Seki Naoya and Ikegami Kazuki shuddered.
They inexplicably felt the air around them grow colder.
A chilly atmosphere spread all around.
Beichuan Si finally aligned completely with the mirror.
Within the mirror—
Beichuan Si was coldly watching the outside of himself.
The air seemed to return to silence, and the eerie atmosphere receded like the tide.
Beichuan Si's eyes were shrouded with a deathly aura, he saw no resentments.
It seemed as though the apartment was just an ordinary abandoned apartment.
"Having been burnt once, are you unwilling to be fooled again?"
Beichuan Si stood up from the ground, feeling little surprise.
The contrast was striking.
Although they failed to enter the spiritual realm this time, it indirectly indicated that whatever dwelled within was still afraid of him, otherwise it wouldn't have avoided him.
Plus, there might be a limit to how many living beings the spiritual realm could accommodate at one time.
