"What are you yelling about? Shut up for me!"
A voice angrily roared from deep within the Ancient Cave, also dressed in white with a black hat, appearing very sinister.
He wasn't the only one there; there were eighteen others dressed like him, arranged in a semicircle, surrounding a swamp.
Gurgle, gurgle!
In the swamp, bubbles continuously surfaced, resembling boiling water, but those bubbles were all blood-red!
This swamp was entirely composed of blood mud!
"Lord Ghost, something terrible has happened." That person looked panicked, "We... we..."
"What do you mean something terrible? Stop making noise, speak slowly, or else, if you disturb the ancestor's slumber, I'll shatter you into pieces!"
Lord Ghost's eyebrows furrowed, exuding a fierce aura, speaking viciously.
After he finished speaking, he glanced at the depths of the swamp, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.
He was terrified of disturbing the being slumbering deep within the swamp.
