After the red-clad Female Ghost who had guided us in vanished, the runes on the four bronze pillars surrounding the Lifespan Appraisal Platform began to flicker faintly.
The four words "birth, aging, illness, death" flashed in turn.
Immediately afterward, ghostly green flames ignited atop the four bronze pillars, as though they had been set ablaze.
They also gave off waves of strange auras.
All the invited guests who had come here widened their eyes as they stared at the Lifespan Appraisal Platform before them and the four bronze pillars burning with ghostly flames.
Yet aside from burning, the four pillars showed no other abnormalities.
After realizing there was no danger, no one immediately stepped onto the Lifespan Appraisal Platform. Instead, they all watched the other invitees around them.
"Damn it, can this thing really calculate our lifespans?"
"Could it really be that magical? Do they take this rock for the Book of Life and Death?"
"We ghost cultivators don't have lifespans. How is it supposed to calculate ours?"
"..."
Many people began discussing it.
But there were also impatient invitees.
"To hell with all that. I'm going to the seventh level to exchange for love!"
"Even if I die beneath a peony, I'll still be a dashing ghost. I have to try Carnal Forest Hell!"
"..."
As they spoke, several invitees stepped onto the Lifespan Appraisal Platform.
Holding their invitations in their left hands, they looked at the white jade stone before them. After hesitating briefly, they pressed their palms directly onto it.
Right afterward, flowing, glowing incantation runes suddenly appeared beneath their palms.
The runes flowed, releasing strange energy fluctuations.
Then, a row of numbers appeared on the invitations clutched in their left hands.
The spot on the white jade stone where their right hands had pressed lost its