Wei Yuan and Xu Wan’er were Dao Foundation stage cultivators. They moved quickly and disappeared after just taking a single step. As a result, Xu Wenwu found himself alone in the eerie chamber.0

The young man looked left and right. The more he looked, the more he felt like it was crawling with ghosts. Countless eyes seemed to be peering at him from the darkness, the faint, high-pitched voice of a woman was drifting through the air and singing something he couldn’t make sense of, a chill was creeping up his neck and growing colder as if someone was blowing cold air at it, and even the darkness was beginning to stir and writhe.0

Xu Wenwu had read the novel about the giant snake scholar and the seven Misses. At the time, he had found the story to be utterly thrilling. Now, all he felt was bone-chilling cold. This was doubly true when he looked at the goddess’ statue; the one with a face that was eerily similar to the woman in the relief sculpture at the front...2