"Hm?"
Even Lin Hao, inside the tent, had not expected things to be worse this time than they had been in Yellow Sand Town.
There seemed to be more of whatever lurked in the night, and it had grown denser.
The discomfort in his spiritual perception intensified.
Lin Hao also keenly noticed a problem.
If he let this thing keep clinging to him, it would probably keep absorbing power scattered elsewhere, gathering more and more.
"It even has a trait like that? Then I can't put this off any longer-"
Originally, Lin Hao had agreed wholeheartedly with the experience Huang Wen and the others had gathered.
When dealing with supernatural anomalies that followed rules, use the established methods already worked out. Do not make arbitrary changes.
But once he realized this thing had truly set its sights on him, and that the second encounter was worse than the first, Lin Hao knew he could not leave it unchecked.
Meanwhile, inside the tent, Yang Zheng and Old Guo the Fourth felt the tent being squeezed out of shape and the slick tentacles rubbing against it outside.
Even with an oil lamp inside, their hands and feet felt ice-cold.
They kept muttering, "How could this happen-"
"Don't panic. I've got something good."
Having made up his mind, Lin Hao did not hesitate.
He pulled out a high-powered security flashlight and immediately turned it to its highest setting.
In an instant, the inside of the tent became as bright as day.
The light was even somewhat blinding.
Even though Lin Hao was preparing to fight, he still intended to employ every rule that countered the anomaly.
Confidence in his strength was one thing, but he still needed to play it safe where appropriate.
The instant the two men closed their eyes against the