The underground space was dimly lit. A staircase engraved with demonic patterns wound tortuously downward, and Steward Zhang walked step by step with extreme caution, holding a luminous white lamp.
Black and red mist surged and undulated with the movement of his boots, striving to climb upward wave after wave.
As soon as he stepped into the basement, the demonic patterns all around began to flow, and demonic auras surged, identifying the identity of the newcomer.
Chapter 400