The heads were all in extremely gruesome condition. Some had all of their orifices sewn up, some had their eyeballs gouged out, some had red tongues of around a foot in length protruding out of their mouths... All of these heads were embedded into the lanterns, and they turned to face Qin Ye in unison as netherfire erupted from the tops of the heads.

In the night, the corridor of the earthen building was as silent and lonesome as a graveyard.

There was one man, and he was surrounded by human-head lanterns that were staring directly at him.

A normal person would've most likely already been driven to the point of insanity by such a terrifying sight. The eerie singing in the night was like a soul-harvesting melody, and each and every note was resonating deep within Qin Ye's heart. However, he paid no heed to all of this and continued to sprint full-steam ahead. Right as he reached the exit, he stopped once again.

Clang! 

A bloodstained meat cleaver had flown out of nowhere, just like that scene in "A Wicked Ghost", and it landed less than a foot away from him.

This was a warning, a warning that said: "All those who attempt to leave this building will die!"

"You've got courage, I'll give you that," Qin Ye said with a cold smile as he examined his surroundings through narrowed eyes. Right at this moment, the singing faded, and all that was left was the biting chill.

It was as if Qin Ye were being accompanied by a throng of evil ghosts.

Drip... Right at this moment, a drop of inky-black liquid fell onto Qin Ye's hand. Immediately thereafter, more of the same type of liquid began to drip down from above, quickly...