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I turned my head and saw countless black skulls covering the sky. These skulls had a ghostly light in their eyes. Clearly, it was formed from the black smoke coming from the grave. They completely obscured the already grayish sky. The entire sky was a darker shade of black than ink, and countless pairs of dark blue eyes could be seen.

"Roar!"

The countless skulls roared at me and a gale surged towards me, causing me to stagger back a few steps.

Damn it, such a strong aura, how could this be a ghost? This was clearly the demon from the Immortal World! No wonder even the old Daoist knew how to run.

I turned and ran, and when I looked again, the old man was gone. I cursed in my heart. Damn old Taoist, you actually abandoned your teammates. You're really too disloyal.

At this moment, the countless black smoke skulls above my head continued to gather and gradually formed into a skulls that covered the sky. The two balls of light in my eyes were like two huge flames that were slowly burning.

The skull let out a sudden roar and spat out a cloud of black air at me. Fortunately, I ran fast. The black aura descended behind me, and the plants that were stained by the black aura all withered and died.

This was even more awesome than concentrated sulfuric acid! I couldn't help but feel a chill run down my spine. If the black air sprayed on me, wouldn't I be left with nothing?

The giant skull in the sky was getting closer and closer to me. I desperately ran forward, faster than a rabbit that was being chased by a hungry wolf.

At this moment, the old Daoist's voice suddenly rang out from somewhere, "Quick, turn right!"

I cursed the old Daoist in my heart. Even though he was so powerful, he didn't come out to help. However, I still turned left according to the old Daoist …

"You f * cking took a right turn! Why the f * ck don't you even differentiate between the left and the right!" A sentence suddenly sounded out in the air. I can imagine the angry and speechless look the old Daoist had on his face …

I didn't know if I had misheard him or if I was in the wrong, but I just turned left.

The skull was getting closer and closer to me, and the black air coming out of his mouth was getting more and more anxious. I dodged left and right, retracting my head and kicking my legs, awkwardly dodging the incoming black gas.

"Old Daoist, what should we do now?" I realized that the situation was getting worse for me, so I called for help in a hurry.

The old Daoist's casual voice echoed in the air. "Turn around and run in the opposite direction. Otherwise, I won't be able to help you."

I was on the verge of tears, but the moment I turned around, I met the head of that huge skull. Wasn't this just courting death? The old Daoist's suggestion was simply too immoral. It felt like he was poaching his teammates to death.

I was so anxious that I was panicking and panting. My heart was already in my throat, and at this moment, I suddenly had an idea. My heart lit up. Isn't it only two people turning left when I turn back?

So I made a quick excursion, drew a perfect curve in the ground, and ran quickly to the left.

The gesture seemed very handsome, but my heart ached. With such a sudden stop drift, the Jordan I was wearing had been ruined!

The giant skull's reaction wasn't slow either. It turned around and spat out a lump of black gas at me. I suddenly accelerated and the lump of black gas fell from behind my heels.

So dangerous!

Shocked, I looked back at the bitter Jordan shoes, their white heels now black with black.

I turned left again, twisting and turning, this time in the right direction.

The old Daoist suddenly appeared on top of the grave that was two hundred meters in front of them. He held a short bronze sword in his hand and had a cold and confident expression on his face.

"Old Daoist, come and help me!" I shouted as I ran.

The old Daoist ignored me as he stood there motionlessly, coldly looking at the large skull in the sky.

Seeing that the old Daoist did not make a move, he inwardly cursed. Gritting his teeth and expending his last breath, he sped up his pace. However, I've already run for a long time. Even if I used up all my strength, I still wouldn't be able to run much faster.

I only felt the skull behind me getting closer and closer to me.

When I was about fifty meters away from the old Daoist, I heard crackling sounds coming from behind me, followed by the miserable shrieks and angry roars of the skull.

I turned around and saw a huge golden Eight Trigrams pattern on my back. It was like a huge net that trapped the black skull.

The skull struggled and roared, black air spewed out of its mouth and rained down in all directions. The place it landed on was instantly corroded, and in the blink of an eye, the mountain, which was filled with weeds and short trees, turned into a decadent wasteland.

I hastily ran to the old Daoist's side as I gasped for breath. "What sort of technique did you use to be so powerful?"

The old Daoist calmly replied, "It's nothing."

I immediately scolded him without any hesitation, "What a trifle! I almost died just now, why don't you use this method to deal with it!"

The old Daoist rolled his eyes at me, "Didn't you say you weren't brewing just now? Besides, you ran in the wrong direction yourself. What does that have to do with me?"

I smiled awkwardly. It was a bit shameful not to be able to distinguish between the left and right just now.

He looked at the large skull. Under the effect of the golden Eight Trigrams Net, the skull was like a trapped beast, gradually losing its will to struggle. Under the consumption of the golden Eight Trigrams Net, the skull became smaller and smaller, finally dispersing into strands of black gas. When the wind blew, it turned into dust.

"What do we do now?" I asked, looking up at the black smoke in the sky.

The old Daoist sheathed his copper coin sword and said, "There's no need to do anything. Just stand here."

Then I saw the gray sky begin to collapse and the ground begin to sink.

"Boom boom boom!"

The sky churned as if it had eaten the wrong thing. Layers of black clouds continued to descend, and the last ray of sunlight shone in, clearing the clouds to see the sun …

As for the graveyard, it had continuously caved in. Now, it had become a flat land covered in green grass.

"Alright, the illusion has collapsed. We're coming out." The old Daoist said calmly.

The piercing gaze made it hard for me to open my eyes. When the light faded, I opened my eyes only to see a towel hanging on the wall in front of me.

The towel was still dripping with water. Drip, drip …

We came out of the illusion. This is Lin Xin'er's bathroom.

I let out a breath of relief and felt weak all over, as if I were going to collapse in the next second. He hadn't thought that what happened in the illusion world would have such a huge impact in reality.

"Old Daoist, let's go out." I patted the old man on the shoulder, then turned and reached for the bathroom door.

But at this moment, I found that the bathroom door still couldn't be opened …

I was stunned. What was going on?

I tried to pull hard, but the bathroom door was stuck to the wall, unable to be pulled.

The old Daoist then said, "There's no need to waste any more energy. Although we're in an illusion, this ghost isn't dead."

"Ah?!" I couldn't help but cry out in alarm.

The old Daoist looked around and lightly said, "I wanted to surpass you, but now that you look so stubborn, I can only reluctantly accept you."

This sentence was clearly directed towards that ghost.

I looked around the bathroom, but apart from the dim light, there was no sign of a ghost. But this made me even more afraid.

At this moment, a eerie female voice echoed in the bathroom, "You're very good to be able to break my illusion. However, no matter how good you are, you will die here!"

However, the old Daoist seemed to be at a loss for words for what to do. He sighed and said, "Big Sis, your ability in illusions is stronger by over a hundred times, but I easily killed you. Your brain is filled with water, yet you are spouting such big words."

The ghost girl nodded. I could imagine the look on her face when she was stunned. It seems like the old Taoist was right.

The old Daoist placed his hands on his hips and said, "I'll give you two choices. One, I'll surpass you and reincarnate you. Two, I'll take you in and make you disappear like dust in the wind!"

"I choose option three and I'll kill you!" The ghost lady was so angry from embarrassment that she almost screamed out.

At this moment, the wet towel in front of me suddenly swelled up, gradually taking the form of a human face.

The old Daoist didn't panic as he silently watched the ghost lady under the towel try to pull some tricks.

But I feel like my balls are hurting. What if that damn ghost girl comes at me? My fragile little heart can no longer be frightened.

At this moment, the towel fell down, revealing a disheveled human head!

The head was suspended in the air, the skin on its face had been peeled off with a knife. There were countless knife marks on its muscles, and dirty blood that emitted a rotten stench continuously seeped out from that leatherless face.

I looked at the head and felt a surge of fear. I backed away, but the bathroom space was narrow, and before I could take a few steps back, I was leaning against the wall.

The bloody face suddenly flew towards me!

Damn, looks like she's really here for me!

"Why am I so unlucky?"

I was shocked and shouted, "Old Daoist, quickly save me!"