Inside the dim cabin, terrifying laughter echoed through the entire space, as though countless ghosts were whispering in their ears, sending chills down their spines.
All the Immortals faced a formidable enemy. They hurriedly released Protective Barriers, drew their immortal artifacts, and watched their surroundings in panic.
An indescribable sense of oppression filled the air, as if even breathing had become difficult. Sweat soaked through their clothes.
"Where is that laughter coming from? We clearly haven't sensed the aura of any living creature!" an Immortal said in a trembling voice, his eyes filled with terror.
"Where's the door? Why is there no exit here?!" another shouted in a panic, his voice tinged with despair.
The eerie atmosphere made many people want to flee, but this space was completely sealed off. There was simply no way out.
"Playing tricks and pretending to be ghosts! You think a bunch of dead people can scare me?!"
A hot-tempered man carrying an axe roared and swung it at a corpse beside him.
"Stop!"
Jiang Ping An hurriedly tried to stop him, but it was already too late.
The axe swept through, tearing the corpse apart like paper and kicking up a cloud of dust.
Yet nothing unexpected happened. The corpse had merely been cut open.
The True Immortal holding the axe turned to Jiang Ping An and said contemptuously, "What the hell are you yelling for? You're scared of a corpse without the slightest energy fluctuation? What a useless piece of trash!"
After cursing him out, the hot-tempered man ignored Jiang Ping An and immediately began searching the corpse.
Before long, he found several Storage Treasures.
When the others saw that this True Immortal had come to no harm and had even found treasures, greed immediately surged within them. Greed overcame fear, and they