Yu Jing found the hidden button in the room, but he did not press it, lest he alert the enemy.
"Senior, how long can you maintain your 'ghost state'?"
"Don't worry. Although I can't become one of the Ten Outstanding, I'm still considered a relatively talented disciple. With Painting Spirit's help, I'm already close to reaching Minor Accomplishment of 'Soul Entry.' Besides, Painting Spirit and I are twin sisters, born with souls that are naturally close and easy to fuse. My ghost state lasts much longer than an ordinary person's... Half an hour is no burden at all. If I force myself, two hours won't be a problem."
"Sorry for the trouble. Take us down directly with your strongest Scroll World illusion technique, and don't let anyone discover us."
White Painting Ghost State
Senior Zhen Zhen's two long legs gradually floated off the ground. Ink stained the seals formed by her palms, and she held a paintbrush between her lips.
The paintbrush outlined a small door made of ink on the floor.
The underground area reached through this special ink door was actually a parallel space to the underground Priest Area.
The Scroll World's scenery was exactly the same as that of the outside world, except that the surroundings looked as though they had been painted in ink wash.
Various human skulls hung on both sides of the passage stairs, with candles fixed atop them.
When they reached the lowest level, various fine scales lay scattered across the damp floor. Water from the Dead Lake continuously seeped through the rock layers, mixing with the blood here.
A small stone platform stood in the center, surrounded by a certain evil formation. It should have been the priest platform mentioned earlier in the story.
"All right, Senior, stay in the Scroll World.