Chapter 428 - Dying of Regret (Part-3) (1/2)

The desolate sky of level 8 greeted them as the mournful and stale wind seemed to gently caress them.

'Ugh, what is this depressing place? I hate already it.'

”I do not like this place.”

Ryuu looked towards Frost Flames as he spoke, ”Me too, the atmosphere feels kind of depressing and creepy.”

Frozen Ocean frowned as she spoke, ”The Yin KI is greatly abundant in this area, and I fear we have to move away from this place fast or some unsavoury creatures might pop up.”

Ryuu nodded as the group began to move, the distant howling could be heard that send a shiver down their spine, but what made them feel even more unease was the ground below, it was covered in white powder and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be bone dust, it would have been a bit more tolerable if corpses were not strewn on the ground, it looked as if a huge battle had taken place and billions and trillions of dead were left on the ground.

”You know normally I would not have bothered seeing so many dead but they make me feel unease, it feels as if they are alive playing opossum while keeping an eye on us waiting for a moment to pounce.”

Ryuu looked towards True-Spear as he spoke, ”So I am not the only one who was getting the feeling, I would love to move away from this place but I do not see any exit all that is in front of us is this graveyard for as far as the eye could see.”

”It reminds me of your teacher's library, Ryuu.”

Ryuu simply looked at Zywia as he spoke with a scowl, ”My teacher's library is not a graveyard.”

Zywia simply deadpanned at him as she spoke, ”Really what about the statues decorating the building.”

Ryuu visibly shivered as he spoke, ”I see I get your point the statues really act as if they are living, following your every move with their eyes.”

Frost Flames spoke with a slight frown on her face, ”Can we not discuss scary things.”

Ryuu nodded at that as he spoke, ”Of course I would love not to discuss them at all if possible.”

Elidyr could feel every bit of his eight millions of age, he felt incredibly old and tired not to mention cold, the last few months he had to spend contemplating his death, he envied his friends that died that day and wished he was the lucky ones, the things he witnessed made a proud cultivator curl up and cry like a child.

The thought of those poor women made him want to hurl, the fate they suffered yet there was nothing that he could do, those damnable beasts had placed arrays on him and now he was nothing but a willing slave to them, 'I heard that a couple of us had managed to escape, like that would be the truth, but now I am about to receive my freedom with my death.'

He eyed at the giant reverse super-tornado that had been set up as a barrier as he closed his eyes as surrendered him to the inevitable, for a moment nothing happened than all of a sudden the constant agony of the pain caused by the array vanished as he heard laughter from his side, ”We are free.”

He turned towards his right as he watched his fellow cultivator, laughing like mad with tears streaming down his eyes, ”We are free.”, was all he repeated again and again.

Elidyr eyes widen momentarily as an understanding look came upon his face as he spoke, ”Yes we are free.”

'I thought death would be painful and scary, but it was a sweet relief though I would think it would be more than snowy ground surrounded by a white mist.'

”At least we can now meet our fallen brethren once again.”

The other person looked at him with an unreadable expression as he spoke, ”What are you talking about? We are alive you fool we are alive and free we can escape now.”

Elidyr was stunned for a moment before he spoke while crying, ”You are joking, right? You are joking.”

The person simply shook his head as he spoke, ”No I do not see he.”, with that he turned to show him his neck which lacked any arrays that had been placed on them.”

”We are free, FREE! FREE! FREE! The Heaven's have not forsaken us we will go home.”

Elidyr hugged his fellow cultivator as they both cried out with happiness, when all of a sudden Elidyra gained a look of horror on his face, ”What if they enter this place and capture us?”

”We have to run.”

”But where should we go? The entire place is surrounded by those demonic trashes, and if we step out we would get caught and enslaved again.”

Before they could speak another few entered the place, a place where they were freed by their burden, as they cried and let out a joyous roar on the outside it was different.

Jethrar looked at the giant reverse tornado with a frown, he had sent at least ten of the slaves and yet all of he had seen was a flash of red going up and nothing more, ”This is getting us nowhere.”

Ithrura mumbled under her breath as she spoke, ”Why are you not sending one of your corpses, to check it out they are sturdier than even some of the slaves we are sending.”

”But they are my precious.”

A scathing glare was the reward for his whining as Ithrura spoke, ”You try to make a corpse puppet out of anything and everything you can get your hands on, just pick one and use it.”