Junior sister took first place again

Hu Shan's consciousness gradually recovered from the chaos, his head was dizzy, as if he had just woken up from a long and chaotic dream.

As his vision gradually focused, he found himself lying in a strange and dark stone chamber. The walls were covered with moss and the air was filled with a damp and unpleasant musty smell.

He tried to move his body, but found that his limbs were firmly tied to the ground and he could not move.

"Where is this?" Hu Shan thought in horror.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, then closed his eyes, tried to concentrate, and began to try to mobilize the spiritual power in his body.

Fortunately, although the power is weak, there is still a glimmer of hope.

However, when he tried to gather his spiritual power into his dantian, a sharp pain suddenly erupted from his meridians.

The pain felt like countless needles piercing his meridians, and like a flame burning within him. Hu Shan couldn't help but scream, his voice echoing in the stone chamber, filled with pain and despair.

His forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat and his body spasmed involuntarily, trying to relieve the pain that was almost tearing him apart.

It was unknown how long it took, but Hu Shan's screams had become hoarse, and it was so long that his consciousness began to blur, and the pain was slightly relieved.

Hu Shan was lying on the ground, gasping for breath. The beard he had used to disguise himself was gone, revealing a weak face as pale as a ghost.

Hu Shan didn't dare to use his spiritual power anymore and began to try to divert his attention from the pain and focus his mind on his memory.

He tried to recall what happened, but his memory was like torn pieces of cloth, scattered and vague.

He remembered discussing the vision of thunder tribulation with other cultivators in the Cangwu Secret Realm, and then... then everything became blurry.

Hu Shan's heart beat faster and he began to try hard to recall. He vaguely remembered someone talking about demonic cultivation and blood sacrifice. Could it be that he was captured by those evil people?

A strong sense of uneasiness surged in his heart, and he tried to call for help, but his voice echoed in the empty stone chamber and there was no response.

Hu Shan felt a deep loneliness and despair, but at the same time, a will to survive burned in his heart.

At this moment, the door of the stone chamber was pushed open and a figure slowly walked in.

She was a woman in a black robe, her face hidden under the hood, revealing only a pair of eyes flashing with cold light.

The black-clad figure walked lightly and steadily, and her gaze penetrated the darkness and fell directly on Hu Shan.

Hu Shan felt a strong sense of oppression, his heart beat faster, and his body tensed up involuntarily.

The man in black stopped in front of Hu Shan. Her voice was low and cold: "It seems that you have recovered some of your memories."

A trace of vigilance flashed in Hu Shan's eyes. He tried to make his voice sound calm: "Who are you? What do you want?"

The person in black did not answer his question directly. She just said coldly: "You don't need to know who I am. You just need to know that your life is in my hands now."

A surge of anger surged in Hu Shan's heart, but now was not the time to act impulsively. He had to remain calm and look for a chance to escape.

He took a deep breath and said, "Why are you doing this? I have no grudge against you."

The man in black sneered, "No grudges? In this world, power is everything. To me, you are just a tool, a tool to help me achieve my goals."

"What do you want?" Hu Shan's voice trembled slightly as he tried to remain calm. "I'm a direct descendant of the Hu family. If you release me, I can give you endless wealth and cultivation resources."

The man in black looked at Hu Shan coldly, with a flash of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Wealth and resources?" The man in black's voice was filled with sarcasm. "Do you think these mean anything to me? You are too naive."

Hu Shan's heart sank. Bribery wasn't going to work. His face changed. "Aren't you afraid of Hu's revenge?" Hu Shan's voice hardened. He tried to protect himself with threats. "If you dare to kill me, Hu's won't let you go!"

The man in black sneered when he heard this. Her figure looked particularly gloomy in the stone chamber. There was a hint of cunning and coldness in her eyes as she looked at Hu Shan, but she did not say a word.

But her expression said it all. If she was afraid of revenge from the aristocratic family, she would not do this.

She had no intention of wasting time talking to the prisoner, and directly took out a black talisman from her bosom. The talisman had twisted runes drawn on it, emitting an unsettling aura.

"You...you are from the demon clan!?"

Hu Shan's voice was terrified and trembling, so sharp that it was piercing.

As a disciple of a talisman-cultivating family, he easily recognized the soul-devouring talisman in the black-clothed man's hand.

Hu Shan widened his eyes and looked at the mysterious figure in front of him with disbelief, with a strong sense of fear and despair surging in his heart.