In the 316th year of Chengxia, Grain Rain had just passed and it was early summer, but there was no sign of life in the world.
"Brother, what's the situation outside?" The light of the ore flickered dimly, Meng Xiaotang turned around and asked worriedly.
"Hush," Sun Yinian whispered, "Be quiet, another team is coming."
A group of people sat in the cave, holding their breath, waiting fearfully for a group of flying ghost beasts to fly over. They waved their deformed black wings, dyeing the sky a slippery red-black color like mud and rotten meat.
The barrier at the entrance of the cave emitted a faint, flickering light, perfectly blocking the breath inside and preventing the ghost beast from discovering any clues.
"Huh... It's over," Zhen Yue breathed a sigh of relief, "They've been coming more and more frequently these days..."
He said this in a low voice, and immediately there was silence in the low and narrow cave.
Three months ago, Liu Fuguang used the Sun Pearl to kill a Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator in the mausoleum, and also made a ghost beast general commit suicide, finally saving the lives of four people, but he fell into a coma and never woke up again. According to his previous instructions, the four people first placed him in a magic weapon that could accommodate a person, and fought desperately to get out of the crumbling mausoleum.
Unfortunately, good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never comes alone. The group was seriously injured and had to send a message to the master first, and then find a safe place to rest. Unexpectedly, before the person sent by the master arrived, all the worlds trembled, and only a shrill and terrifying wail remained between heaven and earth.
—Dragon Patrol Day, the ghost dragon awakens!
When Meng Xiaotang recalled what happened afterwards, it seemed like a lifetime ago.
The ghost dragon carried the dark sun on its back, turning the sky into a swollen and rotten paradise. Countless clouds mixed with dirty blood, piled up in a lubricated mass, like a huge red eye, pressing heavily from the sky to the ground. Wrapped in the blood clouds, a vast army of ghost beasts was born from those countless red eyes, instantly flooding the world.
Faced with such a critical situation, they had no choice but to flee in panic. The four of them, with an unconscious Liu Fuguang, somehow stood out like a fire in the dark night, attracting the ghost beasts like moths to the flames. Even though they were all wearing robes that concealed their bodies, the ghost beasts didn't even see them, and they still rushed towards them as if destined and pulled by some unknown force.
If it was just an ordinary ghost beast, it would be fine. The lower-level ghost beasts were speechless, blind, and heartless, and their intelligence was low, just like a blank sheet of paper, and it was easy to deceive them. But if a mid-level or high-level ghost beast was attracted, it would be a different matter.
The middle-level ones, such as the ghost beast generals, and the high-level ones, such as the ghost dragon, ghost dragon, and flying Kun, were all accompanied by the evil cultivators who helped the tyrants to do evil, just like the ghosts who looked for people to feed the tigers, rushing to give advice. Sun Yinian and his group were just rookies who were at most half a step away from forming a pill. How could they resist those experienced and vicious evil ways? Therefore, they hid from place to place, avoiding dangers and hardships.
The most dangerous time was when they collided head-on with a ghost Kui. Whenever Kuilong came out, there would be wind and rain, and the same was true for the ghost Kui. The four of them were unable to dodge and were drenched in the greasy rain. The ghost Kui immediately discovered their tracks and roared like thunder, calling two nearby companions.