As the coffin relentlessly approached, a chilling, bone-piercing cold seeped into Xin Ci's body.
A suffocating sense of oppression assailed him.
Xin Ci did his best to remain calm, decisively deploying the Cross Lock to impede their advance.
Ten chains erupted from the ground, forming a wall of chains in the path of the corpse bearers.
Li Jianxing, Liu Fuyao, and the others also unleashed their respective skills, their attacks of ice walls and sword nets immediately aimed at intercepting the approaching coffin-carrying corpses.
However, the white cloth on the coffin suddenly extended, piercing through the gaps in the chains and directly ensnaring the limbs of Xin Ci and the other six.
Instantly, all seven were caught in a predicament.
"What do we do?"
"It seems we're entangled by the white cloth from the coffin and can't break free."
"Senior Sister Liu, what should we do..."
Mo Qian and Lin Yan'er's faces were filled with terror.
Xin Ci attempted to burn the white cloth with his Undying Phoenix Flame, but to no avail.
At this moment, a strange black mist, following the white cloth, spread from their right feet to their entire lower bodies.
"Help! This young master hasn't married a wife yet, I don't want to die here, Little Xin Xin, save me..."
Liu Muming wailed, begging Xin Ci for help.
"You stinking Liu Muming, even at death's door you're still thinking about getting married!"
Bai Ting was so angry she wanted to kick him, but her body was entangled by the black mist, and no amount of struggling was of any use.
In an instant, all seven were shrouded by the black mist, forced to rely on their own abilities to resist the malevolent power.
The flames of the Undying Phoenix Flame had no effect when they touched the white cloth.
This situation caused Xin Ci's brow to furrow, and a hint of panic flickered in his heart.
Unbeknownst to them, sinister and terrifying demonic sounds began to echo in each of their ears.
Powerful storms howled from all directions.
The demonic sounds drilled into their minds, making their heads feel like they were about to explode, each one wracked with excruciating pain.
"Lowly human slave worms, give up struggling! You can never escape!"
"Hahahaha! Become our coffin-carrying corpses obediently!"
"Do not dare to resist, or you will surely die!"
The demonic sounds continued to rage within their minds.
"Everyone, quickly use your student tokens to teleport out of the Tiankeng secret realm! This is the only way to save us!"
Liu Fuyao's face showed a look of anxiety as she warned everyone.
Hearing Liu Fuyao's reminder, they hurriedly took out their student tokens.
But to their despair, the student tokens were useless!
"What's going on? Why aren't the student tokens working!"
"Is it because of this white mist?"
"Oh no, we're trapped here by the white mist!"
Liu Muming and the others felt a surge of inexplicable despair.
Unable to move, Xin Ci and the others watched as the corpse bearers drawing the coffin drew closer, the sinister aura emanating from them intensifying.
"Damn it, I never expected there to be members of the Underworld God Clan in this secret realm," Xin Ci gritted his teeth.
In the blink of an eye, the strange black mist had spread throughout Xin Ci's body and invaded his mind.
The demonic sounds delved deeper into his consciousness.
"Human slave worm, stop your futile struggles, and become this King's coffin-carrying corpse obediently..."
"Hahahaha..."
Xin Ci and the other six felt their heads throbbing as if they were about to split.
They all crouched down, clutching their heads, their faces contorted in agony.
"What's happening, my head hurts so much!"
"Ah, it feels like it's going to explode..."
"What do we do, my brain is about to burst,呜呜..."
Liu Muming and Lin Yan'er trembled all over, their faces twisted in expressions of unbearable pain.
Xin Ci was also on the verge of collapse, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
A scarlet light shot out from the mysterious coffin and entered Xin Ci's forehead.
The demonic sounds immediately reverberated in Xin Ci's mind, the torment almost unbearable.
"Hahahaha."
"You are the human slave worm with the lowest realm here, obediently become this King's puppet..."
"So noisy, disappear now!" A cold, impatient female voice emanated from Xin Ci's body.
The next moment, the demonic sound suddenly shrieked in terror.
"You! No... impossible... Arrgh!"
The demonic sound in their ears vanished instantly, as if forcefully extinguished.
With the appearance of the Star Wheel Eye, the black mist on "Xin Ci" dispersed with the wind.
Mu Qingqing had switched personalities in time, using the power of the consciousness space to deter the Underworld God's demonic sound and decisively erase it.
As if it had seen a ghost, the Underworld God's coffin, along with the mist, vanished in an instant.
The other six were also freed.
"All done, wrapping up!" Mu Qingqing said, dusting off her hands.
Then, Xin Ci's eyes returned to normal, and his main personality reassumed control.
Noticing that the surroundings had returned to normal, he felt surprise mingled with a hint of joy.
"This is... she appeared just now!"
"That's right, that little girl is truly astonishing, she actually scared away the Underworld God's coffin with a single shout."
Elder Han was greatly shocked; he knew how terrifying the Underworld God Clan was.
Especially tens of millions of years ago, the Underworld God Clan was a force to be feared.
Yet, such a powerful existence was driven away by a single word from the mysterious girl within Xin Ci.
Despite his happiness, Xin Ci felt a trace of disappointment.
Every time Mu Qingqing appeared, he had no memory of it, only realizing it later when he regained control of his body.
He often imagined what this girl who had always helped him looked like.
Alas, he would never know.
This sense of regret made him even more eager to meet Mu Qingqing.
Li Jianxing and the other five also recovered from their recent torment.
Seeing that the surrounding white mist and the eerie coffin had disappeared, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
Such an extraordinary encounter was too bizarre; if they hadn't experienced it themselves, they would never have believed it.
"Are you guys alright?" Li Jianxing turned to look at the other five.
Liu Fuyao breathed a sigh of relief, her eyebrows slightly raised, "We're fine. I just don't know how you are. These things seem quite formidable."
"I'm not sure either, but they were very strange," Liu Muming and Bai Ting shook their heads.
"We almost died there!"
"I didn't expect the Tiankeng secret realm to have such dangerous evil creatures. It seems we need to report this to the academy when we get out."
Li Jianxing nodded in agreement, "I'm also not sure about these strange things."
"That was close." Mu Qingqing, in the consciousness space, secretly rejoiced. If the demonic sound hadn't actively invaded this space just now,
giving her the opportunity to use the absolute control of the consciousness space to deter it.
Perhaps the male lead and the others would now have become puppets of the Underworld God's coffin.
Mu Qingqing bit her cherry lips slightly, lost in thought.
She had long known about the Underworld God Clan in the Tiankeng secret realm, but she hadn't expected them to appear at this time.
Judging by the runes on the coffin, the Blood Ghost Underworld God Clan was likely still sealed, posing no great threat to her for the time being.
It seemed there was still about one to two years before this Blood Ghost Underworld God Clan broke free from its seal.