Looking at the Black Iron Door that had already closed in front of him, Xiao Sun wore a complicated expression. He had never expected things to turn out this way. He'd only casually lifted the mirror.
"I hope the visitors don't get hurt." Xiao Sun was worried that Red High Heels might accidentally kill them. "I wonder if Brother Chen is in the Haunted House. In a sudden situation like this, who should I find first? That actor, Wu Jinpeng, seemed like a decent guy. Maybe he'll know what to do."
Xiao Sun was about to turn and run outside, but hesitated. He turned back and grabbed the iron door's handle. "Should I open the door? If those visitors are lucky enough, maybe they'll have a one percent chance of returning the way they came."
He was only trying to help, hoping to leave the visitors a way out.
He took the Chain covered in Blood Threads off the iron door and wedged it into the gap so the door wouldn't close completely.
Endless Black Fog poured through the gap and began to drift out into the hallway!
Black Curse threads seeped into the building. The people who had hurt the Underworld Fetus in his memories appeared in a different form, transformed into eerie silhouettes that wandered through the Black Fog.
These monsters had no physical form and couldn't cause real harm to people or Vengeful Spirits, but they could draw out the evil and fear buried deep in people's hearts.
Red High Heels had used a Curse to recreate the Underworld Fetus's past. She wanted to gradually recreate the process by which he became a God of Calamity. These shadowy monsters were merely an added effect.
As soon as the iron door opened, the silhouettes from the Underworld Fetus's