Chương 393: Finding the Map of the Holy Land

In one of the houses—toward the far side of the village—there was a faint, peculiar Spirit pulse.

It wasn't strong, but it was distinct enough to stand out from the rest of the empty surroundings. This was something worth investigating.

Aksai quickly made his way over to the house in question. From the outside, it looked just as decrepit as the others—its wooden door barely hanging on its hinges, and the walls worn down by time. But there was a subtle hum of energy emanating from within.

He pushed open the door, careful not to make too much noise, though the creaking hinges betrayed his presence anyway. Inside, the house was just as worn as the exterior—dust covered every surface, and cobwebs draped the corners.

'Hm? Cobwebs? It means that there should be a food chain in this domain. But where are the rest of the animals?' Aksai thought to himself before putting that thought at the back of his mind.