Qin Feng subconsciously felt that the iron pestle was no ordinary item.
Even though it was covered in rust.
But its aura was like that of a deity, majestic and solemn!
He remembered Dong Haimei once mentioned that there were Demon-Subduing Pestles in this area, perhaps this was it!
He hesitated for a moment.
Qin Feng walked up to the sculpture and took the iron pestle from its hand.
Indeed!
As soon as he touched it, he felt a strange power emanating from the iron pestle.
"I'm saying, why are you looking for that broken thing, we better get out of this ghostly place quickly!" Life-taking Ghost hurried him.
Qin Feng ignored him, pocketed the Demon-Subduing Pestle, and then walked towards the tower in front of the Priest Platform.
Seeing this, the crowd hurriedly tried to stop him, saying, "You can go anywhere else, but you can't enter this tower, you should be able to feel it! This tower is faintly emitting some strange aura, there must be a problem."
