Bab 58: The Land of Evil Spirits

The mystical Corpse Control Art practiced by the disciples at Crow Ridge had been passed down for over two thousand years. Ever since the disciples could remember they had started mingling with corpses and graveyards. It would not be considered as an exaggeration if they were to say that they could not sleep without using a tombstone as a pillow. However, the expressions on the disciples of the Luo family now were panic-stricken.

The witchcraft and the murderous battle from the dense jungle did not follow them any further. Wen Leyang retrieved the cloth strip from his chest pocket and passed it to Mumu. The pores on his body simultaneously contracted and relaxed as he sensed his surrounding attentively. After a while, he abruptly opened his eyes wide and warned loudly, "Be careful!"

There were countless unidentifiable objects underneath the dried riverbed. They flowed like water as they converged from all directions towards them.