120. Once you accept your own weaknesses..._2

However, Xu Yuan looked around the room and saw nothing but ashes—it seemed like there was really nothing left.

Was this inheritance truly this simple?

Xu Yuan also tried to observe the other, but no matter how he checked, he couldn't find any trace related to the other's spiritual power or physical structure.

"Was I looking in the wrong direction, or...?"

Xu Yuan gazed at what was in front of him, which rather than a graveyard, it was more aptly a wooden house intended for living.

"Could the clue be outside?"

Just as he was about to lift the latch and open the door,

an anomaly suddenly occurred.

The originally pristine walls became mottled and moldy. The skin peeled off continuously, turning rough, and black-green mold grew on the uneven walls, emitting a cold, damp smell.

The rich darkness akin to ink attacked once more, but this time it enveloped the entire room.