The fading twilight fell on the wooden desk, the scent of ancient books wafted into the nostrils.
Shen Yi frowned slightly, feeling slightly uneasy in the unfamiliar environment.
Before stepping into the pitch-black light curtain, he had not expected to see such a serene and peaceful scene.
Looking around, the meandering staircase was flanked by neatly arranged bookshelves, on which ancient books fluttered their pages with a rustling sound and jade slips trembled lightly, sounding like pleasant spring water.
Shen Yi glanced at the blood-drenched corpse of the Thunderhoof Demon Emperor in his hand.
Then looked toward the quiet spider curled up nearby, flipping through an ancient book with its long legs.
For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he or the spider was the true demon.
It seemed as though he didn't quite fit in with the essence of this scholarly place.
"If I remember correctly, this is your first time in the Law Storage Pavilion?"
