Successful?
The space in front of him bubbled for an instant before stabilizing once again. There was a mass of purple miasma left floating in the air in the exact spot Hao Xuan had appeared in.
The hooded man leaned forward and took a deep breath in through his nose, inhaling the entirety of the miasma.
"Hmm, a demon? An abyss dweller? Or a spirit? It smells a little familiar, a little...raw..." he muttered under his breath while licking his lips. He stayed there for a few seconds until a gust of wind blew in from the north, taking him with it.
**
Hao Xuan opened his eyes again and found himself hovering in the same room where he had found all the Prime Letters in the first place. The only door was smashed to smithereens and other than the central panel, everything else was in a mess.
There was even blood and numerous marks all along the walls. It looked like a fight had broken out in there after Hao Xuan and company's departure.
"Did they fight with one another?"