Haunted?
Wang Jixuan's Bone Puppet 'opened its eyes wide.'
He had reached the vicinity of a dried-up Great Marsh. Several points at its edge were thick with baleful energy. Based on the experience Wang Jixuan had summarized from his previous investigations, each of those points concealed damaged treasures.
Where had that voice come from?
Wang Jixuan did not dare let down his guard in the slightest.
Although he and Peony had mastered a few tricks for entering and leaving this place, he understood that delays could lead to unforeseen changes.
Their entry into this place had not exactly been secret. Other factions could naturally think of using baleful energy to 'seep' inside.
Wang Jixuan stopped moving, and the Bone Puppet waited quietly atop its cloud for a while.
Then he suddenly heard that voice again.
"Ah... it seems this old woman misunderstood..."
Wang Jixuan still gave no response.
He waited silently for a moment. Only after realizing that no terrifying aura was descending directly upon him did he carefully ride his cloud away.
He did not even mark the locations of those damaged treasures.
Suddenly, the voice rang out again. Compared to its previous hoarse gloominess, it now carried a little more vitality.
"Are you a living creature? Don't worry, I bear you no ill will, and I cannot hurt you."
Wang Jixuan pondered for a few moments and transmitted his voice through Immortal Sense.
What he said was...
"The variables remain unchanged, so the even terms remain unchanged!"
"Hmm?"
"Who was the woman I once loved most?"
"What?"
"What was the name of our hometown, that azure planet?"
"What are you talking about?"
The elderly female voice was filled with confusion. She had been speaking in the ancient language of the Immortal Realm, whose grammar differed slightly from the