As for Wild Dog Daoist's doubts, Zheng Dali was quite curious too. Zhang Xiaofan had long since lost much interest in the so-called divide between righteous and demonic. The other five, however, paid Wild Dog's question no mind at all. Instead, they treated searching for new portraits of evil gods as a game, bending at the waist and lowering their heads as they continued looking around.
Zheng Dali had originally been thinking of making rubbings of these eight pictures to take back for He Dazhi; he imagined He Dazhi would surely be delighted to receive them. But once he thought of how he had no paper or ink on him right now, and that his painting skills had practically never existed, he immediately gave up the idea.
None of the three went to look at the eight evil-god images. Instead, they began checking their surroundings to see if there was anything unusual, or whether there was a path leading upward. From outside, they had clearly seen that this hall had three floors in total!
"This stone is actually the light source!" Feng Feng pointed at the center of the eight evil-god images on the ground and shouted to Luo Yunji.
The moment Luo Yunji heard that, he immediately looked over. If he could find a lighting treasure even better than his Night-Shining Pearl, then this trip would not have been in vain.
After looking closely at this crystal-clear stone, one would discover that there were many facets on it, all of different sizes.
The light source came from it.
Luo Yunji slowly walked up. Just as he was about to approach and reach out to touch it, his back suddenly tightened, and someone pulled him away from this strange stone.
"Watch your step!" Zheng Dali's voice came from behind Luo