Ye Shuli and Jiang Ye stood in place as the surrounding cultivators closed in around them. They could feel the malice radiating from the crowd, yet they were utterly helpless. Eerie laughter drifted from the Evil Alchemist's dwelling, making Ye Shuli's heart tighten, while Jiang Ye could not help but speak up once more.
Surrounded by an ever-growing number of cultivators, Ye Shuli and Jiang Ye felt hostile gazes stabbing at them like physical blades, the oppressive weight making it almost difficult to breathe.
In the distance, bursts of eerie laughter echoed from the Evil Alchemist's residence, mocking their plight. The laughter pierced their hearts like toxic thorns, compounding the tension of an already perilous situation.
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