Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Recognizing that sothing was amiss, the followers of the Supre Sect ca to an abrupt halt. Eerie sounds had reached their ears, compelling them to consider departing from Xuhai City.
However, during their departure from the city, an unsettling sensation gripped the disciples of the Supre Sect. They found themselves not only separated from their companions but also unable to make headway beyond the city’s boundaries. This realization infused them with fear, the kind that breeds panic, urging them to backtrack. To their dismay, it dawned upon them that they weren’t making any progress in escaping Xuhai City. Instead, they were rely wandering through a desolate expanse, overgrown with weeds, the entirety of the Supre Sect’s disciples clustered together.
This baffling circumstance left the disciples of the Supre Sect bewildered. A silent exchange of glances took place, a shared inquiry into the unfolding strangeness.
Amid the disciples, Gu Chaoyan and Di Hongyun couldn’t help but spot an Undead Race mber from within the Supre Sect. This unfortunate individual had no refuge from prying eyes. Their countenance displayed a mixture of chagrin and courtesy.
Though devoid of skin, the Undead Race retained features akin to human flesh and blood, allowing emotions to surface upon their face.
An astute observer like Gu Chaoyan naturally comprehended the situation.
The expression worn by the Undead Race led Gu Chaoyan to doubt her own eyesight.
When the disciples of the Wushang Sect finally grasped the unfolding reality, their realization coincided with the piercing shriek emitted by Di Hongyun. Amidst this tumult, they spotted the Undead Race amidst their ranks.
This unsettling sight induced the disciples into fits of terror, cries of alarm escaping their lips.
Witnessing the sect mbers’ dread, the Undead Race couldn’t help but grin triumphantly, taking advantage of the ensuing chaos to plot an escape. Yet, their bid for freedom was abruptly halted when a blade found its place against the Undead Race’s throat.
Frozen in place, the Undead Race’s attempted flight ca to a halt.
A glance, tinged with embarrassnt, was cast toward Gu Chaoyan.
Although immortal, the Undead Race was not impervious to harm.
If this female disciple from the sect were to sever his head outright, he would find himself in a dormant state for thousands of years before regaining life. Having been deceased for an extensive period, he harbored no desire to undergo such an ordeal anew.
Gu Chaoyan’s intervention had the Undead Race in check.
The disciples of the Supre Sect had tempered their fear, giving way to a collective resolve. With swords unsheathed, they confronted the Undead Race responsible. “You were the orchestrator of our recent predicant, weren’t you? We suspect you had a hand in ensnaring our fellow Supre Sect disciples as well. Disclose their whereabouts, or be prepared for a lesson!” The Supre Sect disciples remained steadfast in their mission.
Di Hongyun regarded them with a hint of exasperation.
They had been rattled by the Undead Race’s evasion initially, but now, with Chaoyan’s intervention, they had shifted into an interrogative mode.
Sowhere along the line, Di Hongyun had overlooked his own transformation.
Upon hearing the inquiry about the disciples of other Supre Sects, the
Undead Race adeptly assud an expression of innocence. Their form, bereft of skin, displayed slight tremors, as if shedding blood from their fleshless
fra, and they shook their head. “I’m unaware of their whereabouts. I had no
involvent.”
“Then who is responsible?” Di Hongyun’s voice bood, coupled with a confident assertion, “Apart from the malevolent Undead Race mbers, are there other sinister individuals within Xuhai City?”
The resounding shout from Di Hongyun jolted both birds and the Undead Race.
After a tremulous pause,
The head of Undead Race countered with equal volu, “I insist, it wasn’t who orchestrated this!”
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