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When Song Yunting began absorbing the power of the curse, Qing Sang and the others stopped attacking the pillar. With the attack stopped, the cracks in the pillar wouldn't widen, and the rate at which the black mist spread out would slow down.

However, as the black mist continued to pour into Song Yunting's palm, cold sweat poured down his forehead, clearly indicating that he was enduring immense pain. Yet, he kept his eyes closed, gritted his teeth, and remained silent.

Qing Sang used his power to form shields in front of Song Yunting. Each time the black mist passed through a shield, it would pause and slow down, thus reducing the speed at which the black mist surged in and relieving the pressure on Song Yunting.

"I'll do it." Qingluo said, simultaneously releasing a shield in the same way, a black shield blocking the red one. The cursed power attached to the black mist also eroded his strength. He himself was highly poisonous, so the effect on him was negligible, but it consumed more of Qingsang's energy. Although he never said anything kind, he had unconsciously come to regard Qingsang as his true family and was protecting him.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Qingluo flew down to the stone chamber below, lifted Yan Wangshan up, and placed him inside the protective shield, hovering him beside them. Most of the curse's power surged towards Song Yunting, but some continued to spread outwards, leaving only the area around Song Yunting clean. Since this person wasn't dead, and they had met once before, they should still take care of him.

"Who are you people?!" A furious roar suddenly rang out!

Qing Sang and the others completely ignored the source of the sound and simultaneously attacked the pillar with all their might. Even Song Yunting, the moment she opened her eyes, simultaneously attacked the same point on the pillar with all her might.

"Stop..." The angry roar seemed to still echo in the stone chamber, then turned into a panicked scream.

Before she could even finish her shout, the four of them had already delivered their full-force attack. The cracks in the pillar widened instantly, and the pillar groaned as it shattered under the strain, before collapsing with a deafening roar. The massive pillar's collapse sent black mist rapidly spreading.

Song Yunting quickly popped a Heavenly Spirit Pill given to him by Qing Sang into his mouth, then swiftly formed a hand seal to create a protective shield that enveloped them. His shield wasn't transparent; it was a pale gray. The black mist that could have penetrated the shield vanished upon contact, but in reality, it was absorbed by the shield and then converted back into Song Yunting's own power. He didn't let any opportunity to become stronger slip by.

Suddenly, screams of agony rose and fell from outside, some near and some far.

As Song Yunting continued to absorb power, the gray protective shield expanded, and Qing Sang and the others' vision became increasingly clear. Upon seeing the scene before them, they couldn't help but frown. Where there should have been countless rubble piled at their feet after the pillars collapsed, instead, they were surrounded by piles of white bones. Upon closer inspection, these bones weren't the usual grayish-white, but rather faintly tinged with black, and wisps of black mist continuously rose from the remains.

The surrounding scenery had completely changed. Green mountains surrounded them, and a mountain breeze blew; it was clearly a valley, and they were no longer in the stone chamber they had been in before. It seemed they had been right; the place they had just been in really was a secret realm. (End of Chapter)