"Hey, I'm asking you a question!" Seeing that Yu Huang remained silent, Yin Fu was so anxious that she nudged her with her arm.
Yu Huang couldn't be bothered with Yin Fu. She carried the spirit sword and walked deeper into the tunnel.
Seeing this, Yin Fu, who was afraid of ghosts, turned her head and looked around. She had a feeling that the Saint Tomb was gloomy and creepy, so she was afraid and hurriedly jogged to follow.
As she walked, Yu Huang sized up the painting on the wall of the corridor while listening to Yin Fu chattering about her terrifying experience in the Saint Tomb.
Yin Fu said, "I think there's really a ghost in this Saint Tomb."
Yu Huang replied perfunctorily, "Isn't Prime Master Jing An that ghost?" Prime Master Jing An's soul had been restrained in the Saint Tomb for so many years. She should have become a malicious ghost long ago.
