The entire island was eerily silent. Night had fallen, and the beasts that survived the Cataclysm were resting. Our group left the ruined cliffside area and moved into a stretch of open forest.
"Sigh, it always feels like our lives and deaths are completely in someone else's hands."
Ghost Painting Book Immortal sighed.
"Old Book, don't say such discouraging things. This is just the beginning. The other side already knows we've arrived at their testing grounds. They're probably planning some kind of experiment. After all, we're the first ghosts to come here—every move we make is under surveillance."
"Next time, we might not be so lucky."
Black Moon muttered. At that moment, Felix Zhou walked over.
"What do you think their real goal is? Why build a testing ground like this? Figuring that out should be our top priority," Felix Zhou said, voicing what we were all thinking.
"If the leader of the Immortality Society, Xu Fu, really came back to life here in another form, then his purpose must be immortality. As for the others—the top players in the world of dead ghosts—who knows what they're after."
After Cao Wanzhi finished speaking, Victor Duan laughed.