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"": ""The Hu family's immortals were countered, but what about the Huang family's?" Hu Xing murmured. "Something only crawled out of Luo Bin after his yang energy was almost drained. It must be there to keep him alive?"
"As long as we make sure he isn't on the verge of death, it shouldn't be much of a problem?"
The disciples remained silent. The three elderly Spirit Riders nodded slightly, agreeing with Hu Xing.
He checked the Pocket Watch again. Ten o'clock.
Time really was crawling.
Luo Bin couldn't shake an inexplicable unease.
And he wasn't the only one. Shangguan Xingyue felt the same way. That sense of a sharp blade hanging overhead was growing stronger.
They seemed to know something about Spirit Mediums, but it was nowhere near enough.
Shangguan Xingyue had lived on Cabinet Mountain for years and had little access to information. An ordinary Yin-Yang Practitioner would surely have known the basic abilities of Spirit Mediums.
Shang Liuli, Luo Feng, and the others were too low-level and knew even less.
The group remained vigilant as they kept watch, completely unaware that Luo Bin, who arguably had the most hidden trump cards among them, had already been thoroughly assessed by their opponents.
At that moment, Shangguan Xingyue approached the wooden board and looked through a gap along its edge. She could see several evil spirits moving around.
Their lips curled into smiles that looked perfectly polite, but through their parted lips, she could see slender tubes squirming densely together. It was horrifying.
"Anyone out there?" Luo Bin asked Shangguan Xingyue.
"No." Shangguan Xingyue shook her head. "With so many evil spirits around, they won't attack and get themselves killed."
"Do any of you smell something musky?" Zhang Baijiao suddenly asked.
"Doesn't this place