him stared at the blood flowing from Wang Ye's wrist, and a trace of human desire emerged on her stiff face.
Then, she suddenly opened her mouth and swallowed the blood flow into her belly.
The feeling of restraint disappeared, and Wang Ye breathed a sigh of relief. He subconsciously glanced at Xiao Si, only to find that she had reverted to her original calm self.
The old man, on the other hand, was somewhat angry at this moment. He abruptly appeared in front of Wang Ye and stretched out his index finger to poke Wang Ye's forehead.
Wang Ye's body instantly became stiff, making even moving difficult. He could only watch the old man's finger getting closer and closer to his forehead.
A breath of death surrounded him.
"Am I finally going to die?"
Wang Ye's eyes became somewhat distracted. After being reborn into this new life, he still couldn't escape the fate of death.
Moreover...
He would die a little earlier this time.
If he was an ordinary person, he might have lived a little longer.
It sounded somewhat ridiculous.
This old ghost was frighteningly powerful...
But suddenly, a bald man appeared in front of him!
Xiao Wu's wig had fallen off at some point, revealing his huge bald head. Without any hesitation, he blocked Wang Ye.
The next second, the old ghost's finger landed on Xiao Wu's body.
His face instantly turned pale as he spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
"Xiao Wu..."
Wang Ye's gaze refocused as he looked at Xiao Wu's back, his expression complex.
Was there really someone who would stand in front of him between life and death?
"Old ghost!"
Seeing the old ghost grabbing Xiao Wu's neck, Wang Ye's eyes instantly turned blood red. His whole body was filled with a violent aura as his reason receded.
At this moment, the Ancient Domain was on the verge of shattering!
A wisp of black flame had appeared between Wang Ye's eyebrows at some point. His eyes were cold, like a demon escaping from the Nine Netherworlds!
The next second, he drew out his Ghost Blade, slashing at the old ghost's arm with an icy edge.
The arm fell silently. Xiao Wu's body softened and was about to fall to the ground, but was caught by Wang Ye.
At this moment, the blood aura around Wang Ye's body suddenly dropped a notch.
The black flame between his eyebrows also disappeared in an instant, and his eyes gradually regained their sanity.
Dragging Xiao Wu, Wang Ye frantically retreated to stand at the exit of the crack. He deeply etched the old ghost's face into his mind before turning around and diving out.
Xiao Si, who had been silent all along, followed Wang Ye and left together.
And at this moment, the Ancient Domain completely collapsed and fell into darkness.
The old ghost silently picked up his severed hand and reattached it, looking somewhat sluggish.
The door of the only bedroom in Building 4 suddenly opened, and a woman in a cheongsam and mask emerged abruptly.
At this moment, the four buildings became somewhat illusory and disappeared into the Ancient Domain.
The soil in the small garden churned as a huge bronze door emerged from the ground. The door was open, filled with silence, gloom and terror.
And to the side of the door, the bloody word "ghost" was written in seal script!
The woman in the cheongsam stood still for a long time in front of the bronze door before stepping in.
Seeing the bronze door, the old ghost's eyes were filled with a trace of fear as he kept retreating backwards.
Finally, the bronze door slowly closed and sank back into the ground.
The crack at the exit also gradually healed, completely cutting off the Ancient Domain's connection with the outside world.
...
The moment he stepped out of the Ancient Domain, Wang Ye knelt down on the ground.
Xiao Si stood silently by Wang Ye's side, motionless.
Xiao Wu had fallen unconscious.
Although this trip to the Ancient Domain yielded huge gains, it was also extremely dangerous. Being able to escape from the old ghost's hands was an extremely lucky fluke.
At this time, over ten paranormal investigators from the action team had surrounded Wang Ye's neighborhood, which was not far from the exit of the Ancient Domain. Su Changqing was leading them.
Li Hongtian and Mao Yong'an's whereabouts were unknown. Seeing Wang Ye and the other two come out and the Ancient Domain closing directly, Su Changqing's expression changed!
The Inspector was still inside!
Was he dead?
His eyes kept flickering, gloomy and uncertain!
Only the Inspector knew his identity in the Qingfeng Stockade, including all his weaknesses.
If the Inspector died in the Ancient Domain, it would give him a chance to continue working for the Qingfeng Stockade, or... completely turn to the Tian Group!
Glancing at Wang Ye with some hesitation...
After much deliberation, Su Changqing said, "Go save people!"
Following Su Changqing's order, a group of action team members quickly helped Wang Ye up and brought over a chair, while also handing him a bottle of water.
Two doctors immediately took out a bunch of instruments and kept examining Xiao Wu and Wang Ye's physical condition.
In an instant, he had already made up his mind!
In the Qingfeng Stockade, he was just a villager. Even if he contacted the stockade, a new Inspector would be sent, and he would still be just a pawn!
But...
In the Tian Group, he would be second to none!
As for the Inspector having a few women and an illegitimate child in Beijing, killing them all...
From now on, he would be Su Changqing of the Tian Group!
Ignoring Wang Ye, Su Changqing turned and left. With the Ancient Domain closed, there was no need to stay here anymore.
...
At this moment.
Countless paranormal investigators were shuttling back and forth in Beijing.
One after another, Buddha Kingdom spies were dragged out from their own beds and directly killed without hesitation!
A murderous aura permeated the entire Beijing on this day.
Sitting in his office, Zhang ZiLiang looked at the constantly updating intelligence and murmured, "Su Changqing, is it really okay..."
"Wang Ye, as expected, returned alive!"
As if suddenly recalling something, he looked up at Yang Chen standing beside him, "Right, send someone to clean up Wang Ye's neighbors on the 6th floor of Xingfu Community. They really are too abnormal."
"Living with a bunch of ghosts as neighbors must have been hard on him."
Yang Chen flipped his long flowing hair and turned to leave.
Since becoming a twice awakened, his whole aura had undergone considerable change.
No more sarcasm, no more nonsense!
Just like... Li Hongtian.
Walking the invincible path, cultivating the invincible mind!
After all, it seems, probably... Twice awakened were also considered experts in the Tian Group...right?
Wish everyone a happy Labor Day holiday!
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