The man in the black robe led them to an even more eerie hall. At the end of the hall, there was a tall throne, and on the throne sat an elderly man in a black robe. The elder's face was covered in wrinkles, and his eyes flickered with a cold light.
"Elder, these two have passed the test and become new members of our Blood Ghost Sect," the man in the black robe said respectfully.
"Very good." The elder's voice was hoarse and deep, "From today on, you must follow the rules of our Blood Ghost Sect and serve us."
"Yes," Mo Han and Qing Shuang answered in unison.
"You may leave." The elder waved his hand.
The man in the black robe led them out of the hall.
"What do you plan to do next?" Mo Han asked Qing Shuang.
"First, let's get a sense of the situation here, then figure out a way to contact Luo Chen," Qing Shuang said.
"Alright," Mo Han nodded.
The two began to walk around the castle, gathering information.
