"You could achieve that level outside, such a person is rare in the entire Martial World, yet you insist on coming to die."
The Ghost Mother said softly.
From her tone, there was a hint of regret.
"But you really dare to come and play with me, hahaha."
"It's fun! It's fun!"
Suddenly, her voice turned mad.
Along with her madness, the green tree began to tremble.
Duan Yun then noticed that the upper part of the tree was always shrouded in mist, and that mist was also green.
"Are you wondering why I wanted you to kill those ghosts?"
Duan Yun didn't answer, she answered herself: "Because I always have something better."
During the exchange, a crack suddenly appeared on the ground, revealing a deep underground space.
There were various ghosts.
These ghosts were housed in crystal jars, clearly shaped.
They were somewhat similar to the ghosts outside, but their bodies, under the embrace of the crystal, appeared even more perfect.
