NOVEL NEXT Chapter 564: Eerie
Clang~
Clang~
At the end of the endless ruins at the mouth of the long street, a dull collision sound kept coming.
The sky was dim yellow, the fog drifting, and most of the main street paved with green stones was damaged. At the end of the ruins, however, two figures shrouded in blood mist staggered toward the long street.
The two walked side by side, with a half-withered, half-green vine as thick as an arm resting on their shoulders. Two yellow gourds hung from the vine, swaying and occasionally colliding, emitting a muffled sound.
This sound seemed to possess some sort of magic. As it reached Zhao Sheng's ears, he felt a tightness in his chest and shortness of breath, his blood boiling uncontrollably, almost bursting out of his body.
When they got closer, Zhao Sheng's heart trembled, and he could see their bizarre appearance clearly.
Every two steps they took, the flesh and blood on their bodies strangely fell off in bits and pieces, but before it could touch the ground, it evaporated into a great stream of blood gas in mid-air, integrating into the surrounding blood mist.
As they got closer, the road was wide but uneven. With the clang of the gourd's collision, their flesh gradually fell away, leaving only two stark white human-shaped skeletons.
Despite this, the two skeletons continued to stagger towards the long street. The gourd vine still pressed steadily on their shoulders.
"Hong Guang Heavenly Venerate above! What... what is this ghostly thing?!"
"Run, run, a wise man keeps out of danger!"
"Not good, they're about to rush in! Run quickly!"
"Heaven's eyes have opened, finally a Strange Treasure delivered itself. Hehehe, no one try to take my opportunity, it's mine!"
This strange and inexplicable scene instantly caused an uproar. At that moment, a few people turned pale and hastily "logged off," while others, eyes gleaming, rubbed their fists and prepared to snatch the Strange Treasure.
Zhao Sheng's gaze never left the skeletons. He tapped the ground lightly with his foot and, like Shrinking Land into Inches, instantly arrived at the side of the White Robed Elder, asking in a heavy tone, "Senior, what do you think?"
"Strange and bizarre! I, having frequented Gray Mountain for nearly a hundred years, have never seen such a weird occurrence... Wait! I seem to have heard a senior mention a similar eerie story."
The White Robed Elder's face changed drastically as he spoke, and he suddenly said urgently, "Disaster! Disaster is coming! Bai Mei, let me advise you: go back quickly, don't get involved in this kind of matter! I'm leaving, you... you take care!"
No sooner had the words fallen, the White Robed Elder's figure became insubstantial, vanishing without a trace in an instant.
Heed others' advice, and live a long life!
Zhao Sheng originally intended to leave immediately, but at this moment, the two skeletons suddenly collapsed, their bones shattering on the ground, then in full view, turning into blood gas and merging into the bloody mist above.
Clang~
The gourd vine, along with the two yellow gourds, fell to the ground, landing only a dozen steps away from the street's mouth.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed, and he suddenly stopped in his tracks.
On the other side, among the seven who hadn't run, the three closest to the street suddenly lunged forward with lightning speed, racing to the gourd vine.
"How dare you! Stop for me."
"Taoist, together!"
Seeing this, the other four simultaneously exerted their strength, their movements like electricity, leaving trails of afterimages as they leapt.
Whoosh!
A sound of breaking through the air emitted as Zhao Sheng employed the Shrinking Earth to Inches Technique, his figure flickering as he instantly crossed twenty zhang of void to reach the edge of the street.
In the next moment, his expression changed slightly, his feet stomped down fiercely, breaking through the stone slabs and sinking inches into the ground while his spine twisted powerfully, instantly forcing him to stop where he stood.
Ah ah!
At the same time, a shrill cry suddenly erupted ten steps ahead of him.
The three who had just rushed into the blood mist had their whole bodies' flesh dissolving and melting, like being doused with concentrated sulfuric acid, visible to the naked eye, then merging into the blood mist, leaving only three pink skeletons in the blink of an eye.
Soon, the three skeletons also turned into blood mist.
This horrifying scene immediately stunned the others.
However, two of them couldn't stop in time and suddenly collided into the blood mist.
Despite their desperate struggle to free themselves from the entanglement of the blood mist, all efforts were in vain.
In less than two breaths, both were reduced to fleshless bones, ultimately turning into the blood mist.
It's worth noting that one of them was wrapped fully in armor, not a trace of flesh exposed.
Even so, he couldn't escape becoming blood mist. The armor seemed entirely useless.
Now only three remained on the long street, Zhao Sheng among them. Of the other two, one wore dark leather armor, his skin a faint gold, dignified in appearance, but his specific cultivation level was unclear.
The last had sword-like brows and cold eyes, with a slender build. At this moment, he was slowly putting on a pair of golden-light clawed gloves.
The middle-aged man in leather armor turned his head to Zhao Sheng and slowly walked over, smiling, "Friend, you—"
But before he could finish, a knuckle-detailed fist rapidly enlarged in front of his eyes, the oncoming wind almost tearing his skin apart.
In an instant, the middle-aged man seemed to see the attacking fist suddenly expand immeasurably, filling the heavens and earth magnificently.
"Die!"
In a flash, a cold, ruthless shout burst into his ears.
The sound was as loud as thunder, seemingly containing an unimaginable mighty will, shaking his spirit to the core, making his vision go black, his body completely rigid.
With a snap, the middle-aged man's head exploded like a watermelon, splattering blood and brain matter everywhere.