Sun Rui's Resolve

Inside the second floor of the Ghost Post Office.

The old wooden staircase appeared again. It was shrouded in black haze and mist, impossible to see clearly, but it was clearly extending upward, as if connecting to some place.

Yang Jian did not hesitate. He crossed the corridor, stepped onto the creaking old wooden stairs, and walked upward.

Li Yang followed behind without backing down.

Although he was covered in injuries, having just tamed two ghosts gave him more confidence. With Yang Jian leading the way, he did not seem worried about reaching a dead end.

Yang Xiaohua, Liu Mingxin, Cai Yu, and Wang Shan hesitated for a moment, but quickly followed. The rest of the second floor was being consumed by darkness; rooms were vanishing, and everything on the second floor was being erased.

This floor was already rejecting them.

The appearance of the stairs leading upward proved that they had no other choice.

The staircase to the third floor was far longer than it should have been. By normal floor height, the distance between the second and third floors should only have been a few meters, yet these wooden stairs stretched for more than twenty meters.

Both ahead and behind, the staircase was blanketed in black mist. They could see neither the end nor what lay behind them.

As they continued up the stairs, the scenes from the second floor behind them began to disappear rapidly.

Gradually, the third floor came into view.

Like the second floor, there were almost no changes. It was still a square-shaped corridor, but the only difference was that the central courtyard was no longer empty. There was an open space there, with several furnishings arranged on it. At a glance, it felt somewhat like they had returned to the first floor.

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