"Luo Yuan, I know it's you!"
Seeing that none of the dozen or so zombies paid any attention to him and just sat there with numb expressions, Ye Fei said with certainty: "Except for you, I can't think of anyone else in our Black Valley and your Sword Tower who has such power and means!"
"If there really is such a Luo Yuan, it should be him!" Fang Boxuan also said.
"Sword Tower, outer disciple, Luo Yuan..."
Lu Lingchan's face was icy cold. A strange buzzing sound came from the bamboo flute. She said in a competitive tone, "I also want to see what is so special about people who have more spiritual awareness than me!"
The others also stared down, their eyes scanning the faces of the living dead, trying to find the murderer.
At this time.
Pang Jian rubbed his temples and shook his head secretly, feeling as if he had suffered an unexpected disaster.
"The murderer is hiding among the living dead..."
As his mind moved, wisps of golden consciousness floated out of his sea of consciousness and merged into his pupils.
With his pair of golden eyes, he carefully examined each of the living dead, looking at their facial expressions and the condition of their bodies, trying to find the murderer that Zhuang Yuyan mentioned.
But after looking around, he didn't find anything wrong.
There were a total of sixteen people who were completely disheartened. It was as if they couldn't hear their conversation. There was almost no difference in their facial expressions, eyes, breathing, and movements.
The sight of Pang Jian's golden eyes could not penetrate into the other party's sea of consciousness, and could not see their thoughts and consciousness.
"This person is scary, everyone must be careful."
Qi Qingsong summoned the Blue Dream Sword, considering whether he should use the Dream Sword that he had recently comprehended to create a beautiful dream and check out the mental states of those people.
Sudden.
"I'll go find him!"
Dong Tianze flew down and immediately summoned the ghost chant, saying in a cold voice: "The Yinling Temple magic formula I practiced has a secret technique that can see into people's hearts and spy on the other party's thoughts and consciousness. Under normal circumstances, the other party must be completely controlled by me before I can use the ghost chant to cast a spell."
"Their current state is more suitable for me to use this secret technique. Next, I will try them one by one. As long as someone resists, he is the perpetrator."
"For those who don't resist, I can see their true thoughts and know whether they are really dead in their hearts."
Everyone's eyes lit up.
One after another, figures fell from the stands to the deck and scattered around Dong Tianze.
"Dong boy, after you use that secret technique, will it shatter their sea of consciousness?"
Qi Qingsong asked seriously.
Among the sixteen people, nine were disciples of the Sword Tower. He was afraid that after Dong Tianze was done, all of those people would be annihilated.
As the leader of the Sword Tower on this trip, he has the responsibility to protect the survivors and maintain their lives.
Dong Tianze shook his head: "No."
"Well, just cast the spell and we will support you!" Qi Qingsong was relieved. He became sharp and his eyes were fierce. "I also want to see if the man named Luo Yuan is hiding among the living dead."
Zhuang Yuyan also said, "Let's do it. This guy is really scary. It will be better for everyone if we catch him as soon as possible."
"Pang Jian, do you think there are really people involved?"
Zhou Qingchen felt a little scared. After he landed, he stood next to Pang Jian and couldn't help but say, "Who is so vicious and cruel, and can pretend to be a living dead so realistically? What on earth does this person want to do?"
"He wants to survive alone, take everyone's spiritual jade for himself, and delay his own death as much as possible." Pang Jian said while secretly alert: "If this person really exists, he will definitely find ways to kill us all."
Before, he wasn't too worried, thinking it didn't matter whether he found it or not.
But after Zhuang Yuyan's analysis, she said that this person might be hiding among the living dead and pretending to be a living dead. Pang Jian also felt a little creepy.
If such a person were to mingle among the living dead, he would surely be extremely terrifying!
If we don't get rid of him first, no one knows what else he can do.
“You’re the first.”
Dong Tianze used ghost chanting and pointed at a person's eyebrows from a distance.
He was an outer sect disciple of the Sword Tower who was dressed in blue, had a hunched back and was quite old.
A magic sword as long as an arm was placed between his crossed legs. The sword blade was shining, as if spring water was flowing through it.
He closed his eyes tightly, there were spiritual jades in both palms, and his body was wrapped in a water-blue halo.
"Soling!"
Dong Tianze drank coldly.
Suddenly, a sharp scream came from the hole in the ghost chant, and wisps of blue-gray soul shadows flew out, easily passing through the spiritual power light curtain cast by this person, and landed on his ears, eyes and forehead.
When everyone squinted their eyes and looked carefully, they could see wisps of blue-gray soul shadows, as if they were sticking close to the person's skin and listening to something.
This process lasted for several breaths.
While casting a spell, Dong Tianze broke out in cold sweat on his face. His breathing became heavy and horror appeared in his eyes.
After a moment, he hurriedly took back those soul shadows, looking a little embarrassed.
"Not him."
Dong Tianze shook his head palely.
"What do you feel?"
Pang Jian wondered.
“Dead silence.”
Dong Tianze took a breath, his face looked very bad, and he said in a deep voice: "This person's consciousness is in a stagnant state, without a single ripple. When I tried to feel his thoughts, I realized his despair. I actually began to be influenced by him!"
"I… "
Dong Tianze's mind was deeply shocked, and he spoke in a difficult tone: "Gradually, my willpower was destroyed. I wanted to give up hope like him, and sit there waiting for the moment of death to come!"
"If I hadn't come to my senses in time, I might have become like him."
As he said this, Dong Tianze took out a tranquilizing pill, swallowed it, and began to adjust his mood.
"Like him?"
Everyone's face changed color, and they became more and more uneasy about Dong Tianze's personal experience.
"Let me take a break first."
Dong Tianze closed his eyes and regulated his breathing, as if he was walking out of a terrible nightmare.
After a long time, he finally returned to normal and cast a spell on the next person.
Another wisp of soul shadow flew out from the hole of the ghost chant, passed through the shield of the Black Valley disciple, and stuck to the man's forehead, eyes and ears.
It was like a little ghost, listening closely to this person's thoughts and sensing his thoughts and consciousness.
Just a moment.
More cold sweat broke out on Dong Tianze's forehead. His eyes showed struggle and his face was pale, as if he had lost more of his energy.
“This one isn’t either!”
Dong Tianze gritted his teeth and growled.
When he was about to take back the soul shadow, he found that the soul shadow was infected by the deadly aura in the other party's mind, and the spirituality had disappeared completely.
"This time, I'm going to take a long time!"
Under everyone's expectant gaze, Dong Tianze kept gasping for breath, as if he had suffered a spiritual trauma.
Pang Jian asked in a low voice: "Are you okay?"
Dong Tianze opened his eyes, looked at Pang Jian, shook his head and said, "It's okay, I'm just... too tired."
After a pause, he continued, "If they don't cast the spiritual energy barrier, they will be fine. It seems that there is a power that can penetrate the barrier and infect their souls when they lose hope."
"Their state of the living dead is not a natural evolution. I think there is external intervention."
Everyone was shocked.
The sword boat might stay stuck in the fog for a very long time.
Those who have not turned into the living dead and can still speak and communicate normally may gradually lose hope as time goes by.
Once the fire of hope in one's heart is extinguished, unknown strange forces will penetrate the barrier and erode one's heart and soul.
In that case, the shadow of death will cover everyone at some point.
Even she did not have the confidence that she would still firmly believe in herself and feel that she would be saved after several years or decades.
"Um."
Dong Tianze nodded.
As he spoke, he took out a nourishing pill to repair his mental strength and spirit.
Just a glimpse into the thoughts of two people was enough to overwhelm him. He was about to give up hope like the other party.
Once this thought was imprinted on him, he felt that he would become a living dead.
At this time, Pang Jian suddenly looked at a disciple from the Black Valley among the living dead and asked, "What's her name and what realm is she in?"
"Xu Jie, an outer sect disciple, has reached the late stage of the Profound Cavern Realm."
The one who answered was Lu Lianchen, who was also an outer disciple of Black Valley.
He approached the Black Valley woman who looked the oldest, whose hands were covered with chicken skin and whose face was wrinkled, and said, "She is over a hundred years old. She is the oldest among us and has the worst talent for cultivation."
Among the major sects in the second realm, those who are over a hundred years old and have poor cultivation talent are rare.
"What's wrong with her?"
Lu Lingchan was also approaching, secretly observing Xu Jie, her pretty face full of confusion.
She knew nothing about Xu Jie, and she didn't even look at this female disciple from Black Valley until Pang Jian asked her.
She is a high-ranking direct disciple, while Xu Jie is the outer disciple with the worst talent. There is a natural gap between their identities.
"Did you find anything?"
Zhuang Yuyan also asked softly.
She had a calm temperament and quietly approached Pang Jian, looking at his face with eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.
"This junior fellow is quite... handsome, much more manly than the slick and sloppy Qi Qingsong."
A faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she showed some interest in Pang Jian, who had angular facial lines and seemed a little cold and unapproachable.
"Pang Jian, what's going on?"
"Is it her?"
Qi Qingsong and Fang Boxuan asked questions immediately.
Zhao Yuanqi hesitated for a moment, took off the big red gourd on her back, and made preparations in advance.
"Zhou Qingchen, my gourd can suck you in. If the situation gets bad, remember not to resist me when I point the gourd mouth at you." She transmitted the message using Hongshan's secret technique.
Zhou Qingchen was stunned and looked at her strangely.
With more than a dozen people on high alert, what problem could there be in dealing with a secret villain
What's more, they also have Zhuang Yuyan who is in the state of concentration!
Zhou Qingchen felt that she was being too cautious and making a big deal out of nothing.
Pang Jian did not answer everyone's questions, but said to Dong Tianze solemnly: "Next, you will explore her thoughts and consciousness."
"good."
Dong Tianze agreed first.
Then he added: "Actually, I don't think it's necessary to go through the trouble of exploring further."
"Those people can't come back. In my opinion, they are dead. I suggest killing them immediately!"
"Pang Jian, since you suspect she has a problem, I will kill her for you first."
The ruthless Dong Tianze, seeing that Pang Jian was suspicious, grabbed Guiyin and was about to attack him.
—He doesn’t care whether the other party is the hidden villain or not.
Qi Qingsong's face changed: "No!"
Lu Lingchan also hurriedly said: "She has a heartbeat, she knows to use the shield to resist, and she is still absorbing the power in the spirit jade. She is clearly alive, how can we just kill her like this?"
"Pang Jian, why do you suspect her? If there is no solid evidence, you should let Dong Tianze take another look at her sea of consciousness!"
"You can't just kill people!"
No matter how poor Xu Jie's talent for cultivation is, she is still a member of the Black Valley. As the leader of the Black Valley on this trip, Lu Lingchan feels that it is his responsibility to protect the disciples who are still alive.
Dong Tianze said coldly: "The living dead can't come back. Their self-spiritual consciousness has been worn away."
Pang Jian asked: "You mean, they have lost their self-awareness?"
"Um."
"Then I understand."
Pang Jian nodded.
The next moment.
The Jingzhi Gun rushed out without any warning and stabbed directly at Xu Jie, who looked old and was over a hundred years old!
A dazzling light flashed from the tip of the gun!
The power of fire, the power of extreme cold, and the power of the sun, stars, and moon were forcibly mixed at the tip of the gun. Just as it touched Xu Jie, a conflict suddenly broke out and it exploded violently.
Brilliant balls of spear light, presented in the form of chaotic sword techniques, instantly crushed the light curtain cast by Xu Jie.
"Bang!"
When the light curtain exploded, Xu Jie, who was sitting there, suddenly disappeared.
On the third-level stands of Jianzhou, as if the stars had moved, the disappeared Xu Jie suddenly appeared here!
Her long nails, like sharp blades shining with cold light, scratched and tore at her cheeks and body, cutting her skin open.
Then, an extremely thin figure emerged from Xu Jie's body.
This person has been hiding himself in Xu Jie's skin, and is finally willing to reveal his true identity now.
“Crack!”
His joints made crisp sounds, his body suddenly swelled, and his appearance changed subtly.
After a while, a young man with a sallow complexion appeared in front of everyone.
"Luo Yuan!"
Heigu Ye Fei suddenly screamed, with an expression that said "I knew it would happen" on his face.
Ye Fei pointed at the man and shouted, "He is the outer disciple of the Sword Tower I mentioned! He has appeared in the Cloud Thunder Forbidden Land. He is Luo Yuan!"
Pang Jian's head buzzed and his consciousness became a little fuzzy. He couldn't figure out the situation.
The person who suddenly appeared was exactly the same as the one he transformed into in the Yunlei Forbidden Land!
"this… "
Dong Tianze was also dumbfounded.
Isn’t this Sword Tower disciple who stepped out of Heigu Xu Jie’s body, with blood all over his body, the other Pang Jian who made a deal with him over the Ghost Altar
Before his true identity was revealed, Pang Jian traded with him time and time again in the image of a sallow young man.
If he is Luo Yuan, then who is Pang Jian
Dong Tianze's extremely strange eyes wandered over the man in the stands on the third floor and Pang Jian's face. He really wanted to ask Pang Jian what was going on.
But he managed to hold it back.
"Yes, I am Luo Yuan."
The man calmly admitted his identity.
…
(End of this chapter)