Chapter 1907 - 23: Revealed

The sudden appearance of the blood-clad woman made Lin Feng’s face abruptly change.

"Taoist!"

Lin Feng shouted.

The old Taoist turned his head to look at Lin Feng.

He saw the place Lin Feng was pointing at.

But it was already empty.

"What are you trying to show me?" The old Taoist looked at Lin Feng with confusion.

Everyone else also looked at Lin Feng, puzzled.

Lin Feng said, "I saw a cat!"

"Come on..." Many people rolled their eyes reflexively.

Is a cat worth making such a fuss over?

Wait.

A cat?

Where did a cat come from here?

"Could you have seen it wrong?" Someone asked.

"Probably not, let’s go check it out!" Lin Feng said.

The crowd nodded and followed Lin Feng down the street on the left, finding nothing after arriving.

"Maybe it’s a pet raised by a cultivator!"

Someone explained, trying to ease the tense and oppressive atmosphere.

The others nodded, choosing to believe this explanation deep down.

In this dangerous place, they really didn’t want to experience more bizarre events.

Lin Feng didn’t mention the blood-clad woman.

Because.

It would cause panic.

They proceeded into Thunder City.

The old Taoist deliberately fell to the back, whispering, "What exactly did you see?"

The old Taoist obviously didn’t believe Lin Feng’s previous excuse of seeing a "cat."

Lin Feng said, "I saw a blood-clad woman!"

The old Taoist’s face suddenly changed.

He took a deep breath and said, "The situation in Thunder City is much more complex than we imagined! Don’t tell others about this, or it will cause even greater chaos."

Lin Feng nodded.

At this moment, the old Taoist took out a copper bell.

He shook the copper bell lightly.

And the clear sound of jingling collisions echoed.

Lin Feng noticed that the copper bell in the old Taoist’s hand was extraordinary, surrounded by a dense array of runes—it was evidently a highly powerful Supreme Treasure.

"This is the Soul Suppressing Bell, I hope it can scare away those sinister things!" the old Taoist said.

Lin Feng asked, "Do you think something particularly terrifying will happen tonight, Taoist?"

"Look at the moon in the sky!" The old Taoist pointed upwards with his hand.

"Full moon!"

Lin Feng was shocked.

Suddenly, in his mind, he remembered the ancient face of the Divine Servant and the sinister look when the Divine Servant examined him.

Lin Feng’s body suddenly shuddered.

The Divine Servant had said the full moon was approaching; at that time, Lin Feng felt it was extremely eerie for the Divine Servant to mention the full moon.

Now.

The full moon has arrived.

And strange events are happening in Thunder City.

Did the Divine Servant already know what was going to happen here?

Now Lin Feng was a bit suspicious of the Divine Servant’s identity.

Such strong cultivation.

Is he really just a Divine Servant?

Lin Feng began to doubt; he always felt the Divine Servant’s identity was not simple, but what exactly the Divine Servant’s identity was, no one knew.

...

A group of people continued to move deeper.

"Weep before the Yellow Mud Platform for thee."

Soon, the sound of crying once again echoed above the ancient city.

So piercing.

Who exactly is crying?

Lin Feng’s face was grim, today being the night of the full moon weighed heavily on his heart.

"Look ahead!"

A cultivator pointed forward, and everyone walked over with solemn expressions.

One cultivator after another met a tragic end.

All of these individuals were face down.

"Burial Soil..." Lin Feng coldly uttered these two words.

It seems that the cultivators who died in Thunder City all died in this manner.

They became sacrifices.

"Sky spirit, earth spirit, beg the heavens to protect me, demons and ghosts don’t bother me!"

...

Some cultivators were scared pale, already starting to pray.

But what use are these prayers?

Perhaps it’s more of a comfort to the soul.

"The places where Burial Soil appears must be breeding grounds of great evil, inside Thunder City, there must be buried unimaginable terrifying creatures; these are all sacrifices!"

The old Taoist said.

"We should find those ancient-level cultivators now; their strength is formidable, enough to handle various crises!"

Lin Feng said.

The old Taoist nodded; he agreed with Lin Feng’s suggestion that the urgent task now is to find those ancient-level strong ones and stay close to them.

Even if something terrifying happens.

There will be ancient-level strong ones to intervene.

There’s a saying: when the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up—that’s exactly the case.

Then a group of cultivators united and continued deeper.

Trying to find those ancient-level strong ones.

Along the way, they saw many cultivators who met tragic ends.

All these cultivators were face down.

Each death was more gruesome, making one’s skin crawl.

After passing the intersection of two streets.

Suddenly.

A chilling wind swept through heaven and earth.

Many people were blown to different places.

Lin Feng quickly took out the Hurricane Pearl, barely stabilizing himself.

He looked around, discovering everyone had vanished.

"Damn it!"

Lin Feng cursed.

The chilling wind grew increasingly fierce.

He held the Hurricane Pearl in his hand, sprinting through the biting wind.

He attempted to find the others, especially the old Taoist, who was likely to be a Banshan Taoist.

Banshan Taoists have many unbelievable abilities.

Being with the old Taoist.

Would be the safest.

If something happened.

They could handle it together with the old Taoist.

But after searching for a long time, Lin Feng couldn’t find the old Taoist.

A corpse was blown over, landing at Lin Feng’s feet.

Lin Feng looked at the corpse, discovering it was missing its face.

All its features had vanished—it was extremely eerie.

Later, Lin Feng checked other corpses; they too had lost all features.

"How could these deceased have lost their features? Burial Soil is truly bizarre!"

Lin Feng’s expression was grave.

He continued running deeper.

Suddenly.

Lin Feng felt a cold aura enveloping him.

Behind.

Something seemed to be appearing.

"Go, go, go..."

Lin Feng didn’t dare hesitate, he ran frantically toward the distance.

He stepped onto the Eight-direction World.

His speed reached its limit.

However.

He realized he couldn’t shake off the unknown entity pursuing from behind.

Suddenly, Lin Feng saw a corpse ahead.

Upon seeing that corpse, his face drastically changed.

Wasn’t this the first corpse he saw?

Although Lin Feng had seen many corpses without features, from the clothing, build, attire, and other details, he could still deduce it was the first corpse he saw.

Ghostly barriers?

Lin Feng inhaled sharply; this was trouble indeed, encountering ghostly barriers.

"Thud, thud, thud..."

Footsteps echoed from behind.

Lin Feng didn’t keep running.

He clutched the Bodhi Seed and Ten Thousand Forms Golden Buddha.

Then turned with difficulty to look back.

To Lin Feng’s surprise, appearing behind him.

Was the Divine Servant.

"Young friend, we meet again!"

The Divine Servant said ominously, those sinister eyes gazing intently at Lin Feng, as if he were a treasure, eyes aglow.

Seeing the Divine Servant’s gaze.

Lin Feng’s heart sank suddenly.