Lin Feng stood where he was, watching the Jin Family member inside conduct his experiments.
Through his Dharma Eye for observing qi, he watched the wisps of qi drifting in every direction around him.
He did not rashly approach.
This place resembled an experimental field.
The Jin Family had learned the Divination Art, but had not fully mastered it. They had not opened any other spaces.
They had merely inverted the "yin and yang" here.
The man rambled on, talking to himself.
His mental state was very poor.
This was the inevitable consequence of spending too long living alone, cut off from others.
Unnatural muttering, sudden neurotic expressions, an unstable frame of mind—all of these were evident in this Jin Family member.
The eerie mysteries he studied might have aggravated his condition.
They had made him even more neurotic.
"The Monks in the Buddhist Temple didn't originally hold their Water and Land Dharma Assemblies for wandering souls and stray Ghosts. The hungry Ghosts of the Hungry Ghost Realm, one of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, have very complicated origins.
"But one widely known origin is that the hungry Ghosts of the Hungry Ghost Realm come from those poor souls whose sacrificial offerings have ceased.
"With no descendants making offerings to them, they're left helpless and alone in the Underworld. Deprived of those offerings, they become hungry Ghosts like these.
"Their bellies are huge, and they can never be satisfied.
"Yet their throats are as narrow as needles.
"When they swallow ordinary food, it's like swallowing burning coals.
"So, look at these Ghosts that starved to death. Aren't they pitiful?"
Lin Feng remained expressionless. What the Jin Family was doing now had nothing to do with obtaining the Elixir of Immortality.
They were researching forbidden knowledge.
Lin Feng tightened the Bronze