Chapter 212

Wyatt walked up to the well with a smile. As soon as he arrived, his expression completely changed. A chill came over him. There was something wrong with the well. It was filled with resentment and bitterly cold. Wyatt narrowed his eyes as he carefully felt it out. Indeed, there was a lingering spirit inside. It was intensely resentful and was fixated on something. He could clearly sense that someone had lost their life here. It was a woman who had met an incredibly unjust end. That was why its resentment was so intense, making it so bitterly cold even during the day. Of course, a regular person couldn't feel that. As a martial artist, Wyatt had attained the light vision. It was obvious to him whether he examined it with his eyes, senses, or psychic power. Wyatt understood something after taking a closer look at the structure of the well's opening. There was a well-subjugation stone, an intricate burr-shaped lock, and a floral platform. All of those items were used to subdu