Even in unconsciousness, their brows remained tightly furrowed, their faces filled with pain, terror, and madness. Clearly, they were trapped in nightmares woven from the undead's whispers, unable to break free.
Fu Ye turned to look at the four, whose expressions were terrible.
The Space Barrier extended automatically, shielding them within and blocking the ensuing mental erosion.
He could clearly sense their souls being continuously tugged apart by the nightmares. If they remained lost in them for too long, they would suffer mental damage at best and become mindless walking corpses at worst.
"My lord, should we wake them?"
Liu Xian stepped forward, a trace of concern flashing through her eyes.
She could sense that those nightmares were not simple illusions, but contained the power of the Fiendish Abyss's origin. They were extremely corrosive.
Fu Ye shook his head slightly, his gaze sweeping over the four pained faces. "If it is a blessing, it is no disaster. If it is a disaster, it cannot be avoided."
In the original story, Mo Fan and the others had also fallen unconscious in the Fiendish Abyss passage, so he was not worried at all.
It was simply that the original story had never mentioned what Mo Fan and the others had seen before falling unconscious.
That part of their journey had merely been glossed over.
Still, it was only natural for something like this to happen.
Even Forbidden Curse mages could be easily torn apart in a place like the Fiendish Abyss, let alone Mo Fan and the others.
His voice was calm and even, yet it carried an unquestionable resolve.
As he spoke, an even more muffled tremor rose from the depths below.
Fu Ye's eyes turned cold, and Space Power around him suddenly erupted.
An invisible pressure spread outward, and the