Old Gong's words are not pleasant to listen to.
Old Gong is speaking the plain truth.
Liu Tai Xuan does not refute, which is likely due to this reason.
When our group stopped at the edge of Bailang Cave, Wu Jinluan and his team had already walked far away.
The Yuanxian Temple itself was familiar with Jiuding Mountain, and added to that, Old Gong knew the location where the few people from the Youfang were hidden.
Wu Jinluan and his team are passive against immortals, but they have the disciples of the Yuanxian Temple, and Old Gong is a real-level immortal ghost. Even if the immortals are immune to the Abyss Prison, Old Gong can still deal with those manipulating them from behind, ensuring safety.
I didn't think much about it or care too much about them. My attention was focused on what was in front of me.
As we drew closer, the thick, misty vapor grew denser.
Moreover, there was an unescapable oppressive force. Some distorted, blurred faces appeared in the mist, only to dissipate afterwards.
Those faces appeared to be crying and smiling, angry and joyful, with strange and diverse emotions.
It could even evoke a sense of emptiness within, tugging at one's emotions as if taking a step forward into the mist was stepping into an endless abyss, where one would fall into emptiness for a second and never touch ground again.
My breath became deeper and more labored, and this feeling was very uncomfortable.
In fact, at this level, there wouldn't be such strong pressure when facing immortals.
No wonder... the people from Tiecha Mountain dared not to enter the cave to investigate the situation.
Yu Guang can see that Liu Tai Xuan's feelings are similar to mine. His face also displays the same vivid uncertainty and faint unease.
The aura of Han Jin was different. The sorrow was even more profound. He seemed to want to reach out and touch, and the misty vapor undulated even more!
Vaguely, there was a sharp pricking sensation coming from it.
It's like there are lurking hungry wolves for years, waiting for their fatal blow!
Old Gong, when unfolding the Abyss Prison, had already glimpsed this place!
That's why the Abyss Prison was directly broken.
"My dear disciples, I... I have come." Han Jin's voice had a slight tremble.
No matter how calm and detached he is from the secular world, this emotion was unquestionably manifest in that moment.
Taking another step forward, Han Jin stepped into the mist!
Ma Sanmu felt his chin and walked in without hesitation.
I, similarly, did not hesitate.
The slope beneath my feet was slightly inclined, a natural feature of the cave. My body was instantly enveloped by the mist, as if fine insects were crawling on me.
There was also a rapid crawling sensation beneath the skin, making it extremely unpleasant.
In sight, there were four people in total, forming an odd formation, creating an eight-sided polygon.
Yes, one arm represents one angle. With four people each having eight arms, it forms the Ba Gua (Eight Trigrams) formation!
Among the three in red robes, there was one in purple!
It matched the four figures sent by Si Guishan at that time, three half steps of immortals and three immortals. In the end, only Han Jin and Bai Fugong, the two principal and deputy heads, left.
Their mouths and eyes were all open, wide.
Their death was very terrifying, their expressions were extremely ferocious. Their mouths and eyes looked like bottomless abysses.
This is the first impression that the mist gave us!
Vaguely, one can see some insects crawling out of their seven orifices, crawling into them, and their skin is also constantly wriggling, it seems that there are insects under the skin.
I came here because I drank Tian Gong Spring. I'm not afraid.
Liu Tai Xuan did not come in because he was afraid of corpse insects.
He was waiting for Han Jin. Only when Han Jin promised to absorb all the corpse insects into his body could he dare to enter the cave!
But I never expected that Mao Sanmu, too, would not be afraid?
He almost entered here at the same time as us.
Even I, it was still very uncomfortable for me. I would occasionally move my arms, twist my head, and relieve the crawling sensation under the skin.
Mao Sanmu, however, acted as if nothing had happened. He continued to gaze at the bodies.
"It's a shame, they were all eaten by the corpse insects, wasting them." Mao Sanmu shook his head, showing a full expression of regret.
Han Jin stared at those corpses in a daze.
Two rows of old tears flowed from his eyes.
With a loud bang, Han Jin knelt down on the ground.
"I am a sinner..." His voice trembled, full of regret.
"Back then, I didn't trust the ancestor, afraid of being possessed by another, so I left you all here... Destroying the accumulation of the Bai family, destroying the future of Si Guishan for the past few decades... If not for that, that child from Si Guishan wouldn't have been killed by his disciples, his body scattered outside... Today, Si Guishan wouldn't have to be so hesitant and wary..."
"Also, my dear disciples, there's no need to continue to bear the torment of these corpse insects here..."
Han Jin's body began to reveal the presence of corpse insects...
The corpse insects on Han Jin were not from his body itself, but slowly condensed from the mist, or directly emerged from the ground, crawling towards Han Jin's body.
There are not only medium-corpse white, but also upper-corpse blue and lower-corpse blood.
The thick swarm of insects quickly enveloped Han Jin into a cocoon. The mist became fainter and fainter, allowing us to see deeper into the White Wolf Cave.
Bones, countless bones, all clean and without a trace of flesh.
There stands an image within the cave.
Similar to the image of a person with a tail in the Yuanxian Temple, but more similar to the mouse passage image in the mouse hole.
However, it is taller, its feet planted on the bottom of the cave and its head butting against the ceiling.
The image is not dead or alive, yet it carries a strange, eerie aura and gazes at us.
His face was pointed, with a narrow mouth and slanted pupils. His ears were slightly raised, also in a pointed manner.
Especially, his face was very black, looking more like a wolf-headed man.
The threat wasn't given by the statue. It was the strange deities in the Black City Temple that were truly alive, able to crawl out of them and kill those who did not respect them.
This image had none of that feeling.
The danger came from below the statue, where there were two people.
The tall one, with a very square head, a mouth protruding forward, deep eye sockets, almost all his hair was gone.
The other one had a pointed head and a pointed brain, but he didn't look like Liu Tai Xuan with a sly, rat-like expression. He had a strong wolfish appearance.
Neither of them was thin, but they had been emaciated to the extreme, down to being nothing but skin and bones.
The two of them, their eyes were open, their eyes were purple and red.
Their skin also had a faint ripple of purple.
I realized a point that I had previously overlooked: how they had survived for the past few decades.
The countless bones on the ground not only belonged to humans, but also to animals. It must be those who were trapped in the White Wolf Cave in the past, including other practitioners of magic, as well as immortals.
After eating the bodies, these two began to absorb corpse insects into their bodies, just like Han Jin.
They were waiting for the day they could go out!
When did they wake up?
Perhaps it was when Han Jin appeared outside the White Wolf Cave, or perhaps it was when Old Gong earlier used the Abyss Prison to peer into this place.
The outcasts of the White Wolf Cave, the traitors from Tiecha Mountain, were waiting for the people from Si Guishan to come because only the people from Si Guishan could find a way to break through the corpse insects here.
The people inside are waiting for an opportunity, for a chance to see the sky again!
The White family line was snuffed out here, and these two surviving traitors from Tiecha Mountain have also suffered years of confinement!
"Two... just right... completely... decomposed... even better... for displaying divinity! You are truly my destined one!" Mao Sanmu's eyes were filled with an unprecedented joy!
