After setting up camp and lighting the bonfire at night, we planned to stay for one night and leave the canyon the next day.
"Who would have thought, just as we all gradually fell asleep that night, strange things happened."
At this point, Zhang Jiang shuddered, the color that had faintly returned to his face immediately vanished, and his eyes were filled with fear.
"First, one of our teammates who was on watch disappeared without a trace, then some of us started hearing strange voices whispering in our ears.
That voice urged us to kill the other teammates as a sacrifice so that we could have the chance to retain Spiritual Wisdom and become Ghost Cultivators. As that voice began, a huge amount of mist started appearing around the camp."
"Everyone was terrified by this voice, and we all asserted that the monster behind us was just putting on an act to scare us, saying that if it really could kill us, it would have done so already.
