749 Banshee’s Wail

It was a bizarre hall, with a spacious and level pathway, and gloomy halos of lamp light floating in the darkness. Every time the lamp on Han Fen's head shook, the halos trembled with it, bobbing up and down, and giving off an underwater vibe.

"I told you that there were ghosts here," Han Fen said in an extremely low voice.

Old Man Mu struggled his way free before jumping to the ground. The effect of the paralytic powder on him had already worn off. Although his internal energy hadn't recovered yet, he had regained his mobility, "Holy crap! I feel dizzy."

"Crystal, there's crystals everywhere!" Deng Yuanlei was so excited that his voice was trembling. Lu Mian had also come around by now. The former had a wounded left leg while the latter had a wounded right one, which made them perfect partners keep each other's balance.