This celestial master cultivates both physical and magical arts; why did you provoke him?

The incident occurred three days later.

Sure enough, there was something underground on the land where Qian Youcai lived.

Chen Guodong brought in geological exploration equipment and discovered a huge cavity at a depth of 15 meters underground.

The cavity is circular, about thirty meters in diameter, and its depth is unknown.

The detection signal disappeared at that depth, as if it had been swallowed up by something.

"It's hollow down there."

The engineer pointed to the data on the screen, his face a little pale, "But the shape of this hole... doesn't seem to be naturally formed."

Shane stared at the image on the screen and remained silent for a few seconds.

"Like what?"

The engineer hesitated for a moment, then said, "It's like...like a well. A very large well."

There was a moment of silence in the conference room.

Fang Zijian stood behind Xia En and whispered:

"Another well? The well in the backyard of Qinghe Residence last time..."

Xia En didn't say anything, she just stared at the screen.

The shape of that well is indeed very similar to the well in the backyard of Qingheju.

But the scale is dozens of times larger.

"Can we drill and see?" he asked.

The engineer shook his head: "No. The geological conditions are too complex; forcing drilling could cause a landslide."

"Then let's do it manually."

Chen Guodong frowned:

"Man-made? Fifteen meters deep, who knows what's down there..."

"Captain Chen, I'm going down," Xia En said.

Chen Guodong opened his mouth as if to say something, but then he remembered what Xia En had done at the chemical plant and swallowed his words back.

"When?"

"tonight."

It was 10 p.m. in the eastern suburbs, on the land owned by Qian Youcai.

This is a wasteland, overgrown with waist-high weeds.

There are no buildings around, and the nearest road is two kilometers away.

The night wind blew, and the wild grass rustled, like countless hands gently patting it.

Chen Guodong led a team and set up a cordon around the area.

The searchlights illuminated the scene brightly, but in the areas where the light didn't reach, the darkness was so thick it felt like a solid object.

Xia En changed into a black work uniform, wearing hiking boots, and had a short knife at his waist.

It's not an ordinary knife; it's a magical artifact passed down from the Celestial Master's Mansion, called "Evil Slayer."

The blade was not long, only a little over a foot long, but it was covered with runes that gleamed with a faint blue light under the moonlight.

Fang Zijian squatted down beside him, his palms sweating with nervousness:

"Are you sure you want to go down alone?"

"Um."

"Should we bring some equipment? Rope, walkie-talkie, flashlight..."

"Need not."

Xia En took out three talismans from his pocket. "These are enough."

Fang Zijian glanced at the three talismans, then at the knife at Xia En's waist, and suddenly felt that his worries were a bit unnecessary.

This guy can punch through a wall, so what's a 15-meter-deep hole to him?

"Then be careful," he said.

Xia En nodded and walked to the cave entrance.

The opening was dug manually, with a diameter of about two meters, and the edges were reinforced with steel plates.

Looking down, it was pitch black; I couldn't see anything.

But that yin energy was more intense than ever before, so intense that it almost solidified into a tangible substance.

Xia En took a deep breath and jumped down.

Free fall.

The wind whistled in my ears, and darkness surged in from all directions.

He didn't slow down, letting himself fall.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

"Bang."

He landed.

With both feet firmly planted on solid ground and knees slightly bent, the impact was absorbed.

For him, a height of fifteen meters was no different than jumping down a flight of stairs.

He steadied himself and looked up.

The entrance to the cave had become a tiny point of light, like a distant star.

He looked away and glanced around.

This was a huge underground space, much larger than he had imagined.

The dome is very high, at least ten meters high, and the four walls are smooth rock, as if they have been polished by something.

The ground was paved with bluestone slabs, each slab being one meter square, fitting together perfectly and neatly.

The strangest thing is that it's not completely dark here.

The four walls are inlaid with some glowing stones that emit a faint green light, making the whole space hazy.

The green light reflected on the bluestone slabs, like ripples on the water, gently undulating.

Xia En walked forward.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty space, each step as clear as the tolling of a bell.

He walked about fifty meters when something appeared in front of him.

An altar.

The altar is circular, about ten meters in diameter, and made of black stone.

A stone pillar stands in the center of the altar, covered with densely packed symbols.

The symbols were twisted and bizarre, exactly like the eye symbols seen on the bronze plaques and jade talismans before.

But what caught Shane's attention most was what was in front of the altar.

Seven people.

No, it's not a person.

There were seven corpses.

They knelt before the altar, lined up in a row, their hands tied behind their backs, each with a deep ligature mark on their neck.

Their faces were so rotten that they were unrecognizable, but their clothing revealed that they were male and female, old and young.

Xia En crouched down and examined the wrist of one of the corpses closely.

There is a tattoo on his wrist: an eye.

It's exactly the same as the logo of an evil cult.

He stood up and looked at the stone pillar.

There is a groove at the top of the stone pillar.

The shape of the groove was exactly the same as the black jade talisman he had found before.

Xia En squinted.

"I see."

He took the black jade talisman out of his pocket, placed it in his palm, and stared at it for a few seconds.

Then he walked to the stone pillar and put the jade talisman into the groove.

With a "click," the jade talisman was perfectly embedded.

The entire underground space shook.

Then, the symbols on the stone pillar began to glow.

It wasn't green light; it was blood-red light.

The red light seemed alive, flowing along the patterns on the stone pillars, converging on the jade talisman, and then flowing from the jade talisman to the ground of the altar.

The bluestone slabs on the ground also began to glow.

A crimson light spread between the stone slabs, like a giant spider web.

It spread outwards from the center of the altar, covering the entire underground space.

Shaen stood in the center of the altar, surrounded by red light, his expression calm.

Then, he heard a voice.

"You've finally arrived."

The sound came from all directions, low and hoarse, like an echo from the depths of the earth.

Xia En didn't move, but simply looked around.

"Who are you?"

Who I am is not important.

The voice said, "What matters is what you have in your hands."

Xia En looked down at the jade talisman in his hand.

It has been embedded in the stone pillar.

"This thing?"

"right."

The voice laughed, a sinister laugh, "That jade talisman is the key. And you just inserted it into the keyhole."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire underground space suddenly began to shake violently.

The ground cracked open, and red light shot out from the cracks.

The seven corpses suddenly moved. They stiffly stood up, their rotting faces turned toward Shane, and blood-red light shone from their empty eye sockets.

Xia En looked at them and sighed.

"Yeah, I knew it."

"Come at me all at once!!"

Seven corpses pounced at the same time.

They were incredibly fast, unlike rotting corpses at all.

The nails were long and black, gleaming coldly in the red light, and aimed straight at Xia En's vital points.

Xia En didn't dodge.

He simply raised his right hand, fingers spread.

"Palm Grenade - Electric Net!!!"

A bolt of lightning exploded from his palm, transforming into an electric net that spread in all directions.

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