Living Forbidden Ground.
Bitter winds and mournful rain, dark and murky.
Seen from afar, the room with its little light was like a lone skiff in a raging storm, liable to capsize into the ocean at any moment.
Yet at that moment, an Uncanny aura filled that little room.
Such a scene could never have existed in the mundane world.
Inside the room, a sinister, terrifying gray aura drifted out of the Tiger Tally and finally formed an eye. It swept its gaze around before settling on the dignified woman standing behind Professor Han.
The dignified woman noticed the eye as well. She glanced at it and actually nodded to it.
She was unafraid.
The aura of the five-colored canopy over her was almost solid enough to become tangible Incense Offerings.
And more Incense Offerings continued to sustain her without end.
Such an abundance of Vow Power was rare even among the Incense Offerings received by ordinary immortals.
After seeing the dignified goddess, the eye vanished from the room and flowed outside with the bitter wind and mournful rain. What Professor Han saw as bitter wind and mournful rain was an entirely different scene in their eyes.
It was a disturbance of auras. One Yin God after another emerged from the bitter wind and mournful rain.
[On the Auspicious Day of wu, we prayed to the lord of the hunt]
[The hunting Che were ready, the four stallions mighty]
This was a hunt fit for a King. Over the past few days, Yin Gods and Uncanny beings that did not know their place had all ended up in the toilets up above. In truth, those toilets were only there for outsiders. Yao Changsheng and the others who had originally lived here had no need to eat or use them.