In the room, the Evil Spirit stared intently at Du Wei, its eyes filled with undisguised malice.
Behind it, a vast shadow covered it, accompanied by an unusual sound that resembled objects falling to the ground.
Du Wei knew clearly, it was those strange dolls making the noise.
Because after the white cloth used to counter Evil Spirits was draped over the Evil Spirit Doll Annabelle, a particularly malevolent feeling began to emanate.
Clearly, a single white cloth for countering Evil Spirits was not enough to subdue Annabelle, or to say, it was extraordinary, more terrifying, and bizarre.
He locked eyes with the woman inside the door.
Silence prevailed, neither making any other move.
It didn't move, Du Wei didn't move either, just deadlocked like that.
It seemed as if the game of statues was still continuing.
But Du Wei knew it wasn't so, the balance had been broken, and naturally, the rules built upon it could not continue to be effective.
