59 The Vitality Point

It was the middle of the night and the dried river bed, the ancient burial ground, the evil spirits, and the broken temple in the distance had created a terrifying atmosphere which was suddenly broken by the sudden clattering of the stools. The atmosphere had turned downright odd at this point.

The stools’ appearance was like someone throwing a lead ball into a fish tank. The rapidly flowing evil spirits under the ground which had been hunting its human prey were scattered like a startled school of fish. The spirits dispersed with a loud crash and left Wen Leyang’s group of people alone for the time being. The brothers Buzhuo and Buzuo had struggled as they fell back to the ground and were now slightly confused as they stood up.