A strange low sound, like the roar of a wild beast, came from under the knife.

The whole room began to vibrate slightly.

As Lu Sheng slowly pulled out the knife, the ground in the room began to tremble more and more. A twisted, weird black mist filled with evil whispers spread out from under the black stone.

A low, loud, and vibrating voice slowly sounded.

"I have been asleep for five years"

boom!

Lu Sheng slammed the knife back into place.

"It's okay, I just came to take a look at this knife." He smiled. "You continue."

Like water being sucked into a whirlpool, the black mist was quickly sucked into the gaps under the black stone. The trembling in the whole room quickly returned to calm.

A strong voice of unwillingness, anger, frustration, and pain turned into a subtle buzzing sound, trying to be transmitted through the ground.

But to no avail, the long knife seemed to be some kind of powerful seal, perfectly sealing and blocking the voice and emotions.

Lu Sheng looked at the knife and found that although there was Yin Qi on it, it didn't seem to be strong.

This knife also has some kind of powerful supernatural power, far beyond that of the mask, but the Yin Qi on it is far less than that of the mask.

So he stepped back decisively.

Although there is huge resistance when inserting it back, this resistance is negligible for his terrifying physical strength.

For ordinary people, even the children of aristocratic families and schools may not have the strength to insert the knife back.

But for Lu Sheng, it’s just like pulling out toothpicks.
Chapter completed!