The bluish-green radiance beneath the stone steps grew increasingly intense, and the scent of the manalisa flowers inside the water curtain mingled with a metallic sweetness as it drifted into their nostrils. When Uncle Zhou's voice floated out from within the water curtain, Ye Fan felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end—the voice sounded as if it had been shredded and pieced back together, every single syllable carrying a double echo.
"The first layer of the illusion array: the realm of inner demons." The old servant's calloused finger tapped the water curtain, and ripples immediately spread outward, revealing the vague and indistinct pathways within. "Step inside, one by one. Only by breaking your own lingering obsession can you find the true path."
Mo Liusu suddenly tugged at Ye Fan's sleeve. The cyan patterns on her wrist were glowing with a faint light, as if something living were crawling beneath her skin. "I... I'm afraid my father will be in there."
Chapter 361