"So what should we do?"
Wu asked Wu Feng.
Dugu Xiong also looked at Wu Feng, his eyes filled with hope.
At this moment, Dugu Xiong was no longer the strongest expert on the Central Continent. He was merely an ordinary, pitiful man desperately seeking a way to survive.
Wu Feng thought for a while. Seeing that the world around them was gradually losing its light, he said, "Looks like it's about to get dark. Usually, places like this become even more terrifying at night. We need to steady ourselves and prepare to face even more frightening things."
"Damn, there are things even more terrifying than this?"
Wu said glumly.
Dugu Xiong was also trembling with fear. If they had not lost their cultivation techniques, he probably would have erupted and tried to force his way out of this terrifying place.
The reason they did not leave now was mainly because even if they escaped, they would still die.
A cultivator who had reached Dugu Xiong's level had certainly provoked many, many enemies. Under such circumstances, Dugu Xiong could only maintain his strength. Otherwise, if he went out, he would still end up being hunted down and killed by his enemies.
"Forget it. We'll take things one step at a time."
Dugu Xiong and Wu almost simultaneously came to this conclusion. Their former desire to forge ahead was gradually being worn away.
Before long, night finally fell. Under the faint moonlight, black ripples appeared throughout the school. Then, the classroom changed from its former silence into a noisy clamor.
The classroom door opened, and several young students walked out.
These students all looked perfectly normal, just like ordinary children.
If Wu Feng had not even seen the corpses of these people in the latrine before, he might have felt a