"Fortunately, it wasn't all for naught."
Chen Mu held the Five Ghosts Bag in his hand, and the originally tightly closed bag could now be easily opened.
The little paper figure turned into black smoke and disappeared into thin air.
When it reappeared, it had already entered the Five Ghosts Bag.
A picture suddenly appeared in Chen Mu's mind.
It was a dark, oppressive, and suffocating space.
He felt as if he had entered the cellar beneath the No. 2 mansion.
The space is dark, about five meters high, and about four meters long and wide, roughly egg-shaped.
"A spatial storage bag!" Chen Mu manipulated the black smoke to fly around inside the bag, thinking greedily, "It would be even better if it were bigger!"
Once Chen Mu understood the Five Ghosts Moving Mountain Spell, he understood
