When Master spoke, I immediately went on full alert.
I nodded at Master and said,
"Okay!"
Master stopped smoking, ground out his cigarette, and walked ahead of me toward the drum tower's entrance, where black mist billowed out.
The drum tower was chillingly cold, permeated by waves of sinister energy.
Other than the drum tower, there was nothing here.
The ghosts that had been sucked into the construction site, the Soul-Devouring Gu, and Huang Qi, who had chased us here, had likely all entered the drum tower.
Step by step, we approached the drum tower at a normal pace.
When we reached the entrance, Master paused and turned his head to speak to me.
"Xiao Jiang, stay close."
I nodded repeatedly without saying anything.
After seeing me nod, Master hesitated no longer. He took a step forward and entered the drum tower's door, which was filled with black vapor.
I hurried after Master and stepped through the door as well.
In an instant, a wave of bitter cold swept over me.
My vision, however, was severely limited. Apart from Master in front of me,
everything around us was shrouded in black smoke. It felt as though we had not entered a drum tower, but arrived in an especially vast and dark space.
Walking ahead, Master reminded me again,
"Xiao Jiang, stay close. This may be the entrance to a reality-illusion mirage."
"A reality-illusion mirage?"
I blurted out instinctively.
Master, who was walking ahead, nodded slightly.
Another term immediately surfaced in my mind: Spirit Illusion Ghost Domain.
It was like when we entered Pine and Crane Mountain and Cloud White Shop.
After circling the old pine tree, we would enter a long stone-paved tomb path, and only then would we see Cloud White Shop.
Could this illusory drum tower before us