"Everyone else died. Why were you the only one who survived?"
"Have you never considered the possibility that... you had actually died long ago?"
"Greed blinded your eyes, desire shattered your reason. You... how were you any different from that woman ruled by love?"
Suddenly, wisps of pink vapor seeped from the ground and gradually coiled around White Bone Daoist.
Inside the battered white bone coffin, the sealed Gu Guizong suddenly opened his eyes. The sealing mark on his forehead radiated golden light, leaving him unable to move, yet he revealed an eerie smile as he stared fixedly at White Bone Daoist.
"No, impossible!"
Hearing the bizarre hallucinations, White Bone Daoist hurriedly staggered backward while pulling out a bronze handbell and shaking it rapidly.
He had clearly survived because of his caution. How could he have already died? He was so rational; there was absolutely no way he could have made such a low-level mistake.
"Damn it, the Abyssal Will came so quickly!"
White Bone Daoist made his judgment. It had to be the Abyssal Will's power reaching over, trying to disrupt his mind.
As he shook the bell, he quickly activated the formation. Gemstones immediately shone with different lights, forming a complex formation diagram in midair.
The Clearheart Bell could dispel evil thoughts, distracting thoughts, and malicious thoughts from within one's heart.
Under normal circumstances, White Bone Daoist only used it while thinking, to ensure he remained absolutely calm when weighing gains and losses.
But now, he suspected that the Abyssal Will had already caught up. To keep himself from being affected by it, he had to constantly shake the Clearheart Bell and drive away its influence.
Yet more and more pink currents emerged from the ground around him, winding around him.
He had only just prepared the formation