All the black-clad figures were subdued by Jiao Long and Peacock, knocked unconscious.
The banner overhead suddenly caught fire without a flame, quickly burning to ash.
Yun Qi collected the dead souls and the black-clad figures into the painting, frowning as he surveyed the surroundings of the villa.
Logically, since the dead souls have been released and the black-clad figures controlled, the malevolent energy in this villa should have lessened considerably.
But on the contrary, the malevolent energy not only didn't decrease, it increased, and it seemed like something was hidden inside, eager to break free.
Qin Luo asked softly, "Did you hear it too?"
Yun Qi nodded, "It sounds like something is crying out."
At that moment, Yun Qiuce suddenly screamed, "Ah!"
He pointed outside the window, and saw a pale woman's face pressed against the glass.
As they looked, more faces appeared behind it, so pale they seemed unreal, like semi-transparent apparitions.
