"Ghosts... Ghosts!!" The wife, hiding behind tightly shut doors and windows, watched her husband outside with wide eyes, witnessing every bizarre scene unfold before her.
However, he did not see the decaying temple being devoured by the flesh tumor.
Perhaps it was because the temple was too dimly lit, or because its location was too remote and its size too small.
Unless one had the vision like Fan Wu,
it would indeed be somewhat difficult to notice.
But the disturbance in the pond was different; it was very significant.
A black coffin shrouded by Evil Qi and Yin Energy was particularly conspicuous at such a time.
The black coffin was tightly bound by thick chains, but whether due to age or constant immersion in water, they were covered in rust.
As if one strike from an axe would break the chains instantly.
"Hiss..."
"Roar..."
Eerie and ominous low growls emanated from within the black coffin.
The sound easily traversed a hundred steps,