The woman's voice that suddenly rang out was hollow and ethereal. Everyone had already heard it here more than once. Hao Ren turned around and saw a woman in white standing less than five meters behind him. She wore the long dress of an upper-class lady from more than two centuries ago. Her light-brown curly hair was tied into a bun, with two locks hanging down from behind her ears onto her chest. Her features were noble and dignified, and she possessed an aristocratic air, just as she had appeared in the portrait they had seen earlier.
Hao Ren's gaze lingered on her for a moment. The edges of the woman's body appeared faintly quivering and translucent. Just as the information they had obtained suggested, she was undead.
Without a doubt, she was the ghost who had mysteriously issued warnings several times before.
"You're finally willing to show yourself?" Hao Ren looked at the woman in the distance. "I thought you planned to keep watching from the sidelines forever."
"It isn't that I'm finally showing myself. It's that you've finally come to my territory." The female undead spoke calmly, her voice carrying an ethereal quality. "I didn't expect you to actually find this place. Very few people can reach this spatial layer... Who exactly are you?"
Hao Ren couldn't help thinking of the tiny Evil Spirit currently staying inside the canning jar. He still remembered that it was only after the little thing suddenly began making a huge fuss that the space shifted, allowing their group to enter this "second domain." Though it was difficult to explain how such a weak Evil Spirit could possess this kind of ability, what was happening before him seemed to be related to the little fellow.
However, he had no way to explain all