Thinking back to the three strange demands Xu Ke had entrusted him with earlier, Sun Erlang felt an inexplicable unease stirring within him.
A mysterious whispering sound also reached his ears.
Just when Sun Erlang couldn't help but listen, a chilling cold suddenly triggered on its own in his heart.
The noise by his ears instantly disappeared, replaced by Xu Ke's low reminder.
"Don't pay attention to those peculiar sounds."
Sun Erlang was suddenly shocked into a cold sweat.
He considered himself not a man of weak willpower, especially having experienced another lifetime in the real world, in the simulation created by the Taiyan Sect's Dao Stone.
Yet, his centuries of experience crumbled before those eerie sounds, almost capitulating in an instant.
"If it weren't for the master personally imparting the Immortal Heart Spell, I might have been doomed."
"This Xu Ke…"
Sun Erlang dared not look again at Xu Ke and the coffin behind him, but instead quickened his pace.
