Mechanical Cave Mansion.
Cultivation Secret Room.
The walls cast from yellow brass expose a large number of mechanical components, some with slowly rotating gears, others with cooperatively moving levers.
The heavy copper door of the chamber has been tightly shut, without a single gap.
The sound of the mechanical components' operation fills the chamber, continuously adding to the stern and solemn atmosphere.
Ban Ji sits cross-legged on the cushion in the center, expressionless, with his eyes tightly closed.
His cheekbones are prominent, the light shining down upon him casts mottled shadows on his face, already moistening the tip of his hawk nose with sweat.
Suddenly, a whisper comes from the void.
Ban Ji's heart shudders instantly: "It's here!"
His body reacts at this moment, his emaciated back abruptly arches, veins standing out on his neck.
Whispers intermittently reach his ears, like strange long fingernails scraping around inside his skull.
