Chapter 834: The People Hanging Upside Down Above!

Earth.

Inside the dim warehouse, the surrounding workers had already retreated to both sides, leaving the central open space empty. Their gazes were heavy and cautious as they watched Yin Qin inscribing the spirit communication formation.

Outside the window, the wind fiercely blew the tattered cloth draped over the windows.

Yin Qin's expression was calm. She rolled up her sleeves, and her slender hands slowly submerged into the specially treated, crimson blood within the vessel. On the cement floor beneath her feet, with the corpse as the center, she slowly inscribed a bloody formation.

"There are candles in my suitcase. According to the layout on this diagram, place them on the nodes I've left, and light them in the order shown. Don't make any mistakes."

Bai Yi nodded nervously.

He held his breath.

He took out the candles one by one, assisting Yin Qin with the formation's setup.

As the only spiritual medium in the Supernatural Association, she was also one of the earliest people connected to the supernatural to join the Supernatural Administration. And within the Supernatural Administration, the rumor that a ghost was actually permanently possessing her body had always been an open secret.

And in fact, she herself had admitted it.

It was precisely because of her lifelong companionship with a ghost since childhood that she was innately gifted with the ability to contact yin spirits, and she was also the most perfect raw material for the spiritual medium profession.

After a long while.

With the fall of the final stroke, the entire spirit communication formation completed its final outline.

And for some inexplicable reason, the surrounding temperature seemed to have suddenly dropped considerably compared to before, giving off an extremely chilly sensation.

"Done."

Yin Qin calmly wiped the bloodstains from her hands, stood up, walked to the very center of the spirit communication formation, and knelt down in front of the corpse.

"The yin energy in this village is extremely dense. For spirit communication arts, it will provide no small amount of assistance. But where there are benefits, there are drawbacks. Too much ghostly interference will also make positioning far more difficult than usual. However, the main thing is, the ghost we're summoning this time has an extremely high probability of being a wraith that won't be easy to control."

Bai Yi's expression shifted slightly. Unconsciously, he tightened his grip on his hand.

Yin Qin's eyes lowered slightly. Her hands crossed, and she slowly formed one eerie hand gesture after another.

"So next, we'll need your assistance. Those who die unjustly, those murdered, especially those killed by particularly horrifying means, their souls almost never find peace. And if his soul still lingers nearby, the yin energy here will make it even more terrifying."

"Beyond that, my spirit communication ritual will also likely stir up the surrounding wandering souls. So your task is to prevent those souls from disturbing me while I perform the communication."

She turned her head slightly. Her eyes reflected the nervous Bai Yi in the distance.

"This is also why I brought you here, Bai Yi."

Bai Yi immediately straightened his body rigidly.

A trial.

Slashing monsters and ghosts under layers of protection would never be as effective as truly facing the fear of a curse bound to you on the battlefield.

To become a qualified Demon Hunter, this was a step that had to be experienced.

Understanding Yin Qin's meaning, Bai Yi tried his best to make himself serious. He nodded firmly and gripped the sword hilt tightly.

"Don't worry! Sister Yin Qin, I will definitely protect your safety!"

The corner of Yin Qin's mouth curved up.

Because sometimes, to make a person grow, you had to make him understand the meaning of responsibility.

Only then.

Could you overcome the fear in your heart.

Saying no more.

Yin Qin's expression calmed. Then she slowly closed her eyes. From her mouth came a soft, ethereal melody, and her fingers slowly touched the space between the corpse's brows.

And as that ethereal melody arose, the surrounding candles flickered violently. The formation inscribed with blood unexpectedly began to slowly turn pitch black, and the melody grew increasingly insubstantial, causing everyone around to involuntarily become dazed and absent-minded.

Bai Yi also became somewhat dazed, but then forcefully shook his head to clear his mind, and stood sternly on guard around the formation.

Soul-Summoning Melody!

What Sister Yin Qin was using should be this ancient spirit communication method.

During his time training at the Supernatural Administration, he had also come into contact with a great deal of knowledge regarding the supernatural. And in the introduction related to the spiritual medium profession, he had seen some related summaries and introductions about this melody.

It was the ballad of the dead.

And any spiritual medium capable of mastering this soul-summoning method was without exception a top-tier spiritual medium, a true powerhouse who could possibly touch the Death Realm, one who walked the boundary between yin and yang!

Time slowly passed.

The ballad grew more and more ethereal, more and more illusory.

At the same time, the surrounding temperature grew lower and lower. Gusts of cold, sinister wind slowly wandered around the blood-colored formation.

Everyone held their breath and focused, standing on high alert.

Because the more it came to this moment, the more dangerous it was.

Because this Soul-Summoning Melody could not only be heard by the ghost they intended to summon. Other evil spirits would also be drawn by the Soul-Summoning Melody and gather around.

And just at this moment.

Clang.

Bai Yi suddenly turned his head toward the direction of the warehouse's main door. The tightly locked door, as if suddenly pushed by something, let out a heavy sound, as if forcibly shoved open by something, creaking back and forth left and right.

Outside the door was pitch black, completely empty.

But it shouldn't be like this, because Bai Yi clearly remembered that this large door was only the inner door. Outside was a small open area, with piles of useless construction materials stacked at the entrance, and just a few meters directly ahead was a wall. How could there possibly be nothing there?

Unless this warehouse no longer led outside.

Everyone held their breath, not daring to relax in the slightest.

Bai Yi's heart had also risen to his throat. His palms were already covered in cold sweat, and a drop of sweat slowly rolled down from his forehead.

But for some inexplicable reason.

He suddenly felt an intense sense of being watched, but it seemed to not be coming from the direction of the main door.

It was as if something had already walked in and was now hiding somewhere watching him, making his hair stand on end.

But where exactly was it?

Behind him?

No, behind him was Sister Yin Qin and the formation. There were also other people from the Supernatural Administration nearby. If there really was something, they should have noticed.

Then where exactly was it?

Suddenly.

He felt a chill run down his spine.

Because that sense of being watched seemed to not come from around him, but from...

Above.

He swallowed nervously, then uncontrollably, slowly, bit by bit, raised his head, slowly looking upward.

In an instant, his pupils trembled violently.

That's right.

In fact, many "people" had indeed already walked in. It was just that they hadn't seen them. Just like at this very moment, on the warehouse ceiling above his head, one after another, shadowy, dangling figures were walking there upside down.

And when he looked over, those upside-down "people" walking on the ceiling also uniformly raised their heads, all of them looking at him.

His heart trembled violently.

His breathing became uncontrollably erratic.

All "people," densely packed, hanging upside down above their heads, all of them "people"!