Within the dark shrine filled with the smell of incense, Li Huowang stood in front of the three clay statues as he struggled with himself. 1

Was that voice real or just a hallucination?0

He had just entered the village, and rather than finding anything about the Sitting Oblivion Dao, he had managed to confuse himself instead.0

Just as he was thinking about this issue, the door to the outside was suddenly pushed open. The shrine keeper poked his head filled with white hair into the shrine, using the light of a candle to illuminate the interior of the shrine.0

With this weak light, he checked the interior of the shrine, especially the rafters. However, even after looking around for a while, he didn’t see anyone.0

“That’s strange. There’s...0