At this moment, the Special Affairs Bureau in the city remained in a tense silence.

"Director, we have a situation."

Qin Changqing approached with a grave expression.

A stunning woman followed him. Her figure was striking, her posture commanding. Her long legs seemed carved from marble, and her frosty demeanor exuded an air of unyielding authority. The temperature seemed to drop the moment she entered, a tangible reflection of her presence.

She was Bai Yingxue, Director of the Special Affairs Bureau of Fengcheng. Despite being a woman in a world dominated by men, her extraordinary strength and decisive leadership had silenced all dissent. She had claimed her position not through debate but through overwhelming ability.

"What is it? What's happened now?" Bai Yingxue asked, her brow furrowing slightly.

"In the northern part of the city, there's an old mass grave. It's part of an ancient battlefield where countless lives were lost," Qin Changqing began, clenching his fists. "A spatial tunnel has appeared there, and a swarm of evil spirits is emerging from it. They're heading straight for the city."

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His voice dropped, the weight of his words chilling the room. "If these spirits are allowed to reach Fengcheng, the entire city could be wiped out. Nothing will remain."

"Evil spirits? Are you serious?" One of the agents couldn't contain his curiosity. "I've heard ghost stories before, but I've never seen anything like that in real life. Do they even exist?"

"They exist," Qin Changqing replied, his voice steady and firm. "But don't think of them as folklore or myths. They're as real as the barbarians from other worlds, though far more sinister."

Bai Yingxue's gaze hardened. "These spirits aren't just unusual creatures. They are unique entities with immense danger. Compared to barbarians, they are leagues beyond in threat level."

She continued, her tone sharp, "Barbarians can be killed with bullets and shells. Evil spirits, however, are immune to conventional weapons. Bullets are useless against them. The only way to destroy them is through special methods—burning them with the blood energy of martial warriors. Without such methods, even our most advanced weaponry is powerless."

"What? Our weapons can't hurt them?"

The words sent a ripple of shock through the room. The agents of the Special Affairs Bureau exchanged uneasy glances, their confidence visibly shaken. The idea that firearms—symbols of modern civilization's dominance—were ineffective was a staggering blow.

"This isn't a battlefield of flesh and blood," Bai Yingxue explained. "If we analyze this through modern science, these spirits are energy-based lifeforms. How can physical weapons harm something that doesn't have a physical body? Only energy can counter energy. There's no other way."

"But where did these spirits come from?" one agent asked, his voice tinged with disbelief. "Even if it's an ancient battlefield, a mass grave, it doesn't explain this many spirits appearing all at once."

"Exactly," another added, echoing the confusion in the room. "Even with all that history, how could so many evil spirits suddenly emerge?"

The room fell into a tense silence, each member weighed down by the gravity of the situation and the many unanswered questions.