Free Web NovelChapter 1043: Chapter 377: Wrong Prompt, the Third One (5k)_3
"Not afraid!"
"It’s good not to be afraid. Remember, don’t be afraid, and also remember me, who I am."
"You are Grandpa."
As the child shouted this, the solemn and heavy aura around Old Master Wang began to rapidly diminish.
"Ah, that’s right." Old Master Wang rubbed the child’s hair and answered heavily.
Meanwhile, far away, Wang Jianjun, lying in the crevice, couldn’t hold back anymore as he listened to Old Master Wang’s words, tears and snot streaming down uncontrollably.
The knot in his heart that had been blocking him for many days suddenly melted away, spreading out with his tears and snot.
He understood and comprehended.
This time, he was being used; someone used him to open the passageway here.
He also understood his grandfather’s meaning, past matters, true or false, illusory or real, were no longer important.
The events have already occurred, at this point, obsessing over matters from decades ago is nothing more than a heart knot, a weakness that can be exploited by others, and entirely meaningless.
He knew his grandfather deliberately staged this to tell him that back then he didn’t call out intentionally, it was his grandfather who made him do it.
"You all hurry up and leave, this place is about to be sealed again.
I don’t know how you got in, but don’t come back after this.
Time will smooth everything over here.
Leave quickly."
The old man urged Wen Yan to leave quickly, and behind him, the crack on the stone wall vibrated and slowly began to close, the fragmented parts also started to heal.
Wen Yan actually had a lot he wanted to ask, but it was clearly not appropriate now.
He walked towards Fifteenth Wang, who was leaning against the wall, intending to take him out as well; this guy was definitely aware of something since he was cooperating with the Mountain Ghost.
But Wen Yan hadn’t reached him yet, when Fifteenth Wang, covered in fresh blood and with a collapsed nose, let out a bizarre laugh.
"Want to catch me? In your next life."
As he said this, he suddenly turned around, mustered all his strength, and slammed his head into the stone wall.
No one knew how much strength he used, but even the hardest human skull was dented a little.
He died instantly.
After falling to the ground, he lay there with a faint sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Obviously an ordinary person, yet far more ruthless than many of the different races Wen Yan had seen.
Wen Yan coldly glanced at Fifteenth Wang’s corpse, silently putting on the Nemesis of Ghosts and Gods.
Then, with the Explosive Great Sun Blessing, he used the soul summoning that came with the Nemesis of Ghosts and Gods.
An altar appeared at Wen Yan’s feet, the banner flag fluttered in the wind, a touch of gold light emerged and directly rushed into the mountain.
In just a second, the avenue quickly retracted, and Fifteenth Wang’s soul body appeared in front of Wen Yan.
Wen Yan stretched out a hand and grabbed Fifteenth Wang by the neck.
"Did you think dying would mean it’s all over? That your soul body would follow your master here?"
Fifteenth Wang looked shocked and finally began to feel fear. freёweɓnovel.com
Wen Yan single-handedly grasped Fifteenth Wang and turned into the crack.
He walked into the crevice, turned back, looked at the slowly closing crack, and shouted.
"Old Master, next time it’ll be my turn to perform. I will come again."
The old master didn’t speak; he only waved his hand.
The crack slowly closed and transformed into a stone wall.
At this point, even if an excavator came to dig through the mountain, it would be impossible to enter there again.
Wen Yan coldly glanced at Fifteenth Wang’s soul body, casually tightened his grip, and stuffed him into the Jade Prison Cage he carried with him, sealing him in.
Then he picked up Wang Jianjun, and with him, carried Wang Jianjun and his wife out of the crevice.
He glanced at Wang Jianjun, noticing the new prompt no longer contained "In Transition," he roughly understood what the situation was this time.
Someone wanted to exploit Wang Jianjun; the passage here could only be opened by him.
Either guiding or coercing Wang Jianjun.
But he intervened, as he had the Nevermore Lost ability, allowing him to enter the seal in a seemingly impossible way.
When he noticed the mountains were not right, as if fallen into endless loops, he had already stepped into the seal.
Tong Si said the land there seemed shattered, as if mixed into a huge blender after breaking, such chaotic conditions formed an enormous maze.
Except for Wen Yan, others could hardly get through, relying on pure skill was useless, only like Wen Yan, relying entirely on instinct.
But even having entered, it was entering into the seal, with no way out.
Wen Yan recalled and questioned who made the effort to lead him towards Wangjia Valley, stepping into the seal.
Definitely not the Mountain Ghost, it was trapped inside, given its ghastly presence, if the power could extend out, it wouldn’t settle at just obstructing.
Then, Wen Yan thought of another matter related.
Could it be that the Mountain Ghost was a seal like Huo Yong?
Because he remembered prior information stating only two seals resolved would stir immense power and bring forth the Witch Priest.
Then how did Old Master Wang emerge at that time?
Was it not until the Mountain Ghost materialized that a vast connection was formed, having nearly just started after Spiritual Qi Resurgence, turning Old Master Wang into a Witch Priest? frёeωebɳovel.com
Then the problem arose, if only resolving two seals spurred the Witch Priest, with the Mountain Ghost being the second unsealing, what was the first entity unsealed?
Wen Yan felt they had been somewhat optimistic before.
Huo Yong might not even count as the second unsealed seal.
He turned back; this place he surely intended to revisit, not merely for a chat with Old Master Wang.
This time it seemed rushed, initially thinking it was a simple task to bring Wang Jianjun away from Central Plains County, barely realizing so many occurrences awaited.
Next time, he must find a way to utterly vanquish the Mountain Ghost; he disliked relying on seals, such troublemakers were best directly dealt with.
Counting on years to gradually wear it down, Wen Yan felt he couldn’t wait; he didn’t want to spend the rest of his life worrying over this, it was torture.
