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The bright moon might have known something, but I, along with Xiao Juan and Jin Zhongyun, found Gu Chen's words somewhat confusing and a bit shocking. "Reversed corpse soul-snatching," what did that mean? I couldn't help but glance at Mu Yan's body in the distance, her head facing the ground and her feet in the air, resembling a character in a twisted position. Reflecting on Gu Chen's words, could this be what he referred to as reversed corpse soul-snatching? But what did it signify? Another thought crossed my mind: where were the powerful beings Gu Chen had just mentioned?
As I pondered these questions, the temperature around us suddenly dropped, becoming chillingly cold, causing me to instinctively shrink my neck. "It's coming. Everyone, don't speak, and don't step out of this circle," Gu Chen's expression turned serious as he whispered a warning. Just then, a whirlwind unexpectedly swept out from the cave, moving with an odd speed. What was even more unsettling was that the cave was extremely deep; it had taken us a long time to walk here from within it. How could there be wind in such a deep cave? And a whirlwind at that? I was certain this wind was not normal.
Even more bizarrely, the whirlwind stopped right next to Mu Yan's body. When it halted, I could vaguely see a dark shadow in the distance. The shadow felt familiar, causing me to furrow my brows slightly. Was it the Mysterious Ghost King? A wave of doubt filled my mind; the last time I encountered the Mysterious Ghost King, he had also appeared as a vague figure. Could this sudden whirlwind be him?
Just as I was lost in thought, something even more incredible happened. Following the appearance of that vague figure, another figure emerged and stood directly in front of it. It was him—Mingyue's Grandfather? I stared at the figure before me in disbelief. He had vanished mysteriously earlier and now reappeared just as strangely. Who exactly was he? Could he truly be the high being Gu Chen spoke of? Or perhaps he was that so-called terrifying existence?
At that moment, I began to understand something. If my suspicions were correct, then according to Gu Chen's earlier words, Mingyue's Grandfather was indeed the high being he mentioned. The reason for his earlier disappearance must have been his anticipation of this unknown and eerie presence appearing. His purpose was to let us take on an initial confrontation while he waited for both sides to engage in a life-and-death struggle before making his entrance—a classic case of the mantis stalking the cicada while the yellow bird waits behind.
However, I couldn't quite grasp how Gu Chen had deduced all this. But clearly, this was not the time for such thoughts; in an instant, all our gazes were fixed on the lone figure and shadow before us.
Mingyue's Grandfather's eyes sparkled with intensity; his gaze no longer murky but radiating sharpness. Though I couldn't discern what kind of terrifying existence lay within that mysterious shadow, even from a distance, I could still feel the immense pressure and chill emanating from them. The coldness penetrated deeply—more dangerous than what I had felt from the Mysterious Ghost King before.
Silence enveloped us; we all held our breath, our eyes wide with shock as we scrutinized that direction. Gu Chen also frowned tightly, his gaze unwavering.
At that moment, the shadow suddenly moved like an eerie gust of wind, twisting away from Mingyue's Grandfather and charging directly toward Mu Yan's body. Its speed was astonishing—so fast it left us speechless. But unexpectedly, Mingyue's Grandfather—who appeared frail and aged—suddenly vanished from sight. No, he hadn't disappeared; he moved so quickly that it seemed as if he had vanished in an instant.
Like lightning, he reappeared right in front of the shadow. A dull thud echoed through the air as the shadow collided with him like hitting a steel plate and rebounded violently away. Yet Mingyue's Grandfather was also thrown aside by the impact; even the rock wall behind them bore a massive dent from the force.
"Hmph!" A cold snort seemed to emanate from within the shadow—its voice icy and low yet unmistakably conveying anger and chilliness.
Mingyue's Grandfather wore a cold smile at the corner of his mouth as he bent slightly and slowly walked back toward where Mu Yan’s body hung—not hurriedly but with undeniable power behind his sudden burst of speed.
"Dark Night, don't waste your efforts; with me here, you cannot take her away," Mingyue's Grandfather said calmly with a smirk directed at the shadow before him.
Dark Night—that was the name of this mysterious shadow? My mind raced at this revelation while I noticed Gu Chen’s expression remained serious without any sign of change. What puzzled me further was how Mingyue’s Grandfather’s voice sounded so different now compared to moments ago; it felt sinister and devoid of warmth.
Could this truly be Mingyue’s Grandfather—the old man with white hair who had been bent over just moments ago? But soon after, another cold laugh emerged from within the shadow: "Mu Emperor, do you think you can use such methods to extract her soul from me?"
The mysterious shadow’s words tightened my brows; could it be that Mu Yan’s soul had been taken by him? Was this terrifying existence mentioned by He Si and Zhou Zhen truly him? A gust of wind and a fleeting shadow—that matched their description perfectly.
"It should have been possible originally; however..." Mingyue’s Grandfather spoke with an oddly calm tone that only heightened my unease.
Xiao Juan and I exchanged glances at Gu Chen’s serious demeanor; perhaps it was because Gu Chen had seen through his intentions that he disrupted his original plan!
"Mu Yan!" Just then, I saw another figure drifting out from the cave—her gaze vacant and giving off an ethereal chill. But undeniably, when that figure appeared, I instantly recognized her—it was none other than Mu Yan!
Mu Yan’s ghost! My sudden exclamation immediately drew both Mingyue’s Grandfather and the mysterious shadow’s attention toward me. Although I couldn’t see into the shadow’s eyes, I could feel its chilling pressure bearing down on me like ice-cold sweat trickling down my back. Even Gu Chen’s expression shifted to one of unprecedented gravity.
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