Red, a hair-raising red.
This was the first and only color visible in the room, flooding their vision as if they had plunged into an eerie Hell.
Numerous bottles and jars are neatly arranged like museum collections.
Occasionally, some jars contain not only parts of human bodies but also various supernatural objects and inexplicable instruments linking them.
The original color of the instruments is already indistinguishable, with only a ghastly blood-red remaining on their surfaces.
Looking closer, whether it's the heads on the walls or the severed limbs in glass containers, they all seem to tremble slightly, as if they still possess their consciousness despite being entirely severed.
There is a vague sense that these supernatural objects and the limbs have some connection, much like the relationship between a Fierce Ghost and a Symbiont.
"Is this... the Mouse Flute?"
Among the many supernatural objects, He Zhan spotted something familiar.
