C807 It Was about to Rot

However, whenever Lin Yaoyang's gaze drifted away, he couldn't shake the feeling that a pair of eyes was still intently watching him.

He furrowed his brow slightly. Could this sculpture actually possess a spirit? Was the creator of the formation observing him through his own creation?

After pondering for a moment, Lin Yaoyang shook his head, dismissing the thought as paranoia