"Rumble!"
Jiang Qiao slammed his fist into the Wooden Door.
Stove Fire engulfed the Wooden Door.
It instantly killed the vicious ghost reaching out from inside, but did not damage the Wooden Door itself in the slightest.
Amid the flames.
The Wooden Door's mottled cracks and rotting grain.
Its seemingly precarious structure.
None of it changed at all.
Not only that.
Jiang Qiao also sensed that this area was losing some kind of balance under the Wooden Door's influence.
No...
It was more than just a feeling!
The lights buzzing in the corridor rapidly turned from pure white to green. The entire corridor seemed illuminated by ghost fire, leaving nothing but a ghastly green glow.
This feeling...
Jiang Qiao remembered the Hong Kong horror films he had watched before.
In some films, the lighting would deliberately shift to a cold green when ghosts appeared, making the actors look eerie. But this was no film. This was actual reality.
"So that's it."
"This Wooden Door is the true source of the darkness I encountered on the stairs."
"It attached itself to the iron door."
"It made me think the darkness came from behind the iron door. When I summoned the Nether Sea, I frightened it away, so the iron door returned to normal."
"But it didn't give up."
"It kept lurking in the shadows, trying to attack me. With this much autonomy, this Wooden Door probably has self-awareness."
It was common knowledge that evil spirits attacked people.
Supernatural Items were dangerous.
It was also common knowledge that they posed a threat to people.
Evil spirits feared the Nether Sea.
They were frightened off by something even more supernaturally terrifying.
That was normal too.
But.
Weighing risks and benefits, lying in wait to ambush someone, even devising strategies and knowing how to