"It's not that I believe in this, but there's really something off up ahead!"
Hints of spirit light flickered in Meng Ze's eyes, his fragmented golden pupils constantly moving, giving off an eerie feeling.
"This place isn't clean!"
"Huh? Not clean?"
"Meng Ze, you must be joking with me. You yourself are a Nightmare, and you say this place isn't clean? What's up, are you going to tell me there are underworld ghosts here?" Feng Cang joked.
Meng Ze quietly looked at Feng Cang, his palm closing in the air, releasing an invisible black thread that spread out.
"Eee eee eee"
A big-headed doll, tightly bound, was pulled over by Meng Ze.
"A Ghost Baby?" Chen Jiuge exclaimed in disbelief.
"It is a Ghost Baby!"
Meng Ze speculated, "This Heavenly Gift Realm should be similar to the True Realm. Although the rules differ slightly, all the things that should exist in heaven and earth should be present!"
"For instance, the Underworld!"
