The Buddha's Heart Passes on the Lamp: Wu Song Receives a Spirit Infusion, and the Emergency Headband Is Developed! (Continued)

It was impossible to simply remain at the mercy of Esoteric Buddhism without trying to find a solution.

Lin Chen was curious as well. What secret trump card was Lady Ji hiding?

Behind the screen was a wall that looked seamless.

Lady Ji walked to the wall, extended her jade-like hand, and gently twisted an inconspicuous bronze crane lamp.

"Rumble—"

A dull mechanism sounded.

The wall slowly slid apart to both sides, revealing a deep, dim passageway.

A hundred times more intense Yin Baleful Intent than outside surged toward them from the depths of the passage.

The smell was like bitter gall, yet also like rancor that had festered for a thousand years.

"Come in."

Lady Ji glanced back at Lin Chen, the smile in her eyes turning somewhat strange and profound.

"I'm going to show you my King's Courage!"

Chapter 605: King Goujian of Yue? He was nothing but a slave beneath my feet!

King's Courage?

Could what lay below be Lady Ji's secret method for achieving kingly aura?

The passageway was deep and gloomy.

A stale, moldy odor permeated the air.

It was the dead silence that had settled over a thousand years.

Lin Chen followed behind Lady Ji, carefully examining the secret chamber.

A luminous pearl was embedded in the wall every few steps.

Lin Chen's gaze swept across the walls on both sides.

They were covered in murals.

The lines were crude and rugged, carrying the primitive style of the Ancient Wuyue period.

But the contents of the paintings made his scalp prickle.

There were no scenes of song and dance in peaceful times.

No sacrifices or hunts.

Only punishments.

Skinning.

The little figure in the painting had been hung upside down, its naked muscle fibers clearly visible, as though it were still faintly twitching.

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