As the time was almost up, the Taiji Diagram still didn’t budge an inch. The look of mockery on Wolf Carter’s face grew heavier and heavier. If not for his fear of Logan Harris, he probably would have started taunting already.

In contrast, Owen Grant grew more and more disappointed, and increasingly furious with Henry Morgan. He paced anxiously beside the Taiji Diagram, and from time to time would go over and give Henry Morgan a hard kick, making Henry Morgan scream in agony like a slaughtered pig.

Finally, the time was up. Wolf Carter let out a cold laugh: “Time’s up. Didn’t I say that little loser could never make it up here? Hmph!”

Owen Grant’s face was ashen; he had no mood to argue with Wolf Carter. He simply raised his meteoric iron greatsword horizontally, blocking everyone: “Wait, just wait a little longer.”

Unexpectedly, Logan Harris didn’t stop him.

Wolf Carter looked unconcerned. Dragging things out would only benefit their side, since Henry Morgan was one of them after all.

Another half an hour passed. The surrounding wardens and menials, who had been waiting to watch the spectacle, were growing impatient and began to leave in small groups. Owen Grant let out a furious roar, spiritual light and blazing flames erupting wildly from his body. He pressed the meteoric iron greatsword against Henry Morgan’s neck, making as if to chop down.

Henry Morgan let out a heart-wrenching scream, and it looked like blood would soon splatter everywhere.

Just then, Logan Harris, who had been sitting in meditation with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, spiritual light radiating in all directions: “Wait!”

Everyone was stunned. At that moment, a faint rustling sound was heard, and the Taiji Diagram actually opened. Eric Bennett, safe and sound, walked up from below!

Chapter 005: Mutation in the Daoist Canon, Blood Sacrifice Talisman Treasure

Eric Bennett strolled up from beneath the Taiji Diagram. The whole place was dead silent—you could hear a pin drop. Over a hundred people stared in shock, their jaws practically hitting their chests.

After a long moment, Eric Bennett had already walked outside. Seeing the astonished looks all around, he couldn’t help but pause, but still no one reacted. He had no choice but to cough loudly, and only then did everyone snap out of it. Instantly, the place erupted in a buzz of discussion.

“How is this possible?! That loser actually made it out.”

“Five days—he lasted a full five days! That’s on par with Jack Turner. How on earth did this kid do it?”

“Could it be that the fool just had extraordinary luck…”

Owen Grant let out a long sigh to the heavens, muttering something under his breath. After a moment, he lowered his head and looked at Eric Bennett with relief, his tiger eyes slightly red, nodding repeatedly: “It’s good you made it out, it’s good you made it out…”

The Blake Carter father and son stared at Eric Bennett in shock. Blake Carter was somewhat composed, but Wolf Carter’s eyes were full of disdain. He curled his lip and muttered to himself, “He just got lucky, a loser will always be a loser. Does he really think he can be compared to Jack Turner? Hmph!”

Henry Morgan broke out in a cold sweat. Seeing Eric Bennett suddenly emerge, he finally let out a long breath and plopped down on the ground. His crotch was soaking wet, and a stench filled the air—he’d actually pissed his pants in fright.

Only Logan Harris seemed unsurprised. The old man squinted his eyes and smiled inscrutably, hands folded behind his back, and quietly walked away, ignoring everyone else.

Owen Grant gave Henry Morgan a kick, sending him flying out of the stone tower: “Get lost! If you dare bully my brother again, I’ll never let you off!” Henry Morgan rolled away like a ball under his foot.

Suddenly, Wolf Carter shouted, “The fool must have gone mad! Quick, seize him!”

The people around were still in shock, but Wolf Carter’s shout snapped them out of it, and with a whoosh, they all rushed toward Eric Bennett.

Owen Grant hated it when anyone called Eric Bennett a “fool.” He glared fiercely at Wolf Carter, but the latter didn’t care at all, even giving him a provocative smile.

Owen Grant was also worried that Eric Bennett might go berserk, so he had no time to argue with Wolf Carter and hurried over to check on Eric Bennett.

Everyone swarmed forward. Eric Bennett quickly waved his hands: “I’m fine, I’m not crazy, really, don’t…”

But the crowd had already grabbed him, all talking at once—some wanted to feed him Qingming Pills, others wanted to lock him in the Demon-Severing Array.

Eric Bennett shouted, “If anyone doesn’t want me to lead them into the Abyss of the Departed, just keep it up!”

Everyone froze. The Blake Carter father and son, ever shrewd, were the first to react, their faces turning extremely ugly. Blake Carter flung his sleeve and turned to leave. Wolf Carter, however, was unwilling to give up. He made a contemptuous gesture at Eric Bennett with his pinky, shook it disdainfully, and then followed his father out.

Eric Bennett saw Wolf Carter’s mocking provocation, and all the memories of Wolf Carter in his mind suddenly surfaced, making Eric Bennett instantly furious.

Wolf Carter could be said to be the person Eric Bennett hated most in all of Ruolu Prison. He was about the same age as Eric Bennett, and the two of them had grown up in Ruolu Prison with many other children. Wolf Carter was a genius, and especially liked to pick on “the fool” Eric Bennett. When he was five, Wolf Carter once stood on a wall and peed down Eric Bennett’s neck. After the age of ten, he bullied Eric Bennett every few days. Whenever he learned a new move or spell, he would always look for Eric Bennett for “practical training,” beating Eric Bennett up in front of everyone until he was rolling on the ground.

When Eric Bennett shouted that sentence, everyone fell silent. Not because they were thinking, but because they were shocked once again.

“Five days, and he’s still normal! Even Jack Turner couldn’t do that…”