Ignoring this side passage,
he continued sprinting toward the deepest part of the corridor.
Not long after he started running, droplets of water began seeping from the doors of the rooms on both sides. The droplets gathered together, soaking streaks of water into the floor.
At the same time, the wooden doors began bulging one after another.
They were clearly made of hard material.
Yet now they seemed to have turned into soft rubber.
No... They weren't rubber.
Jiang Qiao could no longer see through the doors to what was inside, but he could clearly make out that each door was a coffin board covered with human skin.
"The Supernatural Phenomena are affecting the corridor, activating the evil spirits hidden inside the rooms."
"Is that Ninth Rank expert, who may be human or ghost, really this cautious? He still doesn't intend to appear in person."
"Or perhaps his abilities aren't suited for direct combat?"
"But against an Eighth Rank Awakened like me, isn't this a little excessive?"
Jiang Qiao was puzzled.
Ignoring the surrounding Supernatural Phenomena, he kept running toward the deepest part. Before long, a new crossroads appeared before him.
However, the left, right, and front of this crossroads were blocked by a yellow-mud wall.
He had no choice but to stop.
The wall looked somewhat like the earthen walls in rural villages in the northwestern regions in years past.
It simply wasn't as dry. The mud on it was wet and carried a faint fishy stench, while viscous liquid kept seeping through the cracks in the wall.
"The front, back, left, and right are all sealed off."
"Are you really that afraid of me getting through? Or do you think this wall can stop me?"
This mud wall was extremely sinister.
Jiang Qiao felt that it had probably