Other than a few empty wine racks, there was nothing else in the villa's basement.
When Ronan had first bought this house, he had come down to take a look.
He had been able to sense the strange aura filling the place.
At the time, Ronan had not acted rashly, nor had he moved here from his apartment in the city.
Today, when he returned to this basement, that unusual aura was still present—if anything, it had grown even stronger.
Silently, Ronan activated his Psionic Power and began a meticulous search.
Now that his Psionic Power had broken through to Four Rings, his spiritual strength was enough to extend outward and affect reality. His probing ability was more than ten times stronger than before, enough to deal with greater threats as well.
Very quickly, Ronan discovered something unusual.
A moment later, he lifted a thick section of flooring.
It consisted of four floor tiles, with an ingeniously designed mechanism that required two corners to be pressed at the same time before it could be raised.
When the movable floor panel lay flat, it fit seamlessly with the surrounding tiles. Without careful observation, no one would have noticed anything suspicious.
Ronan had only uncovered its secret with the aid of his Psionic Power.
As the floor panel rose, a staircase leading to a lower level immediately appeared before his eyes.
A bone-chillingly cold aura rushed at him!
No one knew how long this aura had accumulated underground. It was enough to freeze an ordinary person stiff in an instant, but it could not affect Ronan while his Psionic Power protected him.
Carrying the kerosene lamp he had brought down earlier, he followed the stairs downward.
The light cast by the lamp gradually illuminated this new space Ronan had just discovered.
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