99: Chapter 99 Everyone Awakens

A chill ran through his heart; wasn't this the very sword the Ghost Demon had been wielding just moments ago?

The light, airy feel of it was vastly different from its appearance, seeming completely incongruous.

Curious, he couldn't resist trying to channel a bit of spiritual energy into it, and the sword blade suddenly lit up with five brilliant colors.

The feedback from channeling spiritual energy into the sword was several times faster than when he had channeled it into the mining hoe.

When channeling spiritual energy into the mining hoe, it was like slowly pouring water into a jar; although there was a reaction, the process was somewhat sluggish.

But this time, channeling it into the black sword was as quick and smooth as lighting a fuse.

He decided to try and see if he could drive this sword using "Thought Moves Heaven and Earth".

He held his breath, focused his mind, and transmitted his mental power onto the black sword.

However, the black sword only trembled slightly, struggling weakly.

From this reaction, it was easy to see that with the current first level of "Thought Moves Heaven and Earth", he still couldn't control the black sword.

But his intuition told him that this sword was definitely not an ordinary item.

After stroking it for a moment, he put the black sword into his Storage Pouch.

Afterward, he put the Moyuan Stone into his Storage Pouch as well.

His gaze turned once again to the three people lying scattered about.

He saw that they were still like statues, with no sign of waking up.

He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "When are they going to wake up?"

And once they woke up, how was he supposed to explain this whole mess to them?

Thinking it over, he felt it was difficult to explain.

Finally, he slapped his forehead and simply decided to find a spot to lie down and pretend to be asleep; that would save a lot of trouble!

He spotted a spot a little further away from them, walked over slowly, and lay down gradually.

Time passed quietly and slowly.

Yun Song faintly heard a rustling sound.

After a good while.

"Snap."

"Snap."

Two crisp sounds rang out in the silent hall.

Senior Brother Gu Licheng jumped up from the ground abruptly.

"Who—who hit me?"

"Who... who... hit me?" Yu Yang spat out a few words weakly, touching his somewhat burning face.

His head was so heavy from sleepiness that he could barely lift it; he waved his hand weakly and said vaguely, "Senior Sister, I'm so sleepy..."

Senior Brother Gu Licheng reacted extremely quickly, his eyes landing sharply like a hawk on the sword not far away.

He lunged forward, quickly gripping the sword tightly in his hand; the sword blade reflected his cold and vigilant face.

At the same time, Yu Yang seemed to have been struck by a bolt of lightning; he shuddered, fighting against his sleepiness.

"Yeah... we—we're still alive."

All color drained from his face, and he stammered.

"Ghost... Ghost Demon... Senior Sister, where is the Ghost Demon?"

Su Qinghan shook her head slightly and responded with a grave expression, "I don't know either."

Footsteps approached Yun Song's ears.

To better fool them, he hurriedly activated his Turtle Breathing Technique.

Suddenly, a fragrant scent wafted over, and a smooth, soft hand rested gently beneath his nose.

Afterward, like a nimble little snake, it slid onto his wrist.

Su Qinghan's voice was full of doubt.

"Strange, why is his heartbeat so weak?"

"Huh! How can there be a heartbeat but no breathing?"

"Slap."

A crisp sound.

Yun Song only felt a stinging pain on his face.

Well, he hadn't been able to dodge this sudden slap after all.

He was jolted awake by the slap, sitting up abruptly, and rubbed his eyes with his right hand.

His left hand touched the side of his face that had been hit, his head looking around like a headless fly.

He muttered, "Senior... Senior Sister, you hit quite hard!"

"Sigh! There really was no other way."

"You were all caught in the Ghost Demon's illusion formation, trapped deep within it; if I didn't use some force, it would be hard to wake you up."

After speaking, she lightly shook her slightly reddened palm.

Senior Brother Gu Licheng, with a grave expression, was the first to ask, "Senior Sister, you were the first to wake up; did you see the Ghost Demon?"

By now, Yu Yang was so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting each other, his head feeling as heavy as a thousand pounds, constantly drooping downward.

Yet he forced himself to stay awake, his eyes wide, his face full of tension and curiosity.

He looked as if he were struggling against the surging sleepiness, afraid of missing anything important.

Meanwhile, Yun Song knew in his heart that the Ghost Demon had been dealt with.

But in order not to expose himself, he still pretended to be completely ignorant, looking at Su Qinghan with just the right amount of confusion on his face.

Su Qinghan shook her head slightly, her delicate eyebrows knitting together tightly, like two locked crescents.

She looked helpless and sighed softly, "When I woke up, I didn't even see a shadow of the Ghost Demon."

After speaking, her gaze drifted to a spot not far away, landing on that pile of black ash that still retained a trace of eerie aura.

She pondered for a good while before speaking slowly, "Perhaps... it has already turned to ash."

Her voice carried a trace of obvious uncertainty, yet it was as if she were searching for a plausible explanation for herself.

Having said that, she turned and walked around, her movements light yet cautious.

She bent down and pulled up the Formation Flags that had been inserted into the ground one by one.

Each time she pulled up a Formation Flag, she would examine it carefully, as if checking to see if the runes on it were damaged.

After all the Formation Flags were pulled up, she methodically put them into her Storage Pouch.

Afterward, she looked around again, her cold and aloof face still wearing a faint look of contemplation.

At this moment, Yu Yang's sleepiness was overwhelming, his legs were weak, and he was tottering.

He yawned and said vaguely, "Senior Sister, I'm so sleepy; aren't... aren't you sleepy?"

"Let's go quickly, let's go back to... sleep."

Su Qinghan took a small, exquisite porcelain bottle from her Storage Pouch.

She gently unplugged the stopper, and four Medicinal Pills emitting a faint glow rolled out.

Then, she handed the Medicinal Pills to Senior Brother Gu Licheng, Yun Song, and Yu Yang respectively.

Senior Brother Gu Licheng and Yun Song saw this and reached out to take them naturally.

Although Yun Song had not lost any vital essence, considering the current situation, he still accepted the Medicinal Pill calmly.

Su Qinghan said nothing, but reached into her Storage Pouch again and took out an exquisite bronze mirror.

She held the bronze mirror out in front of Yu Yang.

Yu Yang, eyes half-open and gaze unfocused, took the mirror with a bewildered expression.

When he saw himself in the mirror, his eyes widened instantly, as if he had seen a ghost.

He almost threw the mirror away directly.

He shouted in disbelief, "Who is this? This person can't be me!"

"My—my goodness, my eyes... my face!"

As he spoke, he subconsciously reached out to touch his face, his movements flustered and eager.

As if to confirm whether this haggard face really belonged to him.

Immediately, as if he had suddenly realized something, he hurriedly threw the Medicinal Pill into his mouth.