Lonely Immortal

However, no one answered the monk's question, or they simply didn't bother to pay attention to him. Even the Taoist brother who kindly reminded everyone at the beginning closed his eyes and said nothing, because they had no time to waste words with these newcomers. Their spiritual power was exhausted and they relied on their physical bodies to resist the heat and poison. In this case, how could they have the mood to talk nonsense with these newcomers.

Seeing that they didn't say anything, the new monks couldn't help but look at each other again, because they looked like they didn't know what to do. This was normal. Once people got into trouble, they would definitely be at a loss.

However, Zhang Zhiwen didn't care too much. As the saying goes, if you come here, make the best of it. Others didn't die, so how could he die so easily? But he didn't know how long he would stay in this place, so he simply sat down and closed his eyes like everyone else, and then began to resist the invading heat and poison.

Seeing Zhang Zhiwen sitting down like he accepted his fate, several new monks beside him knew that it was useless to say more now, so they naturally followed suit and sat down. With Zhang Zhiwen taking the lead, the other newcomers had no choice but to sit down.

In this way, everyone began to resist the invasion of heat poison with all their heart and soul. Although they didn't know when it would end, they could live one more day. They were no longer as optimistic as they were at the beginning, because once the spiritual power was exhausted, they would have to use their bodies to directly resist the heat poison. At that time, they would be only a little stronger than ordinary mortals.

But thinking too much would not help, so they could only accept the current predicament. In this way, time passed bit by bit, and about half a day passed, and another monk couldn't stand it and was burned by the heat poison. This time, everyone was silent, because such a thing had happened before, and now seeing such a thing again, it seemed numb.

Later, day after day, monks continued to die. Most of them were exhausted of spiritual power, and then they could not directly use their bodies to bear the heat poison. However, Zhang Zhiwen also discovered some situations in this process. For example, some monks did not seem to care much, but were relatively calm. Of course, these monks were all strong and healthy, which was a little different from other downtrodden monks.

Zhang Zhiwen did not know what was going on with these monks, because even if these people were not downtrodden monks, they must have offended someone, otherwise how could they be brought to such a ghost place? There was nothing in this place, and life and death were completely left to fate. If someone said that someone came in voluntarily, Zhang Zhiwen would never believe it anyway.

However, Zhang Zhiwen did not like to know more about other people's affairs. He did not have the habit of meddling in other people's affairs. He still sat on the ground in an orderly manner, and then resisted the heat poison with all his heart.

This heat poison was still quite powerful, and the spiritual power in Zhang Zhiwen's body was also consumed very quickly, and he really could not get more spiritual power from the heaven and earth. This place seemed to be a completely isolated world without any spiritual power fluctuations.

In this way, half a month passed quickly. Finally, as more and more monks died, some people couldn't stand it anymore. A monk in his fifties went crazy. He stood up suddenly and ran towards the exit, shouting, "I can't stand it anymore! This damn place, I don't believe I can't find a way out!"

Yes, this monk planned to escape from here. At first, no one made any move, but obviously many people had observed around. This cave has an entrance, so there must be an exit. The monks generally knew the situation at the entrance. Anyway, even if they went out, they would be doomed, because this was considered escaping from the battlefield. They agreed to stay here for half a year. Even if they broke out of the door, they would probably face imprisonment. In this case, this monk thought about finding an exit.

In fact, the exit is very obvious. It is in this cave. It looks like the entrance and the throat of a monster. Therefore, the monk rushed over to try to break the exit. Anyway, even if he could bear it physically, he couldn't bear it psychologically. The despair forced him to take risks.

But he was the only one who rushed over. The others didn't move at all. In fact, everyone knew that if they could break the exit and escape, who wouldn't want to escape? But look at the situation here. Has anyone done this?

It's not that they don't want to do this, but it's very obvious that someone has done this before, and the result is futile. Otherwise, anyone can escape, so why die in such a ghost place?

So Zhang Zhiwen didn't move either, because the result is very obvious, and you don't need to think too much to know it. Sure enough, the monk rushed to the exit and then launched a fierce attack. His spiritual power was also rapidly consumed, but in the end the door didn't move at all, and even sprayed a lot of molten lava at the monk. The monk had to retreat, and then his spiritual power was exhausted, panting, and staring at the door in despair.

At this time, the heat poison began to invade his body, and his whole body was smoking. Without the protection of spiritual power, he immediately felt the power of the heat poison, and he began to suffer, and then he had to retreat and sit down.

Obviously, this guy not only returned without success, but also lost a lot of spiritual power. When other monks saw this scene, they only had indifference and ridicule in their eyes. In their opinion, this guy was no different from seeking his own death.

Indeed, if this monk makes good use of these spiritual powers, he can use them to resist the heat poison and maintain it for a long time, because it is relatively easy to resist the heat poison with spiritual power, and a thin layer is enough. But this monk was confused for a while, and then he did irrational things, and he was miserable in the end.

Sure enough, this monk lasted less than three days, and he finally couldn't hold on, and the heat poison invaded and burned his body.

Another one died.

But no one at the scene had any reaction, and they had long been accustomed to it.

The heat poison kept invading, and monks kept dying one after another. Zhang Zhiwen watched them being swallowed by this strange cave. He could guess that these bodies must have been transferred to the outside through the cave, otherwise he would not have seen the guards carrying the bodies out before.

Human life is worthless, especially these poor cultivators, who are worthless. They don't even know why the Immortal Alliance did this, and they died in confusion. Zhang Zhiwen was thinking, why did the Immortal Alliance create such a place, and what exactly did it want? But Zhang Zhiwen didn't think of any reason, but he had a clearer and deeper understanding of the Immortal Alliance. The Immortal Alliance's methods of doing things are comparable to those of evil demons, so he should be more careful.

In this way, time passed day by day, but more and more cultivators died. There were originally hundreds of cultivators here, but now there are less than a hundred left. However, some people seemed to have noticed Zhang Zhiwen, because Zhang Zhiwen was only a fourth-level foundation-building cultivator, and he could actually hold on until now. But even if they noticed it, they didn't have time to think too much. At this time, there were not many people who could maintain their spiritual power. In order to maintain less spiritual power, many cultivators were basically shirtless, and hot sweat kept oozing out of their bodies. Even if they were not burned by the heat poison, they would probably die of dehydration sooner or later.

In this situation, some things are inevitable, such as some people starting to take pills to replenish their spiritual power. Obviously, these cultivators who have pills obviously don't want to use them too early, otherwise they will definitely become the target of many people.

Sure enough, when someone took out the pills and took them, they immediately attracted greedy and hungry eyes, because as long as there are pills, they can last for a long time. However, the cultivators who took the pills were still good, reaching the sixth level of foundation building, and the cultivation of other cultivators was still a little worse, so they didn't make any other moves. Another thing is that the pills were all taken, and there was nothing to grab.

Therefore, after a short period of abnormal movement, calm was restored again.

Zhang Zhiwen saw all these things. His spiritual power was still sufficient, because his Taoist power was strong enough, so the spiritual power consumption was much less, but other cultivators did not have this ability. Their Taoist power was much worse, and it took more consumption to resist the heat poison!

Time passed day by day, and now it has been almost two months. There are less than fifty surviving monks. These people either have good cultivation and have reached the fifth or sixth level of foundation building, or they brought elixirs, but only a small amount of elixirs, because who would bring such elixirs to replenish spiritual power? Foundation building monks almost never carry such elixirs. If they do, they are prepared for relatives and friends in the Qi Refining Stage. Therefore, almost everyone is out of ammunition and food.

Therefore, there seems to be no good way to maintain spiritual power. Perhaps there is only one way to go, that is, to kill people and drink blood to absorb other people's spiritual power and moisture!

This is the way to be taken when you are forced to a desperate situation.

Sure enough, someone finally started to get restless. A sixth-level cultivator was the first to start trouble, because his spiritual power seemed to be running out, and in front of him sat a fifth-level cultivator. This fifth-level cultivator was actually at the end of his rope and was struggling to survive, but for this sixth-level cultivator, this fifth-level cultivator was definitely a big piece of fat!

Therefore, he wanted to kill people, he wanted to drink blood, he wanted to survive!

So, he attacked without warning, and he also calculated the consumption of spiritual power very accurately, and he sacrificed a silver needle magic weapon and used very weak spiritual power to sneak attack the opponent.

No one would have thought that this would happen, so the fifth-level cultivator was hit on the spot. The silver needle seemed to be very vicious and instantly destroyed his soul, while the sixth-level cultivator rushed over directly...

At this moment, everyone was almost stunned. It seemed that no one had ever seen such a thing, but when seeing the sixth-level cultivator eating madly and ferociously, many people also had fierce light in their eyes.

However, the sixth-level cultivator of the foundation building was only happy for a short while, because the body soon sank into the cave. He was still not satisfied, wiped the blood from his mouth, and stared at Zhang Zhiwen, because Zhang Zhiwen was the closest to him now!

Seeing this scene, Zhang Zhiwen couldn't help but sigh slightly. This is human nature. Many people think that people are more spiritual than pigs and dogs, but in fact, they are essentially the same. Wild dogs will eat their own kind when they go crazy, and people think this is animal behavior. In fact, when people go crazy and are forced to no place to go, they will also eat their own kind.

Human nature, after all, cannot withstand the test. If it is tested more, the ugliness of human nature will be revealed.

However, human nature also has a bright side. There are always people who will not eat their own kind, and this naturally includes Zhang Zhiwen. He can die, but he cannot eat his own kind because he is a human, not an animal.

But he would not let others kill him and eat him. At this moment, the sixth-level foundation-building cultivator in front of him was no different from a mad wild dog. He roared and shot a silver needle at Zhang Zhiwen, and Zhang Zhiwen also took action. He swept the silver needle with a sword, and then the sword also swept the opponent's chest, and blood gushed out!

Seeing this scene, a group of cultivators rushed over like crazy, threw the sixth-level foundation-building cultivator who had not yet died to the ground, and then ate him frantically.

Zhang Zhiwen retracted his gaze, with only endless indifference in his eyes. He did not make a move to stop these mad dogs, because in this predicament, it is normal to lose humanity, and there is nothing to blame. As long as they don't come to trouble him, he will not meddle in other people's business. Otherwise, there will be too many idle things in this world. Can he manage them?

Zhang Zhiwen knew very well that if he wanted to survive and live longer, he should mind his own business.

Zhang Zhiwen used a magic weapon to kill the sixth-level foundation-building cultivator. Naturally, the others did not dare to attack him. However, they were not satisfied with eating the corpse of the sixth-level foundation-building cultivator, and they began to fight each other.

At this time, these foundation-building cultivators had no spiritual power. Killing people was as simple as taking out magic weapons and chopping. Those with spiritual power wisely hid aside and watched, and did not intervene at all, because in this case, taking action would only kill faster, and any consumption of spiritual power was something they could not afford.

However, just as they were chopping and chopping, and not many people died, there was a movement at the exit.

Everyone could not help but stop, although they looked like ghosts, but they still found that the exit was really opened at this time.

Therefore, they were all stunned, and the others were also stunned. Everyone stared at the exit for a long time, and no one knew who rushed to the exit first, and then one after another rushed to the exit.

Zhang Zhiwen frowned slightly, because he didn't expect the exit to open so quickly, but he still had some reservations, because he was not sure what was happening on the other side of the exit, and he was not in a hurry now, his spiritual power was still sufficient, and there were more than a dozen cultivators in a similar situation as him, and their Taoist power was also quite good, so they were not in a hurry either, and those cultivators who were already in danger naturally didn't care so much, and ran straight to the exit.

Soon, these people rushed out, but soon, exclamations came from outside, followed by screams, and no one knew what was happening outside, anyway, it shouldn't be a good thing.