C65 (2/2)

I was wondering, it's just a weird fish, how could it kill so many people? Is this a joke from the universe?

Just as I was thinking, Saner suddenly screamed. This time his luck was really bad and he directly fell down.

Following which, the wind from the newly formed pit starts blowing in all directions, causing ghosts to cry and wolves to howl.

There was indeed a ghost here …

”Saner.” I shouted towards the pit, and took out the blood bamboo. If it was attacked by the blood bamboo, one would definitely die, unless these ghosts had the divine power of the Divine Beast. Otherwise, he would definitely die.

The cave was very deep, at least ten meters deep.

”Brother, I'm down there. I'm injured, save me.”

”Amplify, upgrade!”

I enlarged the Yutian Spear and finally reached the bottom.

This hole is at least a dozen meters wide. It must have been our counterattack against the alligator earlier, causing the monsters to protest. We disturbed them.

Saner was only injured and was not able to fall to his death from a height of more than ten metres, which was considered the luckiest thing in the world.

I clenched my Yutian Spear tightly and shouted towards the bottom of the cave, ”Saner, hold on tight, I'll pull you up, hold on tight, if you fall to your death, that would be bad.”

”Hurry up and pull me, brother. It's so dark down here. It's all cold water.”

Sh * t! It was normal for such a deep underground area to be filled with cold water.

There was a rumor circulating in the thousand-year-old Buddhist temple.

He said that this spring water was originally a Yin Spring, a place for ghosts to gather. However, after the Buddhist temple had fallen and the doctor's temple had been built, no matter how much the cold spring water was filled, it would still come out.

Later on, someone claimed that too many people died here and too many people died in the spring. They died too unwillingly, so their anger could not be calmed. No matter how one filled the spring, it could not be filled.

Thus, the cold spring was left to this day.

At this moment, the cold air in the main hall of the Great Hall was almost overwhelming. My back was being hit by waves of extremely cold air. The weird thing was that what hit me wasn't cold air, but hard ice.

My back was wounded and my clothes were stained red with blood.

After seeing me hurt, looking at me tightly and enduring pain on my lips, she became angry.

Mi Mi was angry … He coldly spat out, ”Come out! Otherwise, those who hurt my husband will die!”

When I pulled Saner up to the top, we happened to see his extremely beautiful and lively face. After he spat out those few words, many ghostly voices started to laugh at her.

They all felt that she was a very weak girl, but they didn't expect that she, who had such a high level of martial arts, was a descendant of the Wu Clan of the Nine Heavens Nuwa.

A magic talisman was held in her hand, and she started chanting an incantation. Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and that magic talisman turned into an icicle, swiftly launching an attack.

The icicle seemed to be chasing something. Not long after, he heard a female ghost's blood-curdling screams.

Drops of green blood dripped to the ground, the ice pick simultaneously turning into a pool of water.

Then, Mi turned around, her sleeve suddenly lengthened and rolled out. Once, a few ghosts were crushed into ice again.

Mi seemed to be casting a spell related to ice. It seemed that when she was alive, she had already mastered the contents of the book her father had written on the Secret Scripture.

Her movements were always done in one go, so she didn't give those who had mocked her a little extra time to live. Then, she exhaled and raised her hands above her head. Countless icicles flew out into the air.

Within only two seconds, the sound of a constant, unending slap could be heard. The ground was covered with green liquid and mixed with water.

This time, it was even fiercer. She pointed with her finger. Wherever it passed by, everything split in half. Finally, it became brittle.

Saner and I looked at those broken objects in shock.

The strong airflow was no longer there and had become weak in an instant.

The temperature of the ice was definitely below 0 degrees Celsius. Otherwise, it wouldn't have produced such a scene.

”Please have mercy.”

Mi's fingers were just about to strike again when a woman's voice floated into our ears.