"Huh? How can there be a city in such a place?" Qin Feng was very surprised. He walked on the island, looked around, and quickly arrived at the palace.
At first glance, this city is not large. There are about a dozen dilapidated palaces surrounded by a wall. But even so, encountering this city in the world of resentment was enough to astonish Qin Feng.
"Spiritual awareness?" Suddenly, Qin Feng felt himself exploring. At that moment, he immediately emitted his spiritual knowledge and quickly discovered several shadows heading toward him.
In the small town.
"Damn it, aren't resentful spirits unable to go to the island? How can there be resentful spirits?"
"Never mind, I'll fight. I'd rather die than become this half-human half-ghost thing!"
Deep in a palace within this city, several figures hid in the darkness. Their eyes were filled with madness.
Qin Feng stood outside the small town, frowned, "My spirituality has found people, living people, a mortal Holy Land!"
