The group spoke little; after counting their numbers, they directly went indoors to rest or train with the other subordinates.
The night grew darker and darker.
The spirit coffins were deathly silent, and the night sky was equally quiet.
Suddenly, all the lamps went out with a swift whoosh.
Everyone awakened in shock.
"What happened!"
Some figures swiftly darted outside in a blur. Others immediately positioned themselves among the numerous spirit coffins indoors, surveying the entire scene...
It was mysterious and quiet, with nothing amiss.
Jhiang Rang arrived at the backyard of the courtyard, seeing only a clear pond, nothing else.
His gaze fell upon the water's surface, which was calm, without any ripples.
Even with the abilities of ghosts and spirits, they couldn't enter water without causing ripples, could they?
