After a moment of dull-witted silence, a fire of hope suddenly ignited in Jian Shao's eyes. He shouted aloud, "I also revere the Ten Directions Great Venerable..."
The ghost cultivator gave a barking laugh. "Want in now? The Great Venerable's believers are strictly selected, never taking just anyone!"
"No, I mean..."
Mid-sentence, the ghost cultivator found him too noisy and brushed a hand across his face and head, instantly sealing his mouth. The leftover force even extinguished his sensory faculties of sight, hearing, taste, and touch one after another. Jian Shao struggled to speak, but how could he manage it anymore? Faintly, he only heard the ghost cultivator's grim, chilling laugh:
"Once your blood drains dry and your vitality is utterly extinguished, you will naturally fall under the Great Venerable's rule. There's no need to rush right now, no need to rush!"
No, not like this!
Jian Shao struggled to speak, but since that ghost cultivator and the dark-skinned man had many places to round on, how could they stay for very long? The stone chamber fell utterly still.
As the ghost cultivator's dharmic power further invaded, Jian Shao's facial features and bodily functions were completely sealed off. He had no way of knowing whether those two fellows had left or not, but it no longer mattered either. Now, only his thoughts were still flowing, leaving him no choice but to seek help from that existence he had always half-believed in:
"Ten Directions Great Venerable, spare this disciple's life!"
Because of his absolute concentration, his mental intent was clearer than ever before, yet Yu Ci remained silent in response to this.
Shadow Ghost asked in odd amusement, "Did you run into the real master?"
"The real master?"
Yu Ci muttered without speaking, because with the five senses on the opposite