The Peaceful Realms——Senluo Ghost City:
In the eerie and solemn side hall of Yama Hall, the peculiar dim light of the Netherworld shines through the carved window lattices, casting mottled shadows on the bluestone floor.
The air is filled with the faint aroma of sandalwood and the unique smell of Netherworld Paper burning.
"So, you really decided to go to the new map?" I Want to Be Immortal frowned, holding a teacup that had yet to be touched for a long time. Ye Luo hadn't spoken, but her pursed lips and solemn gaze equally revealed her inner apprehension.
