Di Wu Yue took care of everything alone.
Watching this, Sikong Shan let out a hiss, sighing with great sadness.
The young man beside him was puzzled: "Isn't Miss Yue going to break the curse on this haunted house? Why are you sighing?"
"It's precisely because she's going to break it that I'm sighing." Sikong Shan worried, "It seems that my boys aren't worthy of Miss Yue."
The crowd: "..."
The layout of the house was altered, and the trees in the garden were cut in half.
With no physical tool to attach to, all the evil energy spread out into the open.
Sikong Shan's expression grew stern, and he shouted, "Everyone, focus your minds to prevent the evil energy from entering your bodies!"
"Yes!"
The young men also became serious, gathering together.
They knew well that this evil energy was the reason behind the deaths of over twenty house owners.
And now that it was all out, it was exceedingly dangerous.
