The Divine Command of Execution

A tremendously strange feeling spread to Qin Yu's heart. That place seemed to have a strong summon that his body could not resist and went over involuntarily.

"Perhaps this Ghost Mansion has something to do with the Soul Torment Mind Technique I cultivated?"

Qin Yu frowned as he pondered. He was a little hesitant now.

Although the man with the mustache was usually reliable, his background was very mysterious. His judgments on many things he mentioned were very accurate. As this was the first time he had earnestly cautioned Qin Yu, he could not help but contemplate the seriousness of it.

While he was thinking, the ghostly qi erupted into the sky again. The rules of heaven and earth seemed to have changed vaguely. Even the naked eye could vaguely see the traces of ghostly qi.

And that feeling was actually growing stronger.

Just like an addiction, it was impossible to shake off.