Chen Hao glanced down, his gaze indifferent and his voice calm. "It's filth formed from condensed sinister energy. Nothing worth worrying about."
He kept walking, the aura around him growing stronger. A faint golden light seeped from his body, thoroughly dispersing the foul yin energy that approached and keeping Yaoyao safe behind him.
Just then, faint footsteps came from the corner at the end of the corridor. "Tap... tap... tap..." They were slow and soft, yet unusually clear in the silent hallway. Not a single figure was visible.
Chen Siyao instantly held her breath, her small hands clutching Chen Hao tightly as her heart pounded. The livestream chat also fell silent, everyone holding their breath as they stared at the corner on-screen.
Who was there? A person, or... a ghost?
Chen Hao paused briefly. A sharp gleam flashed through his eyes, and his lips curved in a faint, knowing sneer. Clearly, the things inside this Ghost Domain were getting restless and wanted to show themselves.
The tapping footsteps drew closer, slowly coming around the corner toward Chen Hao and his companion. Yet no matter how hard everyone looked, they could see no one. Only the sound echoed through the empty corridor, carrying an eerie chill that made their skin crawl.
Yang Wanqing's face turned pale with fright, her lips trembling slightly. Still, she forced herself not to scream and pressed tightly against Chen Hao, whispering in a tearful voice, "Chen Hao... what's that sound? I'm scared..."
"Don't be afraid. They're just small fry. They can't do much." Chen Hao's tone remained casual. He patted the back of Yang Wanqing's hand to comfort her, his eyes still calm and utterly without fear.
The livestream chat flooded with comments:
[Guest001: Holy shit! Footsteps with nobody there! That's terrifying!]
[Guest002: High God, do