The Power of Supernatural Fusion

The gray Ghost Domain passed through the opening in the wall and entered a dim space.

There was no pause.

It continued upward along the old wooden stairs, passing through a door in the blink of an eye and entering an extremely magnificent corridor.

The place was filled with enormous reliefs and brightly colored murals. Thick granite pillars stood on both sides, supporting a dome more than thirty meters high.

After Jiang Qiao steadied himself, he looked around.

He was quite curious about this building, which was filled with an exotic style.

"This is the first Supernatural place I've encountered that's connected to foreigners. It looks like the interior of some palace."

After sensing the anchor he had established with the outside world, Jiang Qiao began walking deeper inside.

The place was very clean—spotless, in fact.

There wasn't any strange smell in the air, either. Instead, there was an indescribable fragrance that made people feel relaxed and refreshed.

However.

He had barely taken two steps when the red wooden door at the end of the corridor suddenly swung open with a boom.

A hoarse voice rang out.

"Sir, it's surprising that you managed to find this place, but this is private property. Please leave immediately."

Then.

A foreigner with a hunched body appeared in front of the wooden door. He held a red scepter in his hand and wore an unfriendly expression.

"So this place has an owner." Jiang Qiao narrowed his eyes.

"I was walking across a wasteland and eventually arrived at this building. I mean no harm. I simply have nowhere else to go."

"Perhaps you can tell me how to reach the real world."

His tone was very calm.

He wasn't lying to the other party at all. He was merely trying to find his way home...