"This should be the place!" Ling Feng arrived at an abandoned factory in Yanjing, and looked up at the moon again, a hint of realization in his eyes.
This place was originally a graveyard before it was developed into a factory. However, after the factory was built, there were often accidental incidents, and it was rumored to be haunted by evil spirits, leading to its gradual decline until no one dared to take it over.
But in Ling Feng's eyes, the supposed hauntings were just due to the concentrated Yin Energy of the area, forming a faint Yin Energy mist at night. Through this layer of mist, the moon appeared slightly blood-red.
"This is where the Moonlight gathers. If I'm not mistaken, they should be here," Ling Feng thought silently.
At that moment, Ling Feng's ears twitched as a strange voice came from a distance.
"Brother Zhang, do you really think they're here?"
