This place was so dark you couldn't see your own hand in front of your face.
Wang Daniu looked around warily, following the shamaness's claim that the locked-up national fortune was, in fact, a very dangerous existence. Then, he lit his lighter to survey the surroundings but found no traces of the national fortune.
A sense of doubt rose in Wang Daniu's heart as he looked around, puzzled.
Could it be that there was no national fortune here?
With his mind wandering in wild thoughts, his gaze remained fixed on the surroundings. It was then that Wang Daniu noticed something very interesting.
This kind of mist-enshrouded atmosphere, where the fog was so thick that nothing was clear, felt familiar to Wang Daniu; it was the hallmark of an illusion.
Izanami had used this same trick before.
