The gate of the second factory was shut tight. Through the massive iron gate, only the dark, hulking buildings of the second factory were visible.
At this moment, a cold wind swept past.
With a "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh," it stirred up a pile of dead leaves...
Uncle-Master took a deep breath and then said,
"Let's go!"
With that, he walked towards the smaller iron gate next to the main iron gate.
The small gate had a small iron lock, but it was already riddled with rust.
Uncle-Master led the way, not pausing at all.
He kicked it with one foot.
A surge of protective energy could be felt.
With a "bang," the small iron gate, along with its lock, was kicked flying by Uncle-Master.
With a few "thump, thump, thump" sounds, it flew more than three meters away...
Although Uncle-Master was over sixty years old, he was still formidable.
After entering the second factory, we followed Uncle-Master deeper inside.
It was the first time for both Old Mo and me to visit the second factory.
We hadn't noticed much from the outside.
But upon entering, we realized how truly massive the second factory was.
Everywhere were iron equipment and machinery, with chimneys standing one after another, linked by spiraling metal ladders.
Standing amidst it all felt like stepping into a steampunk world.
"Holy hell, so steampunk! Fighting ghosts in a place like this sounds thrilling.
Looks like I'll be playing a futuristic law enforcer this time!"
Old Mo said excitedly, looking around.
I was mostly unfazed and didn't respond.
Uncle-Master, however, reminded us,
"This time, we're dealing with a Red-Skinned Fire Ghost. Be cautious, everyone.
That thing can control fire; don't get burned..."
I grunted in acknowledgement.
Even our Master, at the peak of his powers, had been injured and hospitalized for half a month, his cultivation greatly diminished.
Caution was indeed necessary.
Old Mo, however, seemed quite relaxed,
"Master, they let us out even for the massive undertaking at Black Demon Palace.
I don't believe this Red-Skinned Ghost can do anything to us.
Besides, both Brother Qin and I are Chosen Ones.
This mission tonight is definitely going to be a success..."
Whether Old Mo was carefree or possessed a strange confidence, it was hard to tell.
Uncle-Master could only offer a wry smile.
We passed through several areas of the factory complex, and then Uncle-Master pointed to a small chimney in the distance, saying,
"That's the boiler room.
The Red-Skinned Fire Ghost is sealed in the dry well outside the boiler room."
From afar, the boiler room stood alone in a corner of the factory complex.
I narrowed my eyes and instinctively clenched my fist.
Whether I could continue to live depended on that place tonight...
I thought to myself.
Beside me, Old Mo was already getting excited:
"Master, let's not dilly-dally.
Let's go break the seal, and the four of us can take it down together."
Uncle-Master, however, let out a cold snort:
"If it were that easy to destroy, it would have been destroyed long ago.
How else could it have been sealed under our noses for so long?
When we get there, you will all listen to my arrangements.
I have already devised a plan to deal with it."
"Oh? Uncle-Master, you have a good plan?"
I asked, surprised.
"Yes, Master, if you have a plan, why not say it? Why be so mysterious?"
Old Mo also chimed in.
Uncle-Master merely gave a mysterious smile:
"If I say the plan, it won't work anymore."
Uncle-Master spoke with a casual air, as if he had everything under control.
But as I watched him, I felt something was amiss.
Just as Uncle-Master had said, if the malevolent ghost were that easy to deal with, it would have been eliminated long ago.
How could it have been sealed for so long under the watchful eyes of Master and Uncle-Master?
Uncle-Master's so-called plan was probably not a very good one...
I thought to myself, a hint of worry creeping in.
Old Mo perhaps didn't consider these things or think that deeply.
Hearing Uncle-Master say that, he nodded happily:
"That's good then, Master. Just tell us what to do.
We'll definitely celebrate Brother Qin's birthday today."
With that, he reached out and patted my shoulder.
I didn't say anything, just smiled faintly.
Uncle-Master walked ahead, looking towards the boiler room:
"When we get there, we'll first set up the formation, a Seven-Star Grand Formation.
You're familiar with this.
We'll use the formation to seal it.
Then, we'll find a way to wear it down and act according to the situation.
Direct confrontation is definitely not an option..."
Uncle-Master said calmly.
Old Mo and I listened intently.
Xiao Mei didn't understand these things; Uncle-Master just told her to act at the opportune moment and not worry about the rest.
Soon, we arrived at the boiler room.
As soon as we reached this area, we felt a heavy, dense aura of malevolent energy.
There was also a faint black mist in the air.
The coldness and oppression were deeply uncomfortable.
It felt as if a stone were suddenly pressing down on our chests, making us feel unwell.
Around the boiler room, not a single blade of grass grew; there was no sign of life.
After all, the second factory had been relocated for several years.
The entire factory complex was in ruins.
Wild grass and overgrown trees were everywhere.
Even the chimneys were covered in withered wild grass.
But around this boiler room, there wasn't a single blade of grass...
I looked at the faint wisps of black mist surrounding us, saying with a touch of awe,
"Such potent malevolent energy, visible to the naked eye."
Old Mo beside me also widened his eyes, showing a look of surprise:
"Damn, that malevolent ghost is still sealed.
And the negative energy is already this intense.
If it were released, who knows what would happen?"
Not only Old Mo and I were surprised; Xiao Mei also frowned.
Her beastly instincts sensed danger...
Even Uncle-Master took a sharp breath, perhaps not expecting.
The negative energy here had reached such a degree...