Some of the people had fainted from fright, and some were shouting crazily, crying for help. Some had even peed their pants. Everyone was in a terrible state, including Xue Hanxi. The once gentle and refined young master was no longer around.
Bai Han, Lian Fangcheng, Xiao Muyan, and the others who had once been high and mighty looked tragic. Although they were as tired as dogs, they still had to be on the move.
Yi Fentian was not much better either. In fact, he seemed to be worse off than the others. He had already fallen into madness, fighting with those so-called ferocious beasts in the illusion. At the same time, he cursed angrily, "Xue Fanxin, Ye Jiushang, just you wait. Even if I have to turn into a ghost, I won't let you off. I'm going to kill you, kill you… Xin'er is mine. Return the real Xue Fanxin to me."
