Chapter 323: The Tree Falls, The Monkeys Scatter

The team stayed at the Mountain Lord Temple for two days.

Although no one wanted to linger in this place haunted by an evil wraith and fraught with danger, nine had died in battle, and dozens were injured, several cultivators grievously so. It was impossible to abandon them.

The defensive array within the main hall was activated to its strongest state, but it failed to impart even a sliver of security to everyone.

Such arrays could not fend off the invasion of evil wraiths; otherwise, so many cultivators would not have been lured out of the hall to be sucked dry into mummies alive.

The morale of the team plummeted to rock bottom.

A trace of dissatisfaction arose among many toward the Overmountain Association's ferrymen.

"The Purple Mansion pays 3,000, Qi Cultivation 10,000," they had paid a hefty price, yet the journey was met with one setback after another, not to mention the loss of troops and large expenditures.

Pills, talismans, magic artifacts…