CLICK.
Su Ye walked down the stairs, entering the first sublevel.
The environment grew darker. The floor tiles were decayed and cracked, covered in a thick layer of dust and stained with dark red blood. In the corners lay scattered bone fragments.
Su Ye used his Magical Power to lift one. The bone was completely desiccated and extremely fragile. As soon as he raised it, it crumbled like tofu dregs and scattered across the floor.
Compared to the surface, the shrine's underground section was far more eerie and frigid, reminding Su Ye of his previous life when he had delved into ancient tombs in Skyrim Province.
"I wonder if there are any draugr," he muttered.
Su Ye's tone was light, but as he walked, his gaze was as sharp as a hawk's, and he held his halberd at the ready, scanning his surroundings.
There was no room for carelessness in this dreamscape.
'Speaking of which...'
