"How could this happen?" Leng Yanhua widened his eyes; the black feather in Tianmiao’s hand dispersed just like that.
Tianmiao said, "This is the aura of the Demon Clan. This place is related to them."
"Demon Clan? Is this related to your mission to save the world, Tianmiao?" Leng Yanhua became even more confused upon hearing this. The aura of the Demon Clan? And then the feather dispersed as soon as Tianmiao touched it? Is Tianmiao’s constitution specifically able to restrain the Demon Clan?
"Probably," Tianmiao said indifferently, glancing around. This palace felt extremely odd, as if everything was reversed. Decorations that should be on the right were on the left, paintings that should be on the wall were on the ceiling, and paper offerings that should be on the altar were placed under the table.
Suddenly, the feeling of being watched emerged again.
Tsk, these things that love lurking in the shadows are truly not likable.
At this moment, a faint glow emerged from an object in Tianmiao’s Storage Space. It was the Spirit Talisman from before. Since deciding not to let Xiao Fei dissipate and returning to the state without any description, it started glowing again, seemingly hinting at something.
Tianmiao took out the Spirit Talisman, and a few black Demon Clan spells gradually appeared on it. The candle flames flickered in front of the altar. She thought for a moment, then reached out to place the Spirit Talisman on the candlestick and ignite it.
"Crackle~"
The small sound of the candle sparked something within the quiet space.
Leng Yanhua was studying how to eat the offerings on the altar, trying to peel two bananas. He turned his head and was shocked to find Tianmiao had disappeared.
He quickly raised his head defensively, glancing around, but still couldn’t find her or any abnormalities. He hurriedly shouted to Ai Li, "Ai Li! Did you see Tianmiao? She was just here, such a beautiful lady - where did she go? How did she disappear? What happened?"
Ai Li was at the back of the hall, looking at the paintings on the ground. Hearing Leng Yanhua shouting that Tianmiao was missing, she quickly ran over. The two searched around inside the hall, but still couldn’t find her or any traces of abnormalities.
"Could Tianmiao have encountered some danger?" Ai Li was somewhat worried.
"What nonsense! Tianmiao is so strong; she can slash everything with a single blade! If there’s trouble, we are in danger, not her! I think we should wait here a bit longer!" Leng Yanhua was very confident in Tianmiao’s strength.
...
After Tianmiao ignited the Spirit Talisman, as soon as she furrowed her brow, the grand hall became brightly lit, golden and splendid. At the door was an inscribed plaque: ’Life Begins at Death.’
Beside the door sat a dwarf old man, smoking a pipe while scribbling with a pen.
Tianmiao approached, and the old man tapped his pipe, not even raising his head, he said, "Hand over the Spirit Talisman; I need to stamp it for you to exit."
Tianmiao handed over the Spirit Talisman, which was now inert, along with the black Demon Clan spells that had disappeared.
The old man reversed his pipe and pressed the red flame from the tobacco onto the talisman, creating a red circular stamp, "Done, you may go."
Tianmiao cooperatively strode out the door, uninterested even in asking the old man where this place was, as the vast Demonic Qi here drained her curiosity.
The entrance of the hall was an abyss of darkness; beneath her feet were several steps, but beyond them was no path, only a chasm. The black abyss resembled a giant mouth, anyone who accidentally stepped off would fall into the abyss, doomed eternally.