When Zhou Bai's voice emanated from Du Lan's body, the entire basement began to be infiltrated by the powers of the void, with the Madness Disaster in full effect. Strange human faces emerged from the walls, floor, and ceiling. Figures began to protrude from the walls, as if trying to cross the boundary between the Material World and the void. Insanity, fear, and panic erupted in people's hearts. A Sky Flipping Sect cultist pointed at Du Lan and shouted in alarm. Du Lan touched his own face, shaking his head continuously, and said with a terrified expression, "No... it's not me..." Endless fear took root and sprouted in his heart. In his eyes, the other Sky Flipping Sect cultists had twisted faces filled with murderous intent, and their eyes glowed with an eerie light as they looked at him. His mouth split open, revealing sharp fangs: "Don't come any closer!" The other cultists felt the unrest in their hearts, watching as long and thin human-like figures seemed to begin to prowl out of the surrounding darkness, and the seeds of madness gradually rose in their hearts. Original content can be found at novelFɪre.net "Everyone, lie down!" A cultist shouted, "Don't look at anything! Don't listen to anything!" The speaker was an elder, one of the main leaders of the Sky Flipping Sect in Donghua City, personally invited to join the Sky Flipping Sect by Li Xiuzhu. Upon hearing Liu Gu's words, the cultists looked at the basement, where even the light began to twist, and listened to the overlapping whispers. They exclaimed one by one, "Isn't this just waiting to die? This distortion phenomenon will kill us all." Liu Gu sighed, "But when facing Zhou Bai... this is the only thing we can do. We must not let our curiosity kill us. As for how he chooses... we have no way to influence." With that, he lay on the ground, closing his eyes and shutting off his hearing. On the ground, pairs of pale hands seemed to break through the limits of the void, reaching directly out and grabbing his body. In the crowd, other cultists gradually came to their senses. "If attacked by Zhou Bai, don't look at anything, don't listen to anything..." "Do as he says, this is the Hierarch's command." "We cannot resist him..." One by one, the cultists blocked their senses, despairing and panicking as they slowly lay on the ground. At this moment, truly facing Zhou Bai, they felt how helpless they were, with that feeling of being unable to control their life or death, leaving everything to fate, as if mere mortals facing a natural disaster, without even a method to resist. All this was far more overwhelming than any projection, intelligence, or hearsay they had seen or heard. As he watched one person after another lie on the ground, blood vessels burst in Du Lan's eyes as he clutched his head in terror, retreating towards a corner, muttering, "All dead... all dead..." As each person fell, the basement became silent, with the only sound being whispers echoing through the air. Liu Gu and others, after shutting off their hearing and vision, lay on the ground, feeling as if they were in an endless void of darkness, waiting for fate's verdict. 'Is Zhou Bai still attacking us?' 'Are the others still alive?' In the pure darkness, Liu Gu was unable to do anything, say anything, hear anything, or see anything, waiting for an attack, never knowing when it would come, and at that moment, time had never been so excruciating. Meanwhile, a figure enveloped in twisted light gradually appeared in the basement. Zhou Bai stepped over one fallen figure after another, walking toward Du Lan. Looking at the bodies on the ground, he thought to himself, 'Li Xiuzhu has indeed figured out many of my abilities and has guarded against me. Unfortunately, the Sky Flipping Sect doesn't have the financial strength of the Celestial Court to outfit everyone with treasures that filter information.' 'Faced with me, if one cannot transcend their five senses to fight, they are no different from ants.' In Du Lan's eyes, a creature engulfed in black demon fire approached. Terrified, he shook all over, wanting to stand up and escape, but his will to survive was instantaneously stripped away, and he fell to the ground, fear filling his eyes. Zhou Bai gazed into Du Lan's terrified eyes, his Primordial Spirit power slowly enveloping the latter's body. "Once... I was also afraid. I feared reading the Daoist Canon, feared cultivating, feared facing the distortion, feared confronting the mutations." "Christina, do you know the best way to conquer fear?" In Zhou Bai's sea of consciousness, watching his indifferent face, Christina asked in cooperation, "What?" "...It is to become the fear itself." Du Lan's body began to spasm violently. His mouth gaped open as tendrils slithered out of his seven orifices... After dealing with this cannibal demon Du Lan, Zhou Bai's gaze turned to the other Sky Flipping Sect cultists. Lines of twisted black text crept onto their bodies, quickly covering their clothes. Upon finishing, Zhou Bai left the basement, halting the Madness Disaster, and the strange shadows in the air gradually dissipated. Aside from Du Lan's corpse on the ground and the other fallen Sky Flipping Sect cultists, it was as if nothing had happened. After a long while, Liu Gu had no idea how long he had waited in the darkness; it felt like a lifetime. With a heart filled with anxiety and panic, he finally couldn't help but sit up and open his eyes. Everyone lay quietly on the ground, seemingly unharmed. Liu Gu was suddenly taken aback, noticing twisted black characters on his clothes. "Zhou Bai has left..." "Zhou Bai has yet to leave..." "The being wandering around watches over you." "Close your eyes, for its form brings madness." "Cover your ears, for its whispers bring death." "It spreads twisted blood that flows within you..." Staring at the words on his clothes, Liu Gu's eyes gradually became bewildered as he felt his sanity being distorted. Gritting his teeth, he tried to resist the distortion but couldn't stop... "If you've eaten human flesh, head into the wilderness." "Keep walking, keep reading, until you are exhausted, until you've bled every drop of blood." "If you haven't eaten human flesh, return to the Sky Flipping Sect." "Keep walking, keep reading." "Deliver my gift to Li Xiuzhu..." Liu Gu shakily stood up and stumbled out of the basement. Behind him, one by one, the Sky Flipping Sect cultists gradually rose. As they saw the twisted text on themselves, their eyes gradually turned hollow and vacant, then they too stumbled out of the basement, like walking dead, and began to follow Liu Gu's figure.