Qi Song said nothing, merely following Su Jiu and the others forward in silence.
Huo Yun let out a helpless sigh. Sure enough, he could only swallow the fruit he had sown himself.
Su Jiu's group explored cautiously, occasionally slaying a few vengeful souls foolish enough to get in their way.
Qian Xin's group fared far worse. They had never imagined that Su Jiu and the others could actually break through the restriction, so they were utterly unprepared for the vengeful souls that appeared so suddenly. Before long, countless people were dead or wounded.
The Library Pavilion was also shrouded in that dense black aura.
Fortunately, a barrier had sealed the tower's entrance, preventing the black aura from escaping.
However, those who tried to leave the Library Pavilion could no longer get out.
The instant Su Jiu and the others opened the seal, every door and window in the Library Pavilion vanished, as though they had never existed. Where the doors and windows had been, there were now walls identical to those around them. It was as though they had been sealed inside an airtight, bowl-shaped vessel.
Unlike a bowl, however, this vessel had a lid.
Those still alive had no attention to spare for fighting among themselves. They all watched their surroundings warily.
Resentful qi lurked within the sinister black mist. The slightest lapse in attention could leave them dead from a surprise attack.
At first, none of them had taken it particularly seriously, but as more and more people died, they realized how grave the situation was.
Almost simultaneously, they stopped pointing their magic treasures at the cultivators beside them. Compared with attacks from other cultivators, the attacks of these vengeful souls were clearly far more sudden.
They truly embodied the phrase "appearing like gods and vanishing like