Insight

Zhang Chen's group was in the oval area at the center of the Art Building's double-ring structure.

The seven-person group, now without Qin Shuang, was led by Shi Feng toward the entrance on the first floor of the level connected to the Academy of Fine Arts, attempting to reunite with Qin Shuang on the top floor.

But Shi Feng had no certainty whether Qin Shuang was truly on the seventh floor.

As for the other four ordinary members, Zhang Chen used a subtle mental technique to calm their anxious emotions. From his perception, Shi Feng had revealed himself to be an Integration Stage cultivator earlier. Though only one step away from the Mahayana Stage, Shi Feng still could not detect Zhang Chen's covert actions.

When Shi Feng used the slender sword in his hand to pry open the locked iron door of the first floor, everyone present felt strangely unfamiliar with this level they had explored before.

The first floor consisted of a series of large classrooms used for art professors to teach entire grades.

However, Shi Feng's goal was clear. He only wanted to reach the seventh floor and reunite with Qin Shuang as quickly as possible, with no interest whatsoever in these classrooms.

Creak!

But as Shi Feng led them past the back door of the first tiered classroom, which could hold two hundred people, the hinges scraped and the door slowly opened. An aura wafted out from within.

"Ghostly aura!"

Shi Feng immediately focused his attention. Unlike Qin Shuang, who carried numerous treasures, he only had a single weapon on him. As someone from the Dark Department, he needed to minimize the risk of his identity being exposed.

"Everyone, hurry and keep up. Don't stay here too long." Shi Feng knew well how terrifying the ghosts hidden