The air became much colder when Zhang Ruochen stepped into the Phoenix Annex. It was as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Zhang Ruochen swept his gaze across the room. There was a long bronze table in the room. Ling, Bai Zi, and Huo Xing were already sitting in the north, west, and east. There were also three beautiful women accompanying them. Two were half-saints of the Immortal Vampires, and one was a human half-saint.
Aside from fine wine and delicacies, there were dishes cooked with human flesh and soul food on the table.
A glass lamp was placed in the center of the table.
The lamp oil was clear and transparent, and the wick was like beans. As it burned, it gave off ripples of patterns. The fragrance was like sandalwood, giving people a sense of tranquility and distance.