Western Mountain University.
Its principal, Wang Junshen.
This powerful Cultivator was bound in handcuffs, yet he remained calm and dignified, speaking with remarkable clarity.
"Everyone, I can feel the black mist's influence on me weakening."
"Perhaps the mist contains some unknown toxin that affects our temperaments and behavior, even giving rise to Inner Demons."
"But from what I can tell, once you leave Yanmen, the mist's power gradually wears off."
"So the most important thing is to hold fast to who you are!"
Wang Junshen finished in one breath.
Nine parts truth, one part lie.
His words helped everyone relax a little.
"What about the other fellow cultivators?" someone asked.
"It seems they lost themselves and became trapped in Yanmen. I suspect they'll return to normal at daybreak," Wang Junshen added. Seeing him clear-eyed and upright, no different from his usual self, everyone began thinking about how to rescue the missing.
Beside Xu Yuan,
Xi spoke faster, quickly laying out the truth:
"The Universe's malice is 'Annihilation of everything, a return to the beginningless void.'"
"Over countless Epochs, the Old Gods have amassed its Evil within Yanmen. It's utterly frenzied, so I advise against taking action."
Xu Yuan fell silent, his gaze settling on Wang Junshen.
The “Evil” in him was almost contagious.
A zombie apocalypse?
It would probably be worse.
Everyone would retain their minds, but everyone would want to kill all of Creation's living beings.
I can't wait any longer.
I have to take him out of this world!
Xu Yuan was about to speak when agitation suddenly surged through him. Something overhead seemed to be Calling to him without cease.
What's going on?
Keeping his expression unchanged, he glanced into the Void and saw a faint line of text quietly appear:
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