"Mom!" the doctor cried, trying to flee like a madman. But the hand gripping his wrist was so strong that he could not move at all.
"Help! Help..." the doctor shouted. Just then, a pale white glow lit up.
The police officer had turned on his phone screen.
The glow would have been unremarkable anywhere else, but in that pitch-black room, it cast enough light to see...
"God..." The officer's hand shook. His phone clattered to the floor, and he fumbled for the holster at his waist...
A moment later, deafening gunshots echoed through the autopsy room...
When the other officers heard the shots and swarmed into the autopsy room, they found the poor medical examiner lying in a pool of blood, shot five or six times.
The officer who had fired the shots had both hands clamped around his own neck... He had strangled himself to death...
Every officer who rushed in and saw the scene kept swallowing hard.
An indescribably eerie feeling rose in their hearts.
On the autopsy table lay a cold female corpse, her abdomen cut open. Yet the corners of her mouth seemed to hold a strange, icy smile...
That night, Tang Changsheng was meditating. The Primordial Yang Divine Lamp burned, its pure Incense Oil giving off a pleasant fragrance.
The Heavenly Heart illuminated a circle within the Sea of Consciousness.
The Sea of Consciousness was the gathering place of a person's countless thoughts. Ordinarily, it was no more than an illusory realm.
But the area lit by the Heavenly Heart had grown stable, as though illusion were turning real.
This was where the Spirit Terrace stood!
Tang Changsheng had never expected that, with the power of the Three-Eyed Deity Statue and his continued consumption of Jade Marrow, he would finally reach this step.
Somehow,