Chapter 183: Wake (3)
A wave of Yin energy far stronger than any other before swept through the funerary hall, filling it with a roiling black mist. The student’s physical body had shattered into pieces, and an illusory figure drifted out, only to vanish into the surroundings with a miserable scream.
Back in front of the television, Qin Ye’s hands trembled, and he nearly summoned his demonhead saber in that moment of excitement.
The emissary’s true body!
An emissary has been forced to shed his physical body in just under a minute!
That emissary must have sustained grievous injuries, but having shed its physical body, it was now completely invisible to the rest of the mortals around. Nobody knew exactly where it had retreated to in its desperate attempt to remain alive.
Patience…
Qin Ye sighed and forcibly calmed down his frantically beating heart.
Patience… It’s still far too early. A single burst of Yin energy isn’t sufficient to conceal the eruption of Yin energy when I transform into my emissary state. Zhou Xianlong hasn’t appeared either. I’ve got to bide my time… The best time to make my move is when all of the extraterritorial emissaries have reverted back to their true forms.
“Vanished?” The white streamers fluttered wildly in the dark funerary hall as paper money scattered everywhere. Lou Chuang stared in shock at the empty ground in front of him, and then raised his head and bellowed, “All faculty instructors - protect Mr Gu’s casket right now! We cannot afford any mistakes!”
“Yes!”
The instructors dashed past Lou Chuan’s position and swiftly made their way towards the inner sanctum. However, a loud explosion from the inner sanctum greeted them just as they arrived at its entrance. Billowing clouds of dense Yin energy poured forth from a massive crack in the ground as though Hell had opened its jaws! The Yin energy surged towards the sky, forming a wall of Yin energy that was hundred of meters wide and tens of meters high!
“It hurts…” “Let me die… please… let me die!” “Wuuuuuu… why… I don’t want to die…” The surroundings were instantly filled with the wails and moans of countless ghosts. All of the students outside immediately froze in horror.
“What the hell is this?!” “My god… What is that thing?!” “Unbelievable! What’s going on inside the funerary hall?”
The appearance of innumerable distorted faces accompanied the ghostly wails and heart-rending cries of anguish. Some wore a white robe, some wore a veil, while others donned head wrappings… The faces appeared to fade in and out of existence on the corporeal wall of Yin energy, as though it were a moat that devoured and thrived on the most intense emotions of human beings.
“Professor Tao!” “Are you alright? Hang in there! Head of Faculty Zhou should be here soon!” “We’ll be right over!”
“Don’t come any closer!!” Tao Ran’s voice called out from within the wall of Yin energy. Tao Ran was staring at the entrance to the funerary hall with a grim expression on his face.
It’s too bizarre… Everything happening today is far too bizarre!
“Стена бесконечного вздоха…… / Wall of Unbounded Whispers.” A plump lady squatted on the ground just behind the walls to the inner sanctum. Both her palms were pressing hard against the ground. The ground around her palms appeared like the surface of a lake, rippling endlessly as rings of foreign scripts swept into the surroundings. The wall of endless aggrieved souls howled and shrieked behind her, sequestering the inner sanctum from the rest of the world.
A dark fingerbone drifted eerily between her brows. This was by no means a human fingerbone. It was covered in barbs. And she wasn’t the only one who had whipped out a peculiar Yin artifact. In fact, all eleven extraterritorial emissaries around presented themselves with a peculiar Yin artifact drifting right beside them.
There was a crimson crystal skull, a fractured scepter, a broken crown dripping with blood… Every single artifact bore the thick stench of a foreign aura, and the agglomerated Yin energy was so terrifyingly thick that anyone who breathed in the tainted air would feel their lungs grow cold with just a single breath.
“Yin artifacts… What powerful Yin artifacts… and each one of them is at the level of a peak Anitya Hellguard… By their powers combined…
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