Due to the intense fight just now, Ye Sen stayed in the living room to keep watch. She, Mu Yijie, and Ye Lin went straight to the basement.
The basement was designed in the style of a prison. However, the difference was that purple lightning flashed on the prison bars, and all kinds of spiritual beasts, big and small, were locked inside.
Yong Shanling looked at the woman in front of her and gave an order, "Let them go."
Yan Ling sneered and didn't answer her.
"I said let them go."
"It's impossible."
"You should have seen what happened just now. Are you sure you still want to continue?"
Remembering the near - death situation just now, Yan Ling couldn't help shivering. "Okay, I got it."
After walking for a while, she felt something was wrong. The corridor seemed unchanged, but they just couldn't reach the end. She tightened her grip on Mu Yijie's hand.
Mu Yijie squeezed her hand. "Something's off."
She nodded. When she looked back, she found that Ye Lin had disappeared.
She let go of his hand, looked around, and eyed the woman still walking ahead. A look of suspicion flashed across her face.
"Why haven't we arrived yet after so long! Where's Ye Lin!"
But Yan Ling still walked forward with her head down and didn't answer.
Just as she was about to step forward, Mu Yijie stopped her. "Be careful. The temperature around us is dropping continuously. That woman is strange."
Suddenly, Yan Ling stopped walking and stood still in front of a door. She stiffly turned her head around. Strangely enough, her head turned but her body didn't move. At this moment, her eyes had no pupils, only a dead - white color.
Foam dripped from the corner of her mouth, and her voice was as unpleasant as glass scraping against a board, making one's hair stand on end.
"Why... don't you go?"
Mu Yijie took her hand and walked towards the woman without saying a word. Hearing the footsteps, Yan Ling turned her head back, making the whole scene seem less terrifying.
Yong Shanling whispered, "It's puppet art. It must be that man just now. He can play tricks right in front of us without a sound. I don't think anyone else could do it."
As she spoke, annoyance appeared on her face. "I don't know where Ye Lin is. What if we can't find him? How can I explain it to Ye Sen?"
"Thud." Before she could come to her senses, the woman in front of her suddenly fell. A cold wind blew by, and a few coughing sounds came from the quiet surroundings, from the room ahead.
She and Mu Yijie glanced at each other, then carefully stepped around Yan Ling and opened the door in front of them. Inside, Cruz was sitting in the middle of the dungeon, covered in blood. His clothes and pants were stripped off and thrown aside.
However, there was a pool around him, and there were several large blue sharks in it. They were ferocious and agile, and their huge jaws were enough to make people scared.
"Cruz! Cruz!" She called his name, hoping he would wake up first.
"Cough, cough."
Hearing the familiar voice in his ear, Cruz opened his eyes with some difficulty. As soon as he moved, the wounds on his body throbbed, almost making him pass out again.
Looking at the two blurry figures in front of him, though blurry, they were very familiar. His hoarse voice sounded different from his previous one. He wanted to say something, but he had no strength in his body.
Gasping painfully, he said, "Is... is it Shanling?"
"Looks like he's still alive. Not bad," Mu Yijie said, relieved to see the man in front still able to speak.
Suddenly, Yong Shanling felt a strange sensation on her back. The woman who had been lying on the ground suddenly rushed towards them. She quickly pulled Mu Yijie's hand and dodged to the side.
The woman didn't seem to notice their movement. She lost her balance and fell into the pool. Immediately, the sharks rushed over as if they had smelled delicious food.
The sharks tore at her, but Yan Ling showed no expression, as if she couldn't feel the pain, with a numb look on her face...
A pair of hands suddenly covered her eyes. She knew it was Mu Yijie's way of comforting her. She turned around and hugged him tightly. His low voice was filled with grief.
"Is it over...?"
"Yeah."
Mu Yijie removed his hands. Even though she tried not to look at the pool, the shocking red in the pool and the stench of blood in the air made her feel nauseous.
"How can we get over there to save him?"
Mu Yijie tried to distract her, making her not focus on the disgusting things in the pool.
Yong Shanling knelt on the ground and touched the cold cement floor with her hands.
"Open the barrier!"
After her voice fell, there was no change around. She frowned, clearly not expecting such an accident.
After trying two or three times, it still didn't work. This made her a bit discouraged. "It seems that spiritual power is blocked here. Without spiritual power, we can't cross this pool in front of us."
"Little one, you're so useless," a childish voice came into her ear.
"Who!" She immediately became vigilant.
"What's wrong, Ling'er?" Mu Yijie was a bit confused seeing her suddenly start talking.
"Uncle Shu, didn't you hear someone talking?"
Mu Yijie calmed down, looked around, and finally shook his head. "There's no sound. What did you hear, Ling'er?"
"Who? We're the ones who just saved your life," said a different voice this time.
This time it was a mature yet slightly flirtatious tone. Then the childish voice came out again.
"Sister, you told her so quickly. It's no fun."
Yong Shanling didn't care about their words. She kept a straight face. "Who are you exactly... Or are you the ultimate spiritual beasts?"
Mu Yijie watched her talking to the air and knew something was going on, so he didn't interrupt.
"Otherwise, little one," said the voice.
A blue light flashed, and two graceful women appeared in front of them.
Their bodies gently turned, and their long dresses spread out. Every gesture was full of charm. Their skin was as smooth as warm jade, and their hair fluttered gently in the wind, adding a bit of charm, playfulness, and naughtiness.
The tall woman was wearing a dark purple dress. The low - cut neckline revealed her plump chest. Her skin was as clean as snow. Her black hair was pulled up into a high beauty's bun, and her red lips were slightly upturned.
Even Yong Shanling was a bit stunned. Such a pair of beautiful women were really rare.
"I'm Qing Yuan, and my sister is Qing Sui," said the purple - dressed woman. Somehow, she conjured up a chair and gently waved her fan, looking very lazy.
Seeing her sister like this, Qing Yuan couldn't help but say, "Sister, why are you always like this?"
Yong Shanling came to her senses. Seeing that Uncle Shu showed no hint of admiration in his eyes, she felt a bit of admiration for him. Even she couldn't resist the beauty in front of her, but Uncle Shu was really determined.