The voices grew louder, as if quite a few people were walking toward the stone tree from deep within the ancient town.
But the language and intonation these "people" used were extremely strange.
Not only had Luo Yan never heard it before, even an experienced scholar like Doctor Liu looked utterly baffled.
At last, he suddenly shouted toward them, "Who is it? Stop shouting! Don't you know we're working here?"
"If you delay our work, can you afford the consequences?"
Doctor Liu was full of authority. The sight of him reminded Luo Yan of a teacher in a classroom.
At that moment, the originally bright, snow-white lights quietly took on a layer of gloomy green.
The green light grew stronger, while red smoke began to billow in from the distance.
Soon, the two intertwined, creating a strange atmosphere.
Luo Yan suddenly felt something and looked down, only to see a huge eyeball.
The thing was about the size of a basketball, and its pitch-black surface reflected Luo Yan's figure.
Then the eyeball gradually rose, bringing the eye socket, nose, mouth, and hair with it.
Soon, a huge head rose from the ground. Its mouth opened and closed, as if it were saying something.
But Luo Yan could not understand a word it said.
At that moment, cries of alarm erupted throughout the ancient town. Bai? and the others, who had been resting in the surrounding buildings, now rushed into the streets one after another.
Luo Yan raised his head and saw huge figures crawling out of those buildings.
Some of the figures were headless, some had deformed hands and feet, some had their jaws hanging loose, some had their chests ripped open, and some were holding a head in their hands.
At that moment, a Headless Figure approached Luo Yan.