Chen Jichuan pondered.
He entered the hidden chamber from the bedroom, then descended underground from the hidden chamber.
An entirely different world immediately unfolded before his eyes—
Yellow talismans covered the walls, ceiling, and floor: Soul-Suppressing Talismans, Soul-Summoning Talismans, Soul-Binding Talismans, as well as Soul-Nourishing Talismans, Yin-Gathering Talismans, and Soul-Hooking Talismans.
Hundreds upon thousands of yellow talismans.
Some were pasted up, others hung suspended.
Combined with the underground gloom and dampness, they made the place particularly sinister and terrifying. An ordinary person entering this place would be scared half to death even if they were not corroded by its yin energy.
Chen Jichuan was unafraid.
Ghostly wails and mournful sobs of "Wuu wuu wuu~" rang out endlessly around him. His vital energy and blood were like a blazing furnace; neither displayed outwardly nor allowing anything near, they protected his body and kept yin energy and ghosts from approaching, much less corroding him.
Yet even so.
Amid the shadowy darkness, Chen Jichuan still seemed to carry a trace of sinister air.
Methods held neither righteousness nor evil.
People held goodness and wickedness.
But even cultivators, if they remained in such an environment for too long, would have their temperament affected, turning from sunny to gloomy, from kind to evil.
No wonder the world classified methods such as the Five-Ghost Yin Soldier Method as crooked and heretical paths.
Chen Jichuan silently recited the Golden Flower Yellow Plain Scripture of the Exalted Lunar Yin Primordial Sovereign, Filial Dao Immortal King of the Moon Palace, guarding his original heart as he walked directly to the altar at the center of this underground hidden chamber.
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
The moment he approached the Yin Altar, furious roars exploded beside his ears. Looking closely, he saw vicious ghosts in the forms of a rat,