Running A Cemetery in North America-Chapter 383 - 259: The World of the Dead

After a brief moment of honesty, the atmosphere within the team noticeably improved.

Strong individuals always admire each other; since everyone possesses such powerful Tomb Guardians, the success rate of this mission will undoubtedly increase significantly.

"This place has manifested such tangible evil ghosts. Do you think it might have something to do with the Ghost Gate?"

Li Lang furrowed his brow in thought: "The Ghost Gate, could it truly be the mythical Ghost Gate of the Underworld?"

Upon hearing this speculation, everyone’s expressions froze for a moment.

The Underworld, a place well-known to Eastern People.

It is where King Yama, ghost generals, Ghost Soldiers, Oxhead and Horseface, and Black and White Impermanence exist.

Legend has it that only the souls of the dead can enter the Underworld, and the living who trespass the Ghost Gate will lose years of their lifespan.

"Let’s stop talking about this and keep searching. Delaying might change things."

Zhou Mangmang spoke up to break the silence.

Fear can easily affect a person’s emotions; even the strongest individuals can make erroneous judgments about the unknown and breed fear that impairs their performance.

It’s like an adult passing through a dark alley hears a baby’s cry but cannot find it no matter how hard they try.

Over time, they might think they’ve encountered something supernatural and flee in terror.

But in reality, the sound was just a cat standing high above, wailing.

Two completely mismatched creatures, yet the more powerful party falls to fear and gets thoughts of fleeing.

This is the hidden danger of harboring fear.

As the initiator of the team’s mission, Zhou Mangmang has an obligation to ensure that no one in the team develops unnecessary emotions.

Otherwise, the success probability of this Five Stars mission would decrease.

They proceeded to search floor by floor; along the way, they encountered many evil ghosts.

But in front of Sun Yan’s team, each of whom harbors top-notch Immortals as Tomb Guardians, they were no match.

Soon, Sun Yan and his team walked out of the building into the empty street outside.

The cars by the roadside were covered in dust, indicating that they hadn’t been used for a long time.

"Look, there are footprints here."

Li Bo pointed to the nearby street and saw a trail of bloody footprints leading off into the distance.

"Follow and check it out."

Everyone immediately followed the blood trail, and a few hundred meters away, they saw a man with a large hole in his chest sitting by the road, barely alive against a car.

He was wearing a Daoist robe, indicating he was a Kongtong Sect disciple.

"Are you okay?"

Li Bo hurried over to support him.

Upon hearing someone speak, the Kongtong Sect disciple slowly turned his head and said weakly, "Quick, get out of here, or else you all will die..."

"Don’t speak yet."

Zhou Mangmang reached out and conjured a water ball from the air, putting it into the Kongtong Sect disciple’s mouth.

The wound in his chest began to heal visibly, and the bleeding was brought under control.

"You can do that? Amazing." Lin Yunzhong gave a thumbs up.

Though they all had powerful Tomb Guardians, they were not like real Immortals.

Healing was not their forte unless someone had a Tomb Guardian specifically for that.

"He’s very seriously injured. I can only keep him alive for now, but saving his life is unlikely." Zhou Mangmang sighed regretfully, "I’ve done my best."

"Thank you, who are you?"

With his chest wound under control, the Kongtong Sect disciple appeared much better and asked Sun Yan and the others.

"We’re here to rescue you. Are you the only one who came this time?" Li Bo inquired.

"No, there were three of us, but I got separated from my brothers. I don’t know where they are. We were attacked by demons. This city is terrifyingly dangerous, you should leave quickly."

Zhou Mangmang shook his head, "Don’t worry about us. We have our own plans. Tell us what you know, and perhaps we can solve this Land of the Profane issue."

The Kongtong Sect disciple sighed, "This place is not simple, it’s certainly not an ordinary Land of the Profane. Something’s happened to the evil ghosts here, even a Ghost King has appeared. I suspect there’s something even scarier at the city’s core; you better not go there, or you’ll all die."

He reached into his robe and took out a Token.

"Since you’re not planning to leave, bring this. If you find my brothers and they’re still alive, please rescue them. The Kongtong Sect will be deeply grateful to you, and I thank you on behalf of my master."

Although Zhou Mangmang temporarily used a technique to keep him alive, his injuries were too severe to save him.

Even if taken away, he wouldn’t last long.

"I understand, don’t worry. I’ll do my best to save your brothers." Zhou Mangmang nodded.

They gave the Kongtong Sect disciple a glance and then left in the direction he pointed.

Being from the Kongtong Sect, this person must be quite powerful.

But even so, ending up in such a condition shows that this city harbors strong demons.

...

"Since becoming a Tomb Guardian, have you encountered a Ghost King?"

Walking down the empty street, faced with the quiet environment, Lin Yunzhong suddenly asked. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Zhou Mangmang nodded, "I once encountered a Ghost King in a mountain village. In life, she was falsely accused and betrayed by her lover. Although she was deeply in love, she was tricked by him into becoming a prostitute. In the end, the village spread tales of her being unfaithful, and in humiliation, she hanged herself. After death, she was carelessly buried in a mass grave, and her resentment transformed her into a Ghost King, with the power to create a small Land of the Profane, which caused me considerable trouble. Fortunately, I managed to ease her suffering in the end, she was quite pitiable."

Li Lang chuckled, "Speaking of, I also met a Ghost King once. It was from a wealthy rural family, generations in business. War and dynastic changes never affected their legacy because the ancestors’ graves were perfectly positioned, blessing successive generations,

but when they moved the graves to an even better Feng Shui spot, the ancestors’ bodies turned into a Zombie King. My brother and I were invited to help, and it took great effort to eliminate the Zombie Ghost King; otherwise, the land would have been ravaged."

Seeing that everyone had shared their stories, Sun Yan felt a bit left out if he didn’t share as well.

So he said, "The most formidable Ghost King I’ve met was in the South Seas, known as the Black Curse Buddha Mother, extremely perilous, with the power to create a Land of the Profane. I nearly fell into her trap."

Lin Yunzhong clapped his hands, "As expected, with Guardians possessing two Tomb Guardians each, everyone’s experiences are quite thrilling. Unfortunately, I’ve never met a Ghost King. It seems this time, I’ll get to see one."

"Owoo!"

Just as Lin Yunzhong finished speaking, a piercing wail sounded in the distance, causing the ground to tremble.

Everyone’s expressions changed upon hearing it, knowing it was no ordinary sound, indicating a powerful presence.