"Truly, an undying specter."
The Yin Manor reemerged. When Yi Chen first encountered it, his cultivation was shallow and he could not perceive the mystery of Yin Manor. Now that he encountered it again, he had a deeper understanding of it.
"It's not an illusory mirage, nor is it tangible; this crimson house exists in a superposition of both states, as if it could switch between the two at any moment."
"The Yin Manor that can persist in this world is indeed profoundly enigmatic."
"It seems that without touching its core, going to the deepest part, I cannot shake off this entanglement."
A hint of solemnity flashed in Yi Chen's eyes. He changed directions several times and conducted more tests. However, just like before, the Yin Manor followed him like a shadow.
As he was lost in thought, suddenly, the grand doors of the mansion creaked open.
The door was open.
