The group hurriedly left the courtyard.
A man at the front was walking quickly, and just as he stepped through the moon gate to leave the courtyard, his head suddenly twisted backwards with a crack, turning a full one hundred eighty degrees.
"Holy shit!"
"FUKC!"
"What's going on?"
The group was startled, all freezing in place, too afraid to move forward.
"Didn't we clear it?"
The Grey Mother cried out in panic, "Why was he still killed?"
No one answered her, because in the next second, everyone's necks were wrapped by the Tree Ghosts, starting to suffocate.
Brother Overcoat and Classmate Zhou glanced at Lin Baici, realizing he wasn't moving. They didn't wait any longer and immediately ran back.
There was nothing else to do; the feeling of nearly being choked to death was too unbearable, too terrifying.
They believed that being close to the Old Locust Tree would be safe.
Lin Baici looked at the Old Locust Tree and swiftly took out the Ghostly Oil Lamp.
