After the old Taoist from the Five Directions Temple left, silence settled over the room again.
No one felt like talking, much less dared to leave on their own. Chen Lin also noticed that everyone seemed uneasy, probably because none of them knew what to expect.
None of them were fools. They understood that the evil qi afflicting Luo Qinglan must be different from what plagued the other possessed cultivators. She was a Golden Core Cultivator, after all!
What kind of heretical entity could leave even a Golden Core Cultivator helpless?
It had to be something on roughly the same level.
With their Qi Condensation cultivation, if evil qi that powerful truly lashed back at them, their prospects would be grim.
Although this evil qi did not kill, its effects were worse than death.
Influenced by the atmosphere, Chen Lin began to feel uneasy as well.
Soon, someone entered the room again.
It was not the old Taoist from the Five Directions Temple, but the White-Clothed Cultivator, who called the Withered Old Monk outside.
Apparently, the Taoist from the Five Directions Temple had failed to expel the evil.
Once the Old Monk left, the atmosphere in the room grew even more oppressive.
This time, the wait was even shorter. The White-Clothed Cultivator soon appeared again and took away the elderly female cultivator at the front.
Then the remaining cultivators were led away one after another, until Chen Lin's turn finally came.
By now, the White-Clothed Cultivator's expression was utterly grim. Chen Lin's nerves tightened as he followed him into an inner room.
Then the man waved a Jade Talisman in his hand toward a certain spot on the wall, and a white Light Gate appeared there.
Chen Lin was a little surprised. This was a Teleportation Gate, much like the