Chapter 377
Chapter 377 years and
Michael smiled as he explained, "Ms. Locke, please don't take our attitude as strange. The world of mystic arts has faced numerous incidents in recent year has been stregling immensely. We're genuinely concerned that someone might use the name of cultivators to
disrupt our reputation"
Michael was the youngest among this group of cultivators, aside from Madison.
In his 30s, he wore a simple blue cotton and linen robe,
"I wonder which action you belong to, Ms. Locke, and who's your master?"
This question made the other cultivators at the back perkup their ears.
Madison replied, "I have no faction and no master."
Michael responded, "It's understandable if you prefer not to elaborate "
Madison was speechless. She truly had none of them.
"Here we are!"
A surprised exclamation came from the front.
Though it was an exclamation, the voice was quite soft yet carried a sense of fear,
The gentle stream occasionally cashed against the stones, splashing waves. The bright moon in the sky turned into scattered reflections on the water's surface, creating a starry shimmer in the stream. edge, lookding across to the other side.
Madison and the others arrived at the stream's edge. looks
The area was shrouded in dense negative mergy, and even with the powerful beams of their flashlights, they couldn't see anything on the opposite bank
Connecting the stream to the opposite bank was an anment white stone arch bridge.
The cultivators narrowed their eyes at the thick negative energy on the other side, each wearing a grave expression
However, Madison looked up at the sky.
Michael followed her gaze and astud, "What are you looking at, Ms. Lucke?"
"we'm so close to the opposite bank, yet we still can't see any negative energy!
Michael nodded. "That's indeed strange. With such dense negative energy, it should've dispersed long ago.
Liam also forowed his brows. "There's only one possibility.
"There's a wil
Liam and Madison exchanged a glance, and their moods grew heavy
It wasn't just Madison and her group who had figured it out; Envin and the others had come to the same conclusion about the veil.
After hearing what Erwin and the others had said, Legan looked puzzled. "A sell? Is it like the ones seen on TV? Can't we just break it?"
He felt the contempt hidden in the eyes of several cultivators after saying this.
Logan semained silent
Erwin patiently explained, "Currently, the spiritual energy in the Mythic Lands is waning. For nearly 200 years, the cultivators have lost the ability to set up independently. Moreover, this is a powerful veil Erwin looked toward the opposite bank. "It's lakely a well from a thousand years ago, or beings."
Logan was stunned.
or possibly an ancient vell, Such a well typically traps more than just ordinary
Erwincontinued, "During the Autumn Wars, when the nations of Tamis and Norvath were at war, Alexander slaughtered 450 thousand Norvar troops at Montvale. "There are records in the world of mystic arts that these 450 thousand resentful spirits stirred up local life, causing the people to sutter and all living things to perish. At that time, the ancestors of the world of mystic arts used a binding vell to suppress these vengeful spirits at Montvale.
"Moreover, every hundred years, they would send cultivators to expetite these vengeful spirits. It wasn't until a thousand years ago that the Montvale were completely esorcised." Logan finally understood the reason behind their serious expressions,
"How does this well compare to that binding vell?"
the vengeful spirits of
Erwinerplied, "According to records, the binding vell needs to be reinforced every hundred years, otherwise, negative energy will leak out. And there are no records of this I Logan was dumbfounded
In other words, this vellynovelbin
was even more powerful on the binding well years ago and didn't require additional reinforcement.
What was trapped on the other side of the stream?
was stronger than 450 thousand vengeful spirits?