C49 (1/2)

Countless skulls flew towards me. I quickly turned around and ran, but it was too dark here. I couldn't see anything clearly. After running a few steps, I stepped on a skulls that I had stuck a talisman on.

”Aiya!” I stumbled and fell.

At this moment, the old Daoist suddenly leaped and arrived at my side. His eyes swept across all the skulls and calmly said, ”Everything is within his control.”

With that, he stabbed the peach wood sword into the ground. He turned around and drew a circle on the ground. Then, he quickly threw away the sword in his hand and used both hands to hit the ground with force.

The circle on the ground seemed to be burning, and a dazzling golden light gradually appeared. The reason the old Daoist didn't come to save me was probably because he was preparing this powerful move.

”Quickly jump into the circle!” The old man called to me.

Without a word, I quickly got up and ran inside.

At this moment, the golden light of the circle shines upwards, forming a golden wall around me and the old Taoist.

Countless skulls rapidly rammed into it. However, the moment they touched the golden wall, the skulls miserably cried out before turning into dust that scattered into the air, turning into ashes.

”Rumble!”

There were too many skulls, and for some reason, they weren't afraid of death at all. Using all their strength, they slammed into the golden wall, causing it to constantly shake.

The old Daoist pressed his hands to the ground and looked very serious. It was clear that the power of this skull was beyond the old Daoist's imagination.

I took a look at the floor and discovered that there was a Yinyang Eight Trigrams pattern on the floor, while the old Daoist and I were currently stepping on one yin and one yang. The old Daoist was controlling the excessive line in the middle of the Yinyang Eight Trigrams with both hands, and all of the golden light was emitted from this line to the outer circle, before forming a golden wall on the circle.

Countless skulls continued to collide against it, like mad dogs. Surprisingly, they were not afraid of the golden wall at all, even though they would be burnt to ashes if they were to collide with it.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on the old Taoist's forehead. When I saw his serious expression, I broke out in a cold sweat. If these skulls were to break through the golden wall, then even if we weren't eaten by them, we would be buried alive!

At this moment, the old Daoist suddenly shouted loudly. Then, he pressed his hands together on the ground and exerted force, causing the ground to sink down. Then, he looked at the golden wall and suddenly spread out in all directions.

The golden light gradually descended, and all the skulls here turned into dust!

The sewer had once again become pitch black and dead silent.

Dead silence was another kind of darkness. Darkness was another kind of dead silence …

The old Daoist stood up, gritting his teeth as he panted. His hands were actually trembling slightly. It seemed that the consumption from that move was not a small one.

I reached out to pat him on the back so he could breathe. ”Are you okay?” I asked.

The old Daoist calmly replied, ”Do I look like I'm in trouble?” With that, he lit up the fire piston once more and raised the dim light of the fire to his face.

Through the dim light of the fire, I saw the pale face of the old Daoist. I said, ”Yes.”

”Pah!”

Without saying anything further, the old Daoist slapped the back of my head and said, ”Is this the time to talk about being discouraged? Even if you have something on your mind, you better hold on!”

The old Daoist was like this as well. Sometimes he acted tough, sometimes he acted serious.

I smiled awkwardly. ”Why don't we go back now?”

”How?”

I said, ”Go back the way we came.”

”This place is at least twenty meters from the ground. Can you get up there?”

I turned around and looked up. The top of my head was black, with only a hole the size of a plate.

”Then what should we do now?”

”Chill.”

I immediately had a dark expression on my face. I wanted to pour the chili concoction into his mouth. What kind of time is this, for him to come and make fun of me? Wasn't this pitch black place cold enough?