A voice came from the corner.
And it was calling my name.
I recognized Seventh Master's voice and hurried over, overjoyed.
A small cabinet stood in that corner, and the voice was coming from inside it.
I opened the cabinet door and found Seventh Master leaning inside. His clothes were somewhat tattered from the Thunder Magic that had struck him earlier, his face was a little blackened, and traces of blood remained at the corner of his mouth.
He was badly hurt!
"Seventh Master! It really is you!"
I quickly helped him out of the cabinet and pulled over a chair for him to sit on.
His injuries did look serious, but they weren't too severe, not as bad as that time he had tried to take Du Ruhai down with him.
He had nearly died that time.
Seventh Master took a while to recover before looking at me and saying weakly, "I knew you'd find your way here."
Surprised, I asked him, "I only found out you were here by casting a divination using your name. How were you so sure I'd find you?"
He smiled without answering, then sighed. "I'm old. I can't react the way I could when I was young anymore. To think I'd get blasted into this state by Thunder Magic I cast myself. Fucking ridiculous."
I suddenly remembered how Xiuzhu had run out to stop Seventh Master when he was about to cast Thunder Magic.
She had said then that it would be dangerous.
"Xiuzhu was right. Someone buried something underground."
I looked at Seventh Master. "Someone deliberately buried that thing. Someone's trying to harm us."
Seventh Master frowned. "We came here because Brother Lin asked for help. If he hadn't invited us, we wouldn't have come. I don't have any enemies here, and