Courtyard!

One of the constables frowned. "Since you're so eager to get yourself killed, go right in. We won't stop you!"

Captain Yang was about to say something, but Chen Feng nodded and walked inside.

Captain Yang and the other constables were stunned.

The constable said, "That youngster's got some nerve!"

Captain Yang said, "He'll be back soon enough. Forget it, let him go! Before long, he'll come back on his own!"

"It's no good place in there. He won't give up until he sees the coffin!" Several constables laughed.

They paid Chen Feng no further attention.

Since he insisted on going, it made no difference if one more person died in a village where so many had already perished. Besides, if he got scared, he would naturally come back.

As Chen Feng entered the village, he immediately felt a bone-chilling aura seeping in from every direction.

Chen Feng was no stranger to this kind of cold. It was the lingering aura of demons and monsters permeating the area; anyone who entered would feel it.

Others might have been too frightened to go any farther, considering how unnaturally cold it was here. But Chen Feng had seen all manner of things, so he was naturally unafraid. He continued inward.

Before long, Chen Feng noticed something was wrong.

The entire village was deathly quiet. There were no bird calls, no insects chirping, as though this place had been cut off from the world. A layer of mist shrouded it, steeped in deathly stillness.

Several corpses lay on the ground.

Their deaths had been gruesome.

As he went deeper, a wave of pressure swept in from all around, involuntarily stirring fear in one's heart.

He continued forward and soon spotted a house.

The cold aura around this house was even heavier.

When he