C313 time of soul recovery (1/2)
When returning to the soul, the eerie aura was at its strongest. When blood was flowing out of the body, the human body's vital energy was at its weakest. With the two of them combined, it was no wonder that Chang Jing could not resist the temptation and often fell into illusions.
His blood was quickly injected into the hexagram array, and the surrounding air became even more sinister as the blood flowed. Chang Jing could vaguely see that the Grand Master had already died, his head drooped down in an indescribably miserable manner.
”No! He absolutely cannot die like this!”
He became anxious and immediately wanted to run over and save her!
Suddenly, a sharp bell sound rang in his ears, the clear and melodious sound pierced through his eardrums, causing him to be clear-headed. No, if the Grand Master was already dead, then where did this bell sound come from? He shook his head, finally being able to see who the person shaking the Awakening Bell was other than the Grand Master.
”It's just an illusion again!”
Chang Jing ruthlessly shook heheread, she simply closed her eyes and did not look at anything to prevent herself from hallucinating again. At the same time, she increased the circulation of the demonic qi in his body, allowing her blood to rush to the hexagram array at an even faster speed.
Grand Master looked at him with gratitude then no longer bothered with him, as she wholeheartedly focused on maintaining the array.
The ringing sound grew louder and louder. It was so clear that it was as if countless glasses were vibrating together. Suddenly, the ear-piercing sound of thousands of glasses rubbing against each other became as sharp as knives.
The hexagram array, blood, and bell complemented each other, and grew from one to the other. Very quickly, they became one, and the only thing that could be seen clearly within the ice room was the blood colored tornado and Xi Yan's tightly knitted brows …
There were five people hurrying on the normal road of Demon World. It was not strange to see their speed, because it was normal for them to speed up, but looking at their cautious expressions, people couldn't help but suspect if they were doing something shameful.
One of the burly men among the five couldn't help but mutter to himself as he looked at the overcast sky. What the hell was going on? Why was it raining a few days ago? Why was it raining again today?
The thin youngster beside him laughed out loud after hearing his mutterings, ”Hehe, do you care about how things are going with the East and West?”
Although he was ridiculed, the burly man still said indignantly, ”I can't control it, so can't I talk about it? ”Think about it, the weather is normally a rainy season, so why would it rain all the time?”
An old man with a white beard lightly scolded him, ”You should keep quiet and hurry on your way. If you're too slow, you won't even have the time to talk!”
The burly man lowered his head, ashamed to the point that he wanted to dig a hole in the ground.
”No,” suddenly, a man wrapped in a black robe indicated for them to stop in their tracks, ”this cloud is extraordinary!”
The white bearded elder asked curiously, ”What did the envoy discover?”
The man in black sneered. He pointed to the dark clouds in the sky and said, ”How can ordinary dark clouds be so dense? Look at this cloud, it also has a ruthless aura, as if it wants to destroy the world!”
The old man didn't seem to care about what he said, but he still politely agreed that he was right.
The black robed man who was called an envoy was extremely intelligent, so he was naturally able to hear what he was saying, ”Don't not believe me – I know that you have a profound knowledge of astronomy and geography, but your talent is not important enough to be relied on by the Demons Elders, but don't forget that there are other people in this world! ”From what I see, this cloud is definitely not a natural phenomenon. It must have been caused by the methods of the ancient wizards in your Demons. I just can't figure out what kind of spell could cause such a violent cloud …”
The white moustached old man's face alternated between red and white, and he almost fell out with him. But in the end, he was still an old man, and in an instant, his expression returned to normal. He said indifferently, ”Whoever uses the technique to incite the violent dark clouds doesn't seem to have anything to do with you and me, right, Envoy? Don't forget that our mission is to go to Tibetan Witch Mountain in the east! ”
Tibetan Witch Mountain, such a familiar place!
So these five people were actually the enchanting five gods that Chang Jing's group met while they were hiding in the small tavern. It was just that they didn't know why they were going to the Tibetan Witch Mountain, could it be that it was as what they said after ten days, that they were only going to search for treasures?
People outside the ice house were waiting for a result, a result that differed greatly between good and bad.
Jian Wulei paced back and forth uneasily, rubbing his palms continuously, as if he would be able to move faster after wiping his palms a few more times.