Elder Su couldn’t figure out why.
They all practiced the Young Master’s spells, so logically, these people should share his sentints and thrive even more in this environnt.
But in the next mont, a thought slowly ford in his mind.
This energy...
Elder Su suddenly realized that this increasingly dense energy in the dungeon might not all belong to the Young Master; it was very likely...
Elder Su looked at the disciples standing beside him, whose actions had beco extrely slow, and wondered if it was possible that the dungeon’s energy could absorb sothing from the disciples...
Elder Su rembered that the Young Master had many Disciples of Ghoul Ravine guarding the dungeon every day, but besides guarding the people here, could there be another possibility?
"Elder—" Ling Shan gently called out to Elder Su, who was lost in thought. Elder Su then ca back to his senses and looked at Ling Shan.
"Master, look, it seems they’ve stopped moving." Ling Shan’s gaze was fixed on the two people on the ground, who had just been struggling fiercely, but now their breath had stabilized, and they gradually seed to have fallen asleep.
Elder Su nodded his head. What he had guessed just now might not be without reason; this place could absorb the energy from these disciples.
Just as the dungeon finally gave them a breath of relief, two more disciples from Qiandao Temple burst in, looking extrely anxious.
"Elder, it’s not good, another two disciples... two disciples..."
Elder Su imdiately knew, without letting the other person finish their sentence, he quickly interrupted them.
"Quick, bring them here, Ling Qu, hurry, take so people with you. As soon as you find anyone in trouble, bring them over imdiately. The Young Master will also arrive as soon as possible..." Elder Su instructed swiftly.
The Disciples of Ghoul Ravine imdiately dashed out, several of them sprinting into the darkness.
"Elder—"
"Don’t be afraid, the Young Master already said that this is a stage in practicing the spells. The case with Lian Gui was sothing we overlooked montarily, but we missed it. Nevertheless, the Young Master still managed to save people, and now with this place suppressing it, it surely won’t happen again..." Elder Su said, turning his head. These days, the disciples of Ghoul Ravine, who were still sowhat lucid, were naturally very worried about the current situation, and various rumors were also gradually spreading.
Elder Su’s words instantly gave the Disciples of Ghoul Ravine a dose of reassurance, and having seen Lian Gui brought back to life with their own eyes—how he had been, and yet the Young Master managed to revive him—gave them a lot of confidence.
"You don’t need to worry. Over these days, you’ve seen the Young Master’s strength. Under the leadership of the Young Master, we, the Ghoul Ravine, have finally escaped the unbearable days in Ghoul Ravine. So, we must believe in the Young Master," Elder Su continued.
"Yes, the disciples will definitely support the Young Master," the disciples said in unison imdiately.
In the darkness, Master Huo Yi, who seed to have heard so noise outside, suddenly turned his head to glance at the darkness outside.
"Master..." Noticing that Master Huo Yi, who hadn’t moved for a long ti, suddenly turned his head, Master Yu Sheng, who was locked next to him, was sowhat surprised.
"Master, did you also hear the noise outside?" Master Yu Sheng imdiately asked. He heard the noisy sounds, which seed to co from the Disciples of Ghoul Ravine, but such a large number of people was rare to see. Furthermore, the status of the Disciples of Ghoul Ravine within the dungeon was sothing they had observed for a while; these people had almost beco puppets, and the noise from outside didn’t sound like sothing that the guards from Ghoul Ravine could make.
"Master," he asked, "do you think they’ve discovered sothing? Or has soone already started..." Master Yu Sheng continued to question, even though his own master provided no answer.
In the darkness, Master Huo Yi’s expression was indiscernible, but Huo Yi himself was eager to know his master’s thoughts on the matter. If he, a re disciple, could sense sothing awry, his master must have noticed as well.
The energy within the dungeon was amassing more and more—this was not a good sign—and because of its accumulation, it had undergone substantial changes. He could clearly feel that these forces were slowly gaining sentience, as if they were siphoning off the wits from the people of Ghoul Ravine.
Yet Master Huo Yi wouldn’t answer. The flicker of a fla from his side revealed the tension on his face. Yes, he had sensed sothing, but it wasn’t from within the dungeon; it was from the outside.
He felt a strange familiarity with this phenonon; he had seriously studied it for several years. Finally, he reluctantly realized that he couldn’t control it and had sealed it away.
Did this an that Ju Nanyi had succeeded?
Had he successfully broken the seal?
But why, despite the seal being broken, did he still feel apprehensive? He hoped for a change in the current situation, yet feared the thing, once released, would be uncontrollable.
He told Ju Nanyi about the plan, calling it a poison, partly because Ju Nanyi might not even co into contact with the seal; thus, its success or failure was in the hands of fate.
Was this the will of fate?
"Master—" Master Yu Sheng, seeing his own master remaining silent, wasn’t in a hurry. He had tried to converse with his master these past days, becoming accustod to his silence. However, Yu Sheng noted that his master had grown increasingly silent, sotis not speaking a word for half the day.
"They’re here, they’re here..." In the largest cave at the entrance of the dungeon, more disciples of Ghoul Ravine hastened in, carrying people bound tightly with ropes, just as before. The individuals being carried had completely lost their sanity, biting the ropes and even their own arms without restraint, having already gnawed off chunks of their flesh, the sll of blood perating the dungeon.
However, the newcors quieted down quickly. Within a few minutes, their breathing slowed, and they peacefully drifted to sleep. As everyone sighed in relief, Elder Su observed the energy of those people slowly rging with the dungeon, swirling into a vortex, and he could faintly hear growling sounds.
In the next instant, Elder Su felt a shudder—the idea of hearing voices must be an illusion. There couldn’t possibly be any sound.
"They’re here, they’re here—" Two more people were brought in from outside the cave. Almost simultaneously, Elder Su heard footsteps approaching, and his brow furrowed with a rising sense of unease.
Why were there more and more people coming? He had carefully examined those with distinct symptoms with Elder Can that afternoon, and there should have been no more than four. But now, there were six...
A bad feeling started to stir within Elder Su.
"Are there others?"
"Elder, there are two more on their way. Although these six are showing milder symptoms, they beca symptomatic faster than the two before..."
"Two more suddenly showed symptoms, and we didn’t wait; we just brought them here straight away." Ling Shan spoke as he walked into the dungeon from outside, directing the disciples of Ghoul Ravine to place the people in an orderly fashion on the ground. Though he didn’t verbalize his concern, his eyes conveyed an urgency to Elder Su.
Isn’t the Young Master coming yet?
With so many people afflicted now, why hasn’t the Young Master arrived?
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