Li Yuan's mouth was dry, his heart pounded wildly, and his face flushed crimson with the rush of blood.
But the blood and energy couldn't warm him up; his hands and feet were icy cold, and his mind felt frozen, filled only with fear.
The eerie, corpse-like manor, the faint yet terrifying sound of the door opening, replayed in his mind like a revolving lantern, making it impossible for him to think of anything else…
A strong, uncomfortable feeling rapidly welled up within him, a strange, chilling sensation that slowly flowed down his spine, as if a dead hand were dragging him along…
"Ah!"
Li Yuan let out a low growl of horror, and ran forward with all his might, quickly overtaking Xiao Huang.
But suddenly, he felt the world spin.
His body abruptly lost its strength, his toes tripped
