Chapter 149: Spending the Night in the Wasteland

The sun sank bit by bit, and a silent dead stillness spread and permeated rapidly.

Feeling involuntarily panicked and afraid in his heart, to ease this emotion, Wei Ming let his thoughts run wild in a mess, and so he spoke up: "Boss, Boss, how about we bury the corpses first to pad it out?"

Saying this, he quickly realized his error; what had he taken this wasteland for, some primordial beast? Sure enough, he was spouting nonsense in his helplessness, having made no progress at all!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel ashamed.

However, the speaker meant nothing by it, but the listener took it to heart; Du En's thoughts stirred slightly upon hearing this.

At the same time, he answered: "No need, leave them for now, lest some accident occur."

Looking around again, as night arrived, the burial ground began to be shrouded in dead stillness, as if the whole place were falling into the netherworld, which was truly chilling!

It did not make him wait long.

After thinking it over, the divine ability was still the safest!

Swallowed by the wasteland?

Du En thought this, yet still made no move.

The fine, rustling, strange sounds also vanished completely along with it, and this burial wasteland sank into the dark, dead stillness familiar to Du En, without a single stir.

Just like that, they endured through this long and agonizing night.

The reason It suddenly acted, taking advantage of the moment of lag between the profound mystery of the burial wasteland itself and the isolation measures being applied to it, to break in directly, was because the target had suddenly disappeared!

At this moment, he spoke again to add: "No matter what you see in the night, no matter what you hear in the night, no matter what you encounter in the night, do not pay attention to it, do not care about it, and do not believe it."

Although his exhortation just now was actually mainly to cover up the signs of his divine ability's movement, it hit the mark by accident, achieving the best possible situation.

Right now, only Du En, who was at the Foundation Establishment mid-stage, could bring them a sense of reliable security; he was the only rope hanging on that cliff.

Therefore, what followed was the contest between this burial wasteland—the purpose of which Du En still did not know—and the master of these evil cultivators, the resentment-monster revered as the Great Sovereign!

The divine ability comprehended from this burial wasteland!

However, once activated, Du En immediately discovered that his divine ability, Dead Land, had been significantly compressed.

"It can't see me? So, my divine ability Dead Land can make me 'disappear' at this time, so that neither this resentment-monster nor the wasteland itself can successfully capture me..."

The group naturally understood, and upon hearing this, they immediately scrambled to stand around Du En, forming a circle.

"Everyone knows the strangeness of this place; the night is truly treacherous and unpredictable. To avoid accidents, it is best not to move from now on, and stay within my reach."

The one being stared at, the one most wanted to be eaten, Du En, had disappeared!

Du En also quickly noticed that although he was staring at It, the It before him was not actually fixing its gaze, but rather drifting slightly.

Because as soon as the words fell, whether it was eyesight, divine sense, or anything else, the moment night completely shrouded them and the dead stillness thoroughly permeated, everything sank into a void of darkness.

Because he had intercepted and killed his way in halfway before, Du En did not know what He Bo knew; he was just reciting the other party's incantations by rote to trigger the wasteland's seal.

Then, he saw a face appear before him!

Resentment-monster!

"Chew, chew, chew~"

One very obvious point was that the unease brought about by the permeating dead stillness was clearly suppressed, and as time passed, his vision also recovered somewhat; it seemed his divine ability was gradually adapting, winning back a portion of the initiative.

His vision caught a glimpse of the resentment-monster under the tree shade, holding another corpse in its hands again, like holding a bouquet of fresh flowers, while stepping back step by step, its head also accelerating its retreat.

"Although it originated here, are we ultimately drifting further apart?"

Du En was not frightened; he just looked at It calmly and silently.

It was also at this moment that he activated his divine ability.

Du En noticed that one of the corpses on the ground that hadn't been buried yet had suddenly disappeared.

It did not head to the border city further north, but instead went all the way south, broke through a corner of the boundary again, and escaped into the vast, primeval mountain forest.

It was not using it—it was still in its hundred-day cooldown period—but activating it, letting that patch of dead land emerge.

The resentment-monster seemed to treat that corpse as Du En, finally satisfied, and as it ate and moved away, it soon left this area.

For a time, it was as if they could only hear their own breathing; facing a situation where they could see nothing else and hear nothing else, the unease in their hearts kept expanding, and they might lose control and run around at any moment.

Since this resentment-monster did not take the opportunity to launch an attack just now, it could prove that this creeping proximity was not as simple and clear as it appeared to his eyes.

In fact, it was just so.

Chewing sounds arose, chewing sounds faded away.

At this moment, It extended its neck like a snake, slithering over from the woods outside the wasteland, passing by the people beside him, and now, inverted, it was staring straight at him!

"..."

The resentment-monster shook its snake-like elongated neck and began to retreat bit by bit.

As It retreated, the sound subsided.

A calm and unquestionable voice, as if stating the truth of survival, carved itself directly into their hearts.

From the original four-zhang radius, it was compressed to only one-zhang radius.

Silently, something seemed to be pulling and contending!

No, it was snatched away by the resentment-monster.

However, this preparation did not come in handy in the end, because they did not move, standing in place with gritted teeth like stiff corpses.

For this reason, the danger of the wasteland at night had actually long been in his considerations.

Du En made a decision; before the night shrouded them, he gathered the group, placing himself in their midst.

Du En could no longer see their nods, nor hear their answers.

Du En had already prepared to knock them unconscious again, or break their limbs first.

Squeak, squeak, squeak~

Fine, rustling sounds appeared; from beneath this burial wasteland, it seemed as if countless corpses were digging with their fingernails, emitting such hair-raising movements.

Glancing at the others, they also kept his words in mind; although they were terrified to the core, they still covered their mouths tightly to endure the unease, firmly nailed to the spot.

Du En felt it silently, thinking calmly.

Two demon jackals joined in just like obedient dogs, working hard to shrink their bodies so their overly large frames wouldn't take up too much space.

"However, it truly feels much more reassuring; I certainly didn't think wrong."

As the sun rose from the east, Du En withdrew the divine ability Death Ground; they had survived the long, yet seemingly instantaneous night without mishap, living to reach the dawn of a new day.

At the same time, the suppression and pacification of the Southern End Border City also reached its conclusion.

(End of this chapter)