"Master Su, the ghosts you requested are within this Array Map,"
After the birthday feast, Xue Xin personally took Su Jie into a special grand formation.
This was a chaotic stone cluster located in a desolate suburb. All around it was deadly silent and eerie, sunlight unable to penetrate, making the interior dim and gloomy.
In the center of the formation stood a stone tablet, towering over a hundred meters tall, standing solitary.
Its surface was engraved with indistinct characters and symbols, bearing the marks of erosion over the years. Green moss covered the ancient inscriptions.
A cold breeze passed by, and if one listened carefully, faint whispers could be heard emanating from the tablet, as if calling from deep within the earth, sending shivers down the spine.
