Chapter 237: Passing By One Grave After Another

Chapter 237: Passing By One Grave After Another

Upon hearing the name Qi Zhen, both Daoist Mo Ying and Daoist Ning Gui fell silent. They exchanged a glance, their expressions turning serious.

The two headed towards the white mist without any prior agreement. A group of people had already gathered there. Among them was a tall daoist holding an extinguished oil lamp in his hand. His expression was rather ugly, and there was visible sadness in his eyes.

The deaths of the young daoists from the Dao society earlier, while causing some commotion, had not been considered a major incident. However, the situation was different now because of the identity of the deceased.

Qi Zhen was a disciple of the Auspicious Cloud Daoist Temple, a major sect within the Longevity Dao lineage, even larger than the Sublime Bright Sect. Qi Zhen was also a genius listed on the Latent Dragon List. Among the daoist geniuses who entered the ruin, Qi Zhen might not match up to Song Changxi and Yun Jianyue, but he was certainly the number three figure. Such a genius should have been very hard to kill inside the ruin.

In other words, Qi Zhen's death likely involved some existence inside the ruin.

"What's going on? Didn't the Sublime Bright Sect say that there were no dangers in the periphery?"

That Daoist had an ugly expression. Although he did not name anyone, he was looking at Daoist Ning Gui.

While the information from the Sublime Bright Sect had been as such, the one currently presiding over this was not a cultivator of the Infatuation Daoist Temple. However, since it had happened, as daoist disciples, this daoist thought of the Infatuation Daoist Temple right away.

"Perhaps it's because the periphery has been thoroughly explored by the Sublime Bright Sect, they didn't see anything good, so they ventured deeper into the inner regions."

Someone spoke up, trying to ease the situation for Daoist Ning Gui and the daoist who had spoken up.

After all, no matter how sad or angry that daoist was at this moment, he should not have said anything to the Infatuation Daoist Temple.

The daoist quickly returned to his senses and looked over here, his emotions calming down greatly.

Only then, did Daoist Ning Gui say, "Since it was said before that those who enter should take responsibility for their own lives and deaths, that should be the way. Putting aside that it's Qi Zhen, even if it were Yun Jianyue who died, my Infatuation Daoist Temple wouldn't say anything either."

Upon hearing the name Yun Jianyue, the crowd fell into a thoughtful silence. If that young genius really died inside, with only one of the Twin Pillars of Daoism left, it was likely that the Infatuation Daoist Temple would unleash its full force to flatten the ruin. Fịndd new updates at novelhall.com

Hence, nobody took Daoist Ning Gui's words seriously. Instead, someone asked, "Daoist Mo Ying, perhaps these young people lack resilience and may linger inside for too long, which worries the Fellow Daoists a little as well."

Entering now would not guarantee that they could still possess their cultivation. If they could not retain their cultivation, what use would entering serve?

Unless they had a way of taking care of the white mist and restoring their cultivation.

More experienced?

Actually, speaking of which, it was somewhat laughable too. Most cultivators spent their days cultivating by themselves on the mountains, how would they have any so-called experience? They were not much different from the young cultivators.

Daoist Ning Gui looked at everyone and did not say anything.

Daoist Mo Ying said emotionally, "Since that's the case, let's wait a bit longer. I believe that there will be remarkable existences among the youngsters, it shouldn't be to an extent where they can't do anything inside."

Everyone understood his meaning. At the end of the day, one of the Twin Pillars of Daoism, Yun Jianyue, was still inside. As long as he was there, they believed that at least things would not be too dire.

......

......

Yun Jianyue indeed felt rather terrible.

Since entering this ruin, Yun Jianyue instantly felt rather uncomfortable. Ever since he began cultivating at a young age, he had been growing stronger year by year, feeling the power within him. This gave him a great sense of security. However, the moment he stepped into the white mist, he started to feel uneasy.

This feeling was not great.

What kind of feeling was this?

Likely, it was the discomfort of strength temporarily leaving his body.

No, it was fear.

Why would he be scared?