Venturing Deeper Once More

"Two Eighth Tier beings appeared one after another in a single Supernatural place. Unbelievable."

After killing the Weird Man, Jiang Qiao took a few breaths. He was more curious than ever about the identity of this place's owner.

Eighth Tier experts were rare.

Even in the Supernatural World, they were major figures. Among top native organizations like the ancient villages or the Guangming Society, only a handful of people had reached that level.

There might be more among ghosts and monsters, but most ruled over territories of their own.

The owner of this castle could make Eighth Tier experts serve him—one human and one Evil Spirit at that. That was no small feat.

"Those chairs really were connected to him."

Jiang Qiao glanced up.

The chairs that had filled the corridor, along with the people sitting in them, had vanished after the Evil Spirit was killed.

The passageway was quiet again.

But an old Wooden Door had appeared at the end of the corridor, inside the cell where Duan Hong had been held.

And on the scratched stone table lay a vivid green stalk of bamboo, as though it had just been cut.

"It was empty a moment ago. There was nothing but a wall."

"Now there's a door, the scratches on the table are gone, and a stalk of bamboo has appeared."

"What's going on here?"

Jiang Qiao went inside and picked up the bamboo.

The moment he touched it, he sensed something wrong. Its surface had uneven marks.

He examined it more closely.

Suddenly, a faint human face surfaced on the bamboo.

His expression changed at the sight of it.

"What the hell!"

"Is this... the Evil Spirit from earlier?"

In that instant,

he began to understand.

This cell might be the passage deeper into the castle. A