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Lei Zhen was still under the effects of the drug, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared angrily at the withered ghost hand that was grabbing his ankle.

With immense force, the thick-backed machete in his hand slashed fiercely at the arm!

"clang!"

A crisp, metallic clang rang out.

The seemingly withered arm was as hard as iron. Not only was it not cut off, but it also caused Lei Zhen's tiger's mouth to crack from the shock.

Then, a chilling scene unfolded.

The black hair wrapped around the dried corpse, like leeches that had smelled blood, spread wildly upwards from Lei Zhen's ankle.

They don't entangle, they burrow in!

"Ahhhhh!"

Lei Zhen let out an extremely shrill scream.

Those hairs were like living steel needles, piercing his skin and flesh through his pores and blood vessels.

It wriggled and crawled wildly beneath his skin!

In the blink of an eye, this once-renowned expert at the Double Lamp Realm was like a manipulated shadow puppet, convulsing all over and unable to move an inch.

"What...what kind of evil magic is this?!"

Zhao Feng, Old Master Liu, and the others who were originally bloodthirsty were instantly sobered up when they saw this terrifying scene, as if they had been doused with a bucket of ice water.

The fervor born of greed quickly subsided, replaced by a tremor from the depths of the soul.

Under the eerie light and strong fragrance, they discovered that their blood and qi were as if they had encountered a natural enemy, and were suppressed in their dantian, their circulation was sluggish, and they could not even exert half of their usual strength!

"No wonder the bronze door was opened so easily! It seems it was done on purpose."

Xuan Yin's teeth chattered; it was an instinctive fear.

Chen Qian hid in the shadows, his pupils contracting violently.

Fragments of random thoughts flashed through my mind in an instant:

Possession by evil spirits

"Lei Zhen forcibly reached the Dual Lamp Realm with the help of a secret medicine, yet he was completely powerless to fight back..."

Chen Qian felt a chill run through him.

The fact that this thing can suppress a dual-lamp realm cultivator instantly suggests that its strength has likely reached the legendary pinnacle of power.

Before such a being, they are nothing more than pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

Once it has completely digested Lei Zhen, not a single person on the scene will survive!

"There's no time to hesitate!"

Chen Qian abruptly turned his head, looked at the trembling Xuan Yin Chang beside him, and hissed:

"Master! The way out lies beneath the abyss! Below is a deep pool; only by jumping in can you find a glimmer of hope! Believe it or not, I have already repaid your kindness in guiding me!"

After saying that, Chen Qian no longer hesitated.

He took a deep breath, squeezing out every last bit of strength he had left.

Eight steps to catch the cicada—the cicada is startled!

"collapse!"

Chen Qian shot out of the shadows like an arrow released from a bow, heading straight for the bottomless abyss!

The speed was so fast that everyone was still stunned. They only saw a blur before their eyes, and a figure had already rushed out.

However, fast, someone was faster than him!

Something strange has happened on the coffin.

Lei Zhen's screams came to an abrupt halt.

The countless strands of hair had completely penetrated his body, and his body stopped convulsing, but instead twisted strangely.

Then, he suddenly turned his head.

That once rugged and ferocious face was now undergoing a terrifying transformation.

Bone displacement, muscle remodeling.

Amidst that teeth-grinding "click-click" sound, his face became increasingly sharp and effeminate, exuding an indescribable allure and wickedness.

And his eyes...

Inside the eye socket, the originally cloudy eyeballs are splitting apart.

One begets two, two begets three.

The three pupils spun wildly in their sockets, finally colliding and merging into a single vertical pupil emitting a faint red light!

"Ant...trying to run away?"

A shrill scream, neither male nor female, rang out.

The vertical pupils turned and instantly locked onto Chen Qian, who was running wildly.

"call out!"

Lei Zhen's originally messy hair suddenly grew several times its original length, and a tuft of hair instantly twisted into a long, black spear, piercing the air with a sharp whistling sound, and stabbed fiercely into Chen Qian's back!

too fast!

It's so fast it goes beyond the limits of thought!

Chen Qian's auditory recognition has been frantically alarming; his brain has sensed the danger and has even issued an evasive command.

But this exhausted body simply couldn't keep up with the speed of that thunderous strike!

"There's no escaping it!"

Chen Qian watched helplessly as the edge of the abyss was right in front of him, just a zhang away!

"Pfft!"

That was the sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh.

The black spear formed from strands of hair precisely avoided vital points, yet pierced through Chen Qian's left shoulder with deadly force!

The immense impact propelled him forward several steps.

"Duh!"

His black hair instantly straightened, like a nail, pinning Chen Qian firmly to the ground only ten feet away from the abyss!

"ah!!!"

The excruciating pain instantly overwhelmed his senses, and Chen Qian couldn't help but let out a scream.

Blood gushed out wildly from his left shoulder, staining the ground red.

He struggled desperately, but the hair was as tough as steel wire and wouldn't budge.

On the coffin, "Lei Zhen" tilted his sharp face, his vertical pupil coldly glancing at Chen Qian, who was nailed to the ground.

That look in his eyes was as if he were looking at an ant that had been casually pinned down.

Disdain, indifference.

Without even glancing at him a second time, he turned his head to look at Zhao Feng and the others below, seemingly choosing the next more palatable "container".

Chen Qian lay on the ground, his mouth full of blood, but the madness in his eyes was even more intense than that of the evil spirit.

His right hand trembled as he reached into his robes and touched the cold object.

Those are the ashes of the Li family!

"Since you like hair so much, I'll give you something nice!"

Chen Qian suddenly pulled off the bottle stopper, grabbed a small pinch of grayish-white powder, and slapped it hard onto the black hair that ran down his shoulders!

"Sizzle!!"

It was like pouring boiling oil into a snowdrift, or branding raw meat with a hot iron.

The moment those indestructible black hairs came into contact with the ashes, thick black smoke billowed out, a mournful burning sound was heard, and they quickly withered and broke!

"what!"

On the coffin, the once arrogant "Lei Zhen" suddenly let out an extremely shrill scream.

That was a pain that pierced straight to the soul!

He suddenly covered his head, and his black hair, which had been flying everywhere, recoiled wildly as if he had been electrocuted.

The restraints are gone!

Chen Qian felt a sudden relief on his shoulders.

He paid no heed to the gaping hole gushing blood, nor to the earth-shattering roars coming from behind him.

He gritted his teeth and slammed his legs against the ground.

With that last bit of strength, he flew like a kite with a broken string, plummeting into the abyss that was just inches away!

The body is airborne.

Below was endless darkness.

Chen Qian tried his best to adjust his body posture, making sure his feet were pointing downwards, and aimed at the approximate location where the loud noise from Wang Meng falling into the water had come from.

"Thump!"