Master Ling Yi had slowly calmed down by then. Although he lacked extensive combat experience, the potential instinct that men unleashed in the face of danger compelled Master Ling Yi to make a decisive decision—he needed to capture one. Only by observing this creature up close could he understand what steps to take next.
Master Ling Yi could be certain that this kind of creature had not appeared before. Moreover, why had those who went out alive turned into pools of black water? Where had the disciples of Qiandao Temple gone? Thus, these creatures must be related to the disciples of Ghoul Ravine, right?
A spell they had never seen before? Could it transform a person into such a creature?
Master Ling Yi had completely calmed down by now, having moved from initial panic to his current state of mind. He could at least be sure that Ghoul Ravine's spell harmed the enemy greatly but also inflicted severe damage on themselves.
