"Boom."
With the heavy rumble of the door opening, the wooden door slowly swung open. Watching it open, Xingxiu felt her dejection instantly dissipate, replaced by an uncontrollable surge of joy. Yet when she stepped into the secret chamber beyond it, the sight that greeted her left her shaken.
The scene beyond the wooden door was utterly terrifying. A sinister wind condensed from supreme yin true qi roared wildly through the dim, spacious secret chamber. Its shrill, piercing howl sounded like the wailing of malicious ghosts from hell.
Black mist billowed and churned ceaselessly like ghostly flames. Within it, she could clearly make out countless ferocious eyes radiating cold killing intent. Amid those densely packed eyes, one pair shone most conspicuously with dazzling silver light.
These eyes were entirely different from the others. Terrifying, icy energy spread around them, carrying savage killing intent. A strange energy also lingered over them, faintly exerting a suppressive force on the surrounding eyes. When those other eyes, brimming with cold killing intent, turned toward the silver pair, they betrayed a trace of fear. Clearly, all these eyes revolved around that silver pair?
Around these eyes, she could vaguely distinguish blurred outlines-irregular masses from which suffocating soul power emanated.
This bizarre, utterly distorted sight sent a chill through Xingxiu's heart, and cold rose along her spine. The roaring sinister wind and rampaging black mist turned the entire secret chamber into something resembling the netherworld, exuding a suffocating aura of death. Those countless eyes within the black mist were like the myriad demons and monsters haunting a ghost realm.
At that moment, in the center of the swirling black mist—the center of the secret chamber that now resembled a netherworld of ghosts—a black-clad figure sat cross-legged in midair. He radiated a Cold Yin aura that seemed