That Night
Ning Ming had originally wanted to chat with this outsider, to learn some things he didn't know about.
But who would have thought, this night was not peaceful. Suddenly, four people rushed in, and now only three had come back.
The fourth knock should have been Chen Jianjia.
But no one expected that the voice would be from the man in green robes inside the room!
It was as if he had split into two people.
One standing inside the room, one standing outside.
...
Inside the room.
Wu Xue and the others were all unsettled, each like beasts trapped in a cage.
Under everyone's eyes,
the man in green robes' face was pale, and he stumbled back a few steps, with disbelief in his eyes.
The next moment, he suddenly roared, "What is this thing! Are you imitating me?"
But outside,
that voice also seemed to be angry, "Damn creature! I am the thirteenth generation disciple of Heavenly Sky Sect's Xiaoyun vein, an Eight Rank Star Phase Realm cultivator, you dare to cause me trouble? Evil Dispelling Five Elements Thunder!"
As he spoke, there was a sudden loud crack of thunder outside, like a string of firecrackers popping.
Boom!
The wooden door was instantly smashed.
Dazzling light, intense undulations, wood chips, electric arcs all poured into the room along with the cold night wind.
Then...
Everyone was stunned speechless.
Outside really stood an identical man in green robes!
Suddenly, the man inside paled drastically, frighteningly white.
The other also stared wide-eyed, full of disbelief.
The two were like mirror images.
One inside the room, one outside in the night, even their facial expressions were very similar.
What exactly was going on here?
"My god!"
Suddenly, the fat man Wu Xue seemed to realize something. He cried out, "This is... the cultivation taboo of the Heaven Lonely Star... the 【Twins】 at the Eight Rank Realm..."
His lips couldn't stop trembling. One could imagine how terrified he was.
"What?"
Ning Ming's body tensed reflexively.
This scene was totally bizarre and odd.
In his thirteen years in the village, he had never encountered something so weird.
"【Twins】? I have... a cultivation taboo?"
Inside the room, the man in green robes looked at his other self, as if struck by heavenly thunder. His body shook violently.
An extreme fear, or some other emotion, surged from the depths of his heart and soon shrouded his whole body.
At this moment, even his body felt numb, as if his whole person had fallen into a bottomless black hole.
"No! Impossible! How could something be wrong with me?"
The two men in green robes suddenly yelled at each other, completely unwilling to admit this fact.
"It must be you, this evil thing, deliberately ruining my cultivation!"
The man inside gritted his teeth. Blood seeped into his pupils as if he were a deranged lunatic.
Without another word, he drew his sword from his waist and charged out with a sharp aura, intending to kill.
Swish!
The two instantly rushed into the night, seemingly fighting, but the sounds faded into the stillness.
The dark night was like a mystical ocean, swallowing everything.
Inside the room.
This was Ning Ming's first encounter with such a bizarre matter. Clueless, he could only grip the Long Life Lamp tightly, as if holding onto a lifeline.
"The 【Twins】... Yes, Young Master Tang cultivates the Heaven Lonely Star."
The fat man Wu Xue looked especially solemn at this time. He murmured, "How could this be? Why?"
"Earlier Young Master Tang had guessed something was wrong with the young lady, but who would've thought the problem was with himself instead..."
The tall man still had lingering fears. Sweat kept flowing down his forehead and back, soaking a small area below his feet.
"What exactly is this?"
Ning Ming couldn't help but ask.
Seeing the fire-lit youth, Wu Xue was indecisive. He wanted to chat to distract himself from the terror, "There are many strange occurrences in cultivators' cultivation. A tiny mistake can turn into a taboo, and the 【Twins】 is the anomaly Heaven Lonely Star cultivators encounter at the Eight Rank Realm."
What?
Hearing this, Ning Ming was greatly astonished.
What was with this world? How could cultivators who were like immortals turn into monster-like freaks?
What shocked him even more was that,
the fat man mentioned this incident seemed to be just an "inauspicious omen" that "Heaven Lonely Star" cultivators encounter at the "Eight Rank Realm".
"Are there other ominous things in this world?"
Ning Ming soon realized this and his heart skipped a beat. "Isn't this... everyone fending for themselves!"
"The 【Twins】, formed from the thoughts of Heaven Lonely Star cultivators during cultivation, is identical to the original self, but not a so-called second avatar."
Wu Xue's expression was particularly grave. He said, "If the two do not meet, one can still barely maintain a normal state. But once they meet, the cultivator will be stimulated into madness, willing to do anything to kill the other self. But even so, one can never return to normal afterwards."
Ning Ming noticed the key point, "What do you mean by can't return to normal afterwards?"
Wu Xue let out a bitter laugh. "That is, from then on, one becomes an anomaly of the night."
Swish!
As these words came out, Ning Ming's mind that had remained the same for thirteen years was instantly shocked greatly.
So...
The terror of the night in this world was actually partly caused by cultivators?
The night draped over the little mountain village.
The village was still dead silent. Those two men in green robes were nowhere to be found. The lone room was like being pressed underwater, oppressively breathless.
Inside the room.
Not long after, Ning Ming grew increasingly restless.
It was only a little past midnight this night, but already two people had encountered misfortune.
Chen Jianjia hadn't appeared again since leaving the room. The man in green robes was an Eight Rank Star Phase Realm cultivator, yet he had met such a freakish anomaly.
The long night began tormenting the heart.
The remaining two, Wu Xue also sunk into prolonged silence.
No one spoke, as if all were waiting for daybreak.
Suddenly, Ning Ming noticed a chilling detail from the corner of his eye.
In the dark corner.
That tall man's body kept shaking. Previously thought to be fear, but now after so long, he still twitched nonstop.
Not only that, his feet were covered with a pool of liquid, gathered into a puddle below.
Could that be sweat? Wasn't he pretending to be weak in an exaggerated way?
Recalling the prior incident with the man in green robes, Ning Ming didn't dare to underestimate this and was secretly on guard.
At the same time, that fat man Wu Xue kept peeking at either him or possibly the room behind with his sister. That gaze had some indescribable strangeness...
Just then—
Ning Ming's eyes suddenly contracted. He saw an extremely horrifying scene.
On the pitch-black window, a ghostly face was actually pasted there!
No...
Ning Ming swallowed with difficulty.
That face was...Chen Jianjia!
The other was standing soundlessly outside the window like a ghost, staring straight at him through the window.
Ning Ming fiercely pinched his thigh, not panicking into shouting out. Then he glanced at the other two inside.
They didn't seem to have noticed Chen Jianjia outside the window...
At this time, Ning Ming saw the mouth on that face moving.
"Quickly take the Long Life Lamp and escape..."
Chen Jianjia's face was stuck to the window as she silently mouthed a mind-blowing message,
"All these people are monsters."
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