Under the gaze of those ghostly eyes with only whites left, Yang Xiao felt incredibly uneasy, and goosebumps uncontrollably emerged on his arms.
Yang Xiao had experienced a similar feeling before, but that was in the Nightmare World, facing a real ghost.
At this moment, the air of unease was fermenting, and Yang Xiao had never seen or even heard of such sinister things.
At the same time, Yang Xiao had to treat the powerful Bone Painting Tower with more caution.
The adoptive son of the Big House Master possessed such sinister magic artifacts; Yang Xiao dared not imagine how sinister the Big House Master and Little House Lord might be.
Indeed, the name is never unearned; those who make their name in the vast world of martial arts are never simple.
However, saying anything now is too late. He's locked in this space by the enemy, unknown to those outside, unable to rescue him; now, he can only rely on himself.
