Chapter 649
Dense Aura of Death
Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed past their sight.
Chen Ze's heart tightened, and almost at the same moment, he felt a strong sense of crisis.
He instinctively grabbed Tian Siyao and Chen Ze, and the three of them immediately stopped.
"What was that just now?" Tian Siyao almost screamed, her face already as pale as paper.
Chen Ze took a deep breath, his brows furrowed. "I don't know, but it's definitely not something good."
“We have to prepare for the worst,” Chen Ze said, giving them a deep look. “If we really encounter danger, use the Qingling herbs I gave you before; at least they can save your lives.”
Tian Siyao nodded. Although she was scared, she knew that now was not the time to back down.
“Alright, let’s move on, but be more careful.” Chen Ze gripped the Yin-Yang Mirror tightly in his hand, as if searching for some kind of support.
Always remain vigilant.
The three embarked on an unknown journey once again, with the eerie roar behind them still echoing, but they knew that retreating was not the way to solve the problem.
They had no choice but to grit their teeth and move forward into the unknown threat, their hearts filled with unease and fear, but also with a stronger determination to move forward.
In a narrow passage, Chen Ze, Tian Siyao, and their companions finally encountered an attack from a vengeful ghost.
A sudden gust of cold wind blew by, carrying an aura of evil.
Chen Ze gripped the shovel tightly, his pupils contracting slightly as he braced himself for the impending impact.
He turned to Tian Siyao and asked, "Are you ready?"
Tian Siyao replied, "Since we're here, we have no choice but to face it." Her voice revealed a hint of determination, as if she were using that strength to resist the oppressive darkness around her.
The vengeful spirits come in various forms; some resemble rotting zombies, while others look like monsters burned by fire, but their strength is not particularly great.
Chen Ze felt a sense of oppression, as if a huge net was tightening little by little.
They howled and slowly emerged from the darkness.
Tian Siyao noticed the strange markings on the wall and realized that this was not just an ancient tomb, but more like a trap filled with evil power.
She turned to Chen Ze and said, "Be careful, the evil spirits here are not simple; they can shapeshift." Chen Ze nodded, understanding that this battle would be no easy task.
Suddenly, one of the vengeful ghosts opened its blood-red maw and pounced on them like a ferocious beast.
Chen Ze gripped the shovel tightly, aimed at the ghost's vital point, and swung it down suddenly.
The shovel emitted a sharp whistling sound the instant it struck the vengeful ghost.
The vengeful ghost was knocked back a few steps, but immediately returned to its original form.
"Watch out! They'll attack again!" Tian Siyao warned.
Chen Ze did not let his guard down; he turned around and blocked the attack of another vengeful ghost.
Not to be outdone, Tian Siyao used the surrounding stone walls to move quickly and avoid the ghost's attacks.
After a fierce battle, the three finally defeated the evil spirits one by one.
Tian Siyao withdrew her wary gaze and breathed a soft sigh of relief. But this did not completely lower their guard. Chen Ze glanced at Tian Siyao, and both of them understood that this was clearly not a simple ancient tomb, but a place filled with evil power.
“We need to be careful. I have a feeling there are more unknown dangers here,” Chen Ze said in a low voice, his eyes flashing with vigilance.
Tian Siyao nodded: "Yes, we must be ready at all times." Chen Ze gripped the shovel in his hand again, and the atmosphere around them became increasingly oppressive.
The eerie markings on the walls seemed to be a reminder that this was just the beginning.
Tian Siyao smoothed her hair, tightened the straps of her backpack, and her eyes were full of determination.
The three took a deep breath and continued forward, but with each step, it felt as if they were probing Chen Ze's tightly gripped torch. The flame flickered in the dark cavern, making the eerie markings appear even more terrifying. He stood there, as if he felt these markings were telling him something, but he couldn't understand a word they were saying.
Yan Xiaoxiao walked up, with only a thin layer of air between her and the mark.
She reached out and lightly touched the intricate, interwoven lines with her fingertips.
At that moment, her gaze seemed to transcend time and space, witnessing a terror that did not belong to this world.
She immediately withdrew her hand, her face as pale as paper.
“These markings seem to be used to seal something; we must be careful.” Yan Xiaoxiao’s lips moved slightly, her voice trembling almost imperceptibly.
Chen Ze nodded, glancing at the torch in his hand, as if even that flame was insufficient to dispel the shadows in his heart.
He looked around; the walls of the cave resembled wrinkled old faces, staring at them crookedly.
Suddenly, a low, sinister laugh echoed through the cave, sending chills down one's spine.
Yan Xiaoxiao gripped Chen Ze's arm tightly, her eyes wide open, as if searching for the source of the sound.
Chen Ze felt a sense of foreboding, and he decided to take out his Yin-Yang Mirror to take a look.
He put on his glasses and carefully looked around.
Sure enough, in a corner of darkness, he saw a blurry figure, and the eerie mark was the evil power emanating from this figure.
“We are not the only creatures here.” Chen Ze took a deep breath, trying to suppress his fear, but his tone betrayed his nervousness.
Yan Xiaoxiao's face also turned serious. She stopped speaking, but her gaze became firm.
At that moment, the two realized one thing: they not only had to face these terrifying markings, but also other unknown and hostile beings.
Just then, the figure suddenly moved, so fast that it was almost impossible for anyone to react.
It lunged at Chen Ze and Yan Xiaoxiao with an indescribable malice.
Their hearts tightened, and Yan Xiaoxiao involuntarily let out a scream, while Chen Ze reflexively raised the torch in his hand.
Then stare straight ahead.
The firelight and the shadow of evil intertwined, creating a suffocating atmosphere of tension.
"Are you ready?" Chen Ze looked at Yan Xiaoxiao nervously, his eyes filled with uncertainty, but even more so with determination.
Yan Xiaoxiao nodded, her hands clasped tightly together. She knew that the choice she made at this moment might affect their fate.
The two exchanged a glance, their minds in perfect harmony, and prepared to face the unknown challenges ahead.
But they all knew that this expedition had far exceeded their initial expectations, and every step felt like walking on the edge of a cliff.
The cave was dark and damp, with a foul, fishy smell permeating the air.
Chen Ze gripped the Yin-Yang Sword tightly in his hand, his eyes scanning his surroundings warily.
Tian Fen'er nervously gripped the hem of his clothes, fearing some unforeseen danger might occur.
"This place feels really uncomfortable," Tian Fen'er said, a hint of fear in her voice.
Chen Ze took a deep breath and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." As he spoke, he took out the Yin-Yang Mirror from his pocket, preparing to see if there was anything unusual in this cave.
Just then, a chilling laugh rang out, accompanied by an increasingly intense aura of death.
Suddenly I saw a ghost face.
Tian Fen'er screamed almost reflexively and fainted instantly. (End of Chapter)