It was still quietly inside.
Lui Muyi crossed the air well in the middle of the Taoist temple and slowly walked towards the main hall, "Where is everyone? Have all the living died?"
He stepped up the stairs, leaned close to the main hall, and looked around.
The dark and dilapidated main hall was pitiful, with sunshine seeping through the broken tiles above, casting mottled shadows across the hall, making it look even more sinister and decrepit!
"This is truly strange, could it be that indeed all the people have died..."
Lui Muyi mumbled to himself, turned around, and was nearly scared witless by the sight of a skeleton head almost touching his nose, causing his eyes to bulge as he froze on the spot.
"No living people here, but there's one living dead."
The jaw of the skeleton head clicked together, emitting a voice as hoarse as a drake's.
Lui Muyi shuddered all over, finally snapping out of his stupor, then screamed in terror as he scrambled to escape.