"No wonder."
Anning felt the thick mahogany door with her hand.
"Is there a particular reason for this?"
Old Xu and Yin Baichuan were both quite curious.
Anning handed two talismans to them: "Stick these on your forehead."
Old Xu and Yin Baichuan did as they were told.
Just as they affixed the talismans, they saw a dense black mist continuously leaking out from the crack of the door, with some bloodstains on the mahogany surface.
Anning opened her hand, and Old Xu noticed Anning's fingertips were dyed red.
He reached out to touch the door as well, but Anning immediately grabbed him: "Don't touch it."
Old Xu was taken aback and didn't dare to make any rash moves.
"What's going on here?"
Old Xu pointed at the door: "Why is there black fog?"
Fear was also evident in Yin Baichuan's eyes: "Is this what people often refer to as yin energy?"
Anning shook her head: "It's not yin energy, it's Evil Qi."
