The Ex-Machina in Dimensional Travel

Even though there was nothing there, he could sense a faint "danger" in the wind.

"This feeling..."

Without a doubt, it was the same "feeling" the original body had experienced earlier. This time, however, it was not particularly intense.

Seeing this, Xiu Er inspected her mechanical body once more. Only after confirming there was nothing wrong did she step through the gate.

But the moment she passed through the Stone Gate and entered the Spirit Mausoleum, a sudden change occurred.

Boom!

The previously heavy Stone Gate suddenly shut, producing a dull crash.

The light that had shone in from outside and illuminated the hall was completely cut off by this change. The only remaining source of light was the faint glow from the lanterns hanging overhead.

Such weak light could not dispel all the darkness. The area near the gate where Xiu Er stood had been swallowed by darkness the instant it closed.

Another chilling gust of wind blew through.

The bone-piercing wind came from deep within the mausoleum and brushed over Xiu Er's body. The "deathly aura" that had always permeated the surroundings became even denser.

Faced with a scene straight out of a horror film, Xiu Er remained as calm as before.

Ever since entering the Spirit Mausoleum, her gaze had remained fixed on the deepest part of the hall.

The horrifying scene could not interfere with a puppet. Her attention was completely drawn to the vague "black shadow" concealed in the depths.

At that moment, an elderly voice suddenly came from where Xiu Er was looking.

"I already know thy purpose. However, thy 'fate' has not yet reached this point. My sword shall only fall upon the 'one chosen by fate.'"

"But!"

Though the old man's voice was not loud, it made Xiu Er feel an inexplicable