At this moment, the ceiling of the ancient house's front hall, where they stood, was adorned with strange, unidentified objects dangling down.
These things seemed to be slowly breathing and subtly moving.
Some occasionally twitched, others swayed left and right, and some even floated up and down.
Ling Yan and Mu Yuan slowly walked beneath the densely packed ceiling. As they drew closer to these objects, Ling Yan couldn't help but frown, while Mu Yuan simply gasped.
Hanging upside down from the ceiling were eyeballs of varying sizes and shapes.
Above each eyeball, a network of web-like structures was visible, rustling with the rapid flow of blood.
Dragging these eyeballs down were individual blood vessels!
And those blood vessels, of various thicknesses, extended along the rafters into the previously dark passageway.
That passageway had no light, and they didn't know where it led.
