Old Yu Street was no longer a simple image outlined by memory in Ji Li's mind. It had begun to change.
It was like a 3D printer that had started operating, constantly updating and shifting scenes as dynamic things were printed one by one into that static image.
The Dream Ghost had not explicitly helped, but neither had she done nothing.
Ji Li could not open his eyes, but he could capture anything that was constantly moving.
Through this Dynamic Perspective, he immediately identified his current situation.
He was now standing atop a massive coffin, squeezing against the already narrow staircase, with half his body suspended in midair.
Ji Li's position happened to bring the precariously swaying coffin into a delicate balance.
At the same time, judging by the floor layout, the staircase would reach the Seventh Floor if he went down further. After descending two more floors, he would arrive at the destination of this operation: the sixth floor.
Yet within those mere two floors, seven constantly shifting lines were stationed at various points, all staring at the narrow southern stairwell with gazes that Dynamic Perspective could not make out.
"Seven ghosts are all there..."
Ji Li's expression darkened visibly. It was not because there were too many ghosts; that was not the most important thing.
What was truly terrifying was that all seven ghosts were concentrated on the sixth floor. They had even given up on blocking the narrow southern stairwell.
Indeed.
Rather than blocking his path step by step, guarding the destination directly and waiting for him to come to them was obviously more effective.
Dynamic Perspective could reveal objects, but it could not identify ghosts. Ji Li had no way of determining the identities of the seven ghosts guarding the sixth floor.
However, the Twin Female