"However, if this evil spirit can shield itself from the Daoist's inner eye and confuse my senses so that I can't leave, why are there still living people here?"
"With such capabilities, it wouldn't need to go to such extremes, lacking any other means to deal with the townspeople."
"Could it be that this brat feeds on fear, keeping these people alive in a state of despair and terror, which would be more conducive to its growth?"
For a moment, Yi Chen's mind raced with numerous doubts and speculations.
Suppressing his inner doubts, Yi Chen quickly arrived at a large house in the town center adorned with a green stone lion.
What was astonishing was that the stone lion's eyeballs had been gouged out, and one of its legs had been broken off, as if someone had been venting some anger.
"Interesting, it seems that this town of Yaoguan Pass must have some stories," Yi Chen murmured.
