Ascending the mountain path filled with deathly plant-life.
At the sight of the silhouette of the ancient mansion, the mountain trail before them split into a crossroads.
Wooden signs pointing in different directions were placed on it.
[Caves], [Lake], [Forest], [Ruins].
The path in the middle led straight to the ancestral mansion, the place with the densest Death Qi.
The mansion was completely different from the other four derivative areas.
Just standing here, Han Dong could faintly hear the anguished cries coming from the mansion.
The demons who were slain by the scythe and imprisoned here seemed to still be enduring a kind of torture, while being permanently trapped within.
Having lost their freedom and reason, it made them more insane.
Miss Lisa looked at the silhouette of the mansion in the distance and whispered:
