I Became a Witch in a World Full of Urban Legends

Indeed, when Lu Yibei first saw Lu Xu, she was terrified—the walls, the ground, and even the ceiling were painted with bloodied handprints, and they still dripped with fresh blood.

And a familiar stench that made her shiver.

The corridor had a thin layer of mist, just like what she saw in the village.

A cold breeze blew from the window at the end of the corridor, silently parting the grey mist.

The doors of the labs down the corridor were all tightly shut, but Yibei felt that if she were to get close to them, a pair of bloodied arms would burst out and pull her in.

It was as if she had entered a new world the moment she stepped into the corridor.

Her eyes continued to burn, warning her of impending danger.

‘Seems like Professor Ma is here, and…

The power of the bamboo scrolls is manifesting into reality, and thinking of her perils in her dreamscape; she couldn’t help but shiver.