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"": "The prickling sensation had already appeared.
White Oak was watching him.
"To think there's a snake-devouring punishment from the Twenty-Four Hells here." A hoarse voice rang out.
It was Bai Xianming who spoke.
Chills flickered in the other two Real Persons' eyes.
The remaining red-robed and green-robed Taoists finally recovered somewhat, their eyes filled with lingering fear and horror.
"We were inside the prison, yet not truly inside it. Yes, had it been the real prison, we would probably have lost more than half our disciples today. Even you and I might not have survived," Bai Xingtai said gravely.
As he spoke, he reached up and smoothed the clothes over his chest.
In fact, Luo Bin could hear the lingering fear in Bai Xingtai's voice too.
He knew all the Real Persons' names. After all, he had seen them on Divine Firmament Mountain.
The other Real Person was named Bai Lushu.
"Something isn't right. If it really was one of the Twenty-Four Hells, why would it withdraw halfway through the punishment?"
"If it wasn't, how could it suppress us? How could it possibly have that power?"
Bai Lushu's eyes were filled with confusion.
Then all the disciples turned their eyes toward White Oak.
Without exception, they believed this had been White Oak's doing.
Yin Spirit Projection!
Only White Oak could resolve every danger before them while none of them could "see"!
The disciples' reaction made Bai Xianming, Bai Xingtai, and Bai Lushu look toward White Oak as well, understanding and awe entering their eyes.
Luo Bin did the same.
He had no choice.
Even though he knew it had been sheer luck.
Sure enough, White Oak was still watching him.
That calm, piercing gaze seemed ready to dissect every last one of his disguises!
White