Yin He witnessed this, retracting his own moves and letting Master Ling Yi charge towards the dark red smoke. Due to Master Ling Yi's entanglement, the dark smoke grew brighter and turned to a reddish brown.
"Elder Brother, run—" Master Chang Ling had realized something at that moment. This evil spell was fundamentally different from those of Qiandao Temple. It wasn't about borrowing and redirecting force; instead, it sinisterly offered oneself as a sacrifice to demons, and now it was absorbing their energy.
Master Ling Yi was shocked. He had never heard of such spells and little by little, fear filled his heart. For the first time, he realized that he had underestimated Ghoul Ravine, and even more, the boy his master had valued so greatly. No wonder his master had spent so much effort on the boy. He had never known what secret the boy held. Now he knew that perhaps his master didn't know either—that boy...
