Transmigration and Self-Saving Cultivation

Jun Luochuan and his group found themselves trapped in this mysterious, labyrinthine ruin. The atmosphere around them grew increasingly eerie and terrifying, as if an invisible, dark net was tightly binding them. They had just barely recovered from the chilling laughter that seemed to come from the depths of hell when a series of extremely bizarre phenomena followed like a surging tide, leaving them overwhelmed.

The already dim, twilight-like light suddenly became even dimmer, as if all light had been mercilessly devoured by this cursed, dark land. Everyone felt as if they were instantly plunged into an inky blackness, so thick they couldn't see their own hands in front of their faces, as if they were being completely swallowed by endless darkness.

"What's going on? How did it suddenly become so dark? This is driving me crazy!" Zhao Gang's voice trembled in the suffocating darkness, like a leaf falling in the wind, filled with uncontrollable panic.

Jun Luochuan suppressed his inner panic and tried to calm himself down. He said in a deep voice, "Everyone, don't panic. Perhaps it is some kind of mysterious, unpredictable, and vicious formation causing trouble in the dark."

Just then, a strange sound came from all around. It sounded like countless sharp claws frantically scraping against the hard wall, making a "squeaking" sound that made one's scalp tingle and goosebumps all over, like the sound of a demon grinding its teeth.

Lin Yu gripped the staff tightly, her hands trembling like autumn leaves in the wind. Her voice trembled as she said, "This sound is terrifying, like a death warrant, as if some vicious creature is approaching us step by step."

Sun Xiao listened intently, trying to pinpoint the source of the terrifying sound, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat: "The sound is chaotic and disorderly, like a raging storm, making it impossible to determine its direction."

Li Meng gritted his teeth, puffed out his cheeks, and said firmly, "No matter what kind of demons or monsters come, we must not be afraid, and we must not let fear take over our hearts."

Zhou Yue was so frightened that her voice was trembling with sobs, and her cries sounded particularly pitiful in the darkness: "But this is too eerie, what kind of terrifying thing is causing this?"

Suddenly, a chilling current of air rose from the soles of their feet without warning, spreading throughout their bodies like a cold, venomous snake, making them feel as if they were instantly placed in an ancient ice cellar, their blood almost freezing.

"It's so cold! This chill is enough to freeze your bones to pieces. Something's definitely not right," Zhao Gang said, his teeth chattering and making a "clucking" sound.

Jun Luochuan frowned, his brows furrowing into a deep, precipitous mountain as he pondered: "This chill is no ordinary thing; it is probably caused by some extremely sinister and vicious magic."

Immediately afterwards, they saw some blurry figures appear in front of them, indistinct and elusive, like phantoms.

"What is that? Is it a person or a ghost? Could it be a messenger from hell coming to claim my life?" Lin Yu asked in terror, her voice so sharp it almost pierced the oppressive darkness.

Jun Luochuan narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharp, trying his best to see those strange figures clearly: "Don't make any rash moves. Be careful, there might be a trap set by the enemy."

However, the figures ignored Jun Luochuan's warning and gradually approached. Only then did everyone realize with horror that these figures had no faces, like ghosts wandering the world, which was terrifying.

"Ah!" Zhou Yue screamed in fright, the scream echoing in the darkness as if trying to break through the endless fear.

Sun Xiao swallowed hard, his throat bobbing, and said in a dry voice, "This is too eerie. What kind of evil things are these?"

Jun Luochuan snorted coldly, his voice as cold and firm as the winter wind: "No matter what kind of demons or monsters they are, let's try to repel them first."

Having said that, Jun Luochuan swiftly formed hand seals and unleashed a powerful spell. A dazzling beam of light shot towards the figures like lightning. However, to everyone's astonishment, the light passed right through the figures without any hindrance, as if it had sunk into the sea, producing no effect whatsoever.

"This...how is this possible? Are we really going to die here?" Zhao Gang's eyes widened, his eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets, as he roared in disbelief.

At this moment, the faceless figures multiplied, surrounding them like a tide, forming a terrifying, impenetrable encirclement.

"This is a huge problem. What should we do?" Li Meng gripped his shield tightly, veins bulging on his arm, his expression extremely tense.

Jun Luochuan's expression also became very solemn, as if shrouded in a thick layer of dark clouds: "Everyone, stand back to back, stick together closely, and don't give them any chance to take advantage."

Just when everyone was at a loss and in despair, something even stranger and more inexplicable happened...

End of this chapter