In that small ward, they couldn't really feel the grayness outside.
Now, standing again in the center of the courtyard, the sky looked as if it was shrouded in Death Energy.
The Daoist Changshan finally had a tangible sense of the current situation.
A belated fear crawled up his scalp, giving him a paralyzing shiver.
He had faced death many times, and just a few days ago, he had been almost tortured to death.
However, the feeling of dying from physical pain was completely different from the fear that arose from the heart.
Just then, the talisman paper pinched in Daoist Changshan's hand grew slightly hot.
The fear penetrating his heart immediately dissipated.
This discovery jolted Daoist Changshan; it felt as though he had uncovered some secret.
At this moment, he could also hear the voices of others in the clinic.
"What on earth is going on today? It's already this late, and the sky hasn't brightened yet."
