The three hunters were terrified. Creaking sounds echoed, and although no one was there, the tightly shut wooden door was pushed open. Outside, it was pitch black, as dark as ink, with no hint of light.
Even the campfire's glow couldn't penetrate the darkness, only illuminating the limited area of the dilapidated temple.
The wind outside howled ominously.
"Hehehehehe..."
"I didn't expect to find four tasty beings full of vitality. This is truly lucky. To think that a mere copper coin blessed by a Mountain God at the Qi Refinement Realm could hope to stop me, they're dreaming."
An eerie voice came from the darkness.
The three hunters felt a chill run through their bodies, as if they had fallen into an icy cellar.
Just then, a voice broke the tense atmosphere.
"Do you know where the Immortals are?"
Suddenly, the terrifying atmosphere vanished, even the ghost in the darkness was caught off guard, clearly not expecting someone to ask such a question at this moment.
