The girl spoke again the next second.

"Just a moment ago, this was a connected river, but now it has slowly split into two parallel lines."

After she finished speaking, I quickly stared intently in the direction her little finger was pointing.

Upon closer inspection, wow, it really does seem to be true!

The river I just saw was meandering, and based on what I've experienced before, I guess this river must be the pool where Fatty Zhou went to collect sea marrow.

The problem is, this pool shouldn't be such a long river at all.

It should be more like a stagnant pool, with only the feeling of a small stream flowing through it.

Putting this aside, I find it even harder to understand how the river, which occupied a large portion of the mural, changed shape in such a short time.

How much has this thing changed without me even noticing? I haven't seen anyone come here to wield a brush or splash ink!

Moreover, the bigger problem is that this mural looks like a painting, but in fact I can see the raised and recessed marks on it.

This wasn't drawn at all; it was carved!

Even more unbelievable!

Since it was carved, it shouldn't have changed so quickly.

This is far too meticulous and too massive a project!

Unless there is some strange creature behind this wall... not only can it stretch, adjust and change the mural at any time, but it also has such great power to push the mural away from the inside!

As I pondered, my scalp began to tingle more and more.

As I looked at the mural, I noticed that the faint line in the middle was indeed more pronounced than before.

This can't be the place that's going to open in a little while!

I tried hard to recall and distinguish the differences in the murals, but apart from the dotted line gradually darkening, I didn't find any other obvious differences.

I scratched my head, about to speak, when I suddenly realized that things had indeed changed!

I yelled, "Look at these people!"

Both Lei Jijian and the girl were taken aback, and then began to observe carefully as I moved my finger.

As I pointed at these people, I said, "I always thought the change was in the cracks in the murals, but little did I know the change was in the expressions of these people!"

I've noticed that the figures in the murals now seem more lifelike than they were at the beginning.

The people we just saw emerging all had indifferent expressions on their faces. Although the depiction was detailed, it wasn't very precise.

Whether it's wailing or ecstatic joy, it requires careful discernment to barely distinguish between them.

But now most of the people inside are fierce and menacing!

It was as if these guys were about to step out of the painting at any moment.

"Holy crap, wait, these guys look like they're really coming out!"

I blurted it out.

As I look at these characters, they are becoming more and more vivid and prominent. If someone hadn't released them, how could this have happened?

Seeing that the girl didn't speak, I turned around to ask her what she thought, but found that she was still frowning and staring intently at the mural.

I was extremely anxious, so without thinking, I quickly grabbed Yiyi and ran in the direction we had just come from.

At that moment, the girl gripped my hand tightly, though she hesitated slightly.

"Brother, this might not be the death gate!"

I was stunned when I heard her say that.

What's this "death gate"? What's this "life gate"? Did I hear that right?

I was completely bewildered; my mind hadn't quite grasped what the girl meant.

The girl pointed to the mural with a solemn expression.

"Brother, didn't you just say that this mural was going to be unveiled...?"

If we can escape from here, isn't this our only way out?

Why do you insist on breaking that curtain? Besides, the curtain has now become a wall.

If we use brute force to break it open, this secret chamber might collapse..."

The girl focused her gaze on the mural in front of her, first glancing at the dotted lines on the mural, then turning back to point to the curtain we had just entered through.

At this moment, the curtain had already turned into the walls that blended in with the surroundings. If we didn't know where the curtain was, we would probably have had to search for it for a long time.

I forced myself to calm down and covered my head to think carefully.

At this point, you can't afford to make the wrong choice!

We were just inside the Blue Armor's Compass Chamber, which was extremely dangerous, but we managed to escape successfully.

However, upon entering the palace, we found only these exquisite murals and nothing else, and we encountered no way out whatsoever.

Even the fact that this palace was able to evolve into something familiar to us at the beginning, namely the scene inside the manor, I think, is also a projection based on our inner selves.

They were simply luring us in, intending to trap us here.

If we go any deeper, I'm afraid we'll find it even harder to extricate ourselves.

At that point, it won't just be a matter of ghosts suddenly appearing on our faces. What if we really get trapped here? What about the covenant we made?

What about the agreement with Blue Armor? Or even, will our Dewdrop Branch become stronger or weaker?

At that point, it will be completely out of our control.

Faced with this unknown, I'd rather maintain my current state.

At least for now, it's still something I can control.

If it really changes to another form, I estimate it will definitely take some time to adapt, and I might even have to fight against the new agreement.

That would be very difficult.

I sighed inwardly.

But when I glanced at the girl again, her expression still held the same conviction she had just held.

It also carried an attitude that left no room for doubt.

I don't quite understand why she would take such a risk?

Logically speaking, even if the girl had some opportunistic intentions at this point, she should have acted cautiously.

Having managed the estate for so long, I think she understands better than I do what steady progress truly means.

When I looked at the figures in the mural more closely, I found that their expressions had become even more ferocious.

Moreover, the facial details seem to be depicted more meticulously; one can discern the anger, anxiety, and hostility on their faces without careful observation.

Even the few handsome and calm faces that were just moments ago now seemed extremely fierce.

No way...

A collective demonization?

My mind went blank for a moment.

Not only that, I noticed that the dotted line in the mural was becoming more and more realistic, and it was even about to open up.

If this really is an escape to the outside, or even a direct crossing through the shallower areas back to the manor's exit, perhaps this is all we're missing.

If we break away from here and simply leave the Sunken Compass House, all we'll lose is a single dew-covered branch.