Chapter 537 The Real Ghost School



It was at this moment that the formation was truly successful!

Boom!

With a loud bang, the Seven Demon Kings used their arms to hold up the falling sky.

This scene was truly breathtaking.

At the same time, the 998 forces, plus the old knife, formed a huge network.

The formation was finally able to unleash its true power. I stood at the very center, and the networks spread out recklessly with me as the hub.

I can clearly sense that I have absolute control over this formation; I am the king here!

The states of the 998 souls, including Old Knife, all seem to be under my control.

I quickly removed the Seven Demon Kings, leaving the sky to collapse.

"Brother Chen, watch out!"

Old Dao shouted, but I ignored him and waited quietly.

The black sky seemed to fall straight down, stopping just as it touched me.

Then, the black light changed and merged directly into my body, like foam touching my skin.

As the enormous canopy of the sky fell, the outside world became clear.

Night has fallen, and bright sunshine has appeared.

With a wave of my hand, 998 souls entered my mirror, leaving countless red dots on its surface.

Only Old Dao stood there, trembling.

"Brother Chen, you scared me to death! I thought you were going to put me inside this mirror!"

Old Dao looked at me, still shaken, repeatedly clutching his chest. It seemed that what had just happened had frightened him quite a bit.

"Don't worry, Lao Dao, I'm not that twisted. But to be honest, I really didn't expect you to be alive!"

I stared at Lao Dao and breathed a sigh of relief. Lao Dao was not dead, which was great news for me.

Old Dao was prepared to die at first, but I was too lucky and managed to control the formation.

When I was inside the formation, I felt like I was the king of this place, and no one who entered the formation was my match.

However, this formation has one major drawback: it requires Old Knife to be present.

Without Lao Dao, this formation would ultimately be incomplete.

"Ah, what a pity, Fatty Sister is probably completely wiped out this time!"

Thinking of this, I sighed.

Originally, Fatty Sister was still able to retain a sliver of consciousness. Perhaps it was because of my last words that Fatty Sister made up her mind to use her own strength to protect me.

"Don't be sad, Brother Chen. This is what Sister Pang wanted to get here, isn't it?"

Old Dao countered with a question.

I nodded slightly. Old Dao is right; this is also Fatty's wish.

I looked around. The surrounding environment had changed from night to daytime, and outside, it still looked like a school.

However, this school was much more dilapidated than the ones I had seen before.

"See? This is the real face of this place. If we had just rushed through back then, there would have been only one outcome: certain death!"

I pointed ahead, and there was a graveyard, a place filled with resentment.

In other words, if I enter this graveyard, I will be completely doomed.

"Brother Chen, thank goodness you noticed!"

Old Dao wiped the sweat from his forehead; he was terrified.

"Let's quickly bypass that area and continue exploring what's inside the school. Let's not look for that place anymore!"

When he left, Lao Dao was still a little shaken. Today's experiences had left an indelible scar on him.

I looked at Lao Dao with curiosity. Logically speaking, Lao Dao had died once, so he shouldn't be so afraid of death anymore.

"Old Dao, you were almost dead just now, why are you still afraid of this!"

I made a joke, and after hearing what I said, Lao Dao immediately got angry: "Bullshit! It's because I've died once that I'm even more afraid of death!"

Old Dao's neck turned red.

"But I feel that this time we really can get through it!"

My tone was full of confidence. I don't know why, but now I'm increasingly curious about that cemetery. I always feel like there's something there that's worth exploring.

"Brother Chen, I'm fine, but please don't die! If you die, I won't be able to explain it to Brother Luo!"

Old Dao grabbed me, afraid that something might happen to me. Only then did I remember that when Old Dao was dying, he mentioned Old Luo. Old Dao said that Old Luo was actually right beside me.

They've been watching me from here all along.

"Oh right, Lao Dao, I almost forgot. You should give me an explanation about Lao Luo's matter, right?"

I stared at Lao Dao with a half-smile. This guy was definitely hiding something from me.

"Yes, yes, Brother Chen, as I just said, Brother Luo is actually in Shenwu County. He's a little worried about you, so he arranged for me to help you, and he's also here in Shenwu County!"

Old Dao was a little embarrassed, but under my coercion, he admitted to what he had said before.

really!

My previous feeling was correct; that was indeed Old Luo!

Old Luo was always there; he was watching me from the shadows!

"Luo Tianhe! Why the hell won't you come out and see me?"

I shouted into the distance, hoping to hear a response, but unfortunately, there was no response at all.

"Brother Chen, it's no use. I've never been able to contact you either. Every time, it's Brother Luo who contacts me first. If Brother Luo doesn't want to find you, even if you shout until you're hoarse, Brother Luo won't show up!"

Seeing that I was determined to find Luo Tianhe, Lao Dao grabbed my arm and started to persuade me.

Hearing this, I could only sigh softly, feeling a sense of powerlessness.

This really is Luo Tianhe's doing.

Let's go to the cemetery!

I pulled Lao Dao up, ready to go check out the cemetery. But Lao Dao had a different opinion.

"Brother Chen, I think we should go and take a look at Cao Dajun's office!"

All the previous clues pointed to Cao Dajun, and I feel there must be something going on over there!

Old Dao advised me.

Speaking of Cao Dajun, I also feel that there are many clues about him that I hadn't noticed before.

I looked up at the graveyard not far away, and I could clearly feel something calling to me from there.

"Okay, I'll do as you say. Let's go to Cao Dajun's office first!"

I nodded and then turned around and walked into the teaching building.

Since the school collected those 998 ghosts, there have been no more puppet students; all that remains are normal students.

It's just that there are far fewer people.

Suddenly, the school seemed much quieter.

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