Chapter 108: Captured

  "Brush!"

  A flash of sword light, blood flowers bloom in all directions.

  A corpse fell to the ground, with a sword slash from its right shoulder to its left ribcage, half of its body had been split open by this single sword strike. The intestines inside its belly, which had long since rotted away, spilled out onto the ground, emitting a foul odor.

  Half of his body fell to one side, but he hadn't completely lost consciousness. His lifeless eyes flickered twice, and his remaining left hand grasped at the air as if trying to grab something, while a low hum escaped his lips. In this twilight mist, it seemed even more eerie.

  Zheng Wanqiu's face was deathly pale, after striking out with his sword, he stopped and caught his breath, lightly panting a few times, then raised his left hand to wipe away the sweat beads on his forehead.

  The forty-sixth.

  This was the forty-sixth corpse he had split open, and around them were hundreds more, slowly closing in.

  These corpses, compared to ordinary people, have no advantages other than slightly greater strength. They move slowly, react slowly, and lack intelligence, relying solely on their most primitive instincts to chase after living creatures, which are their food.

  If it were in peacetime, let alone a few hundred, even several thousand such corpses would not be a big deal. With the sword key released, as many as there are, that's how many die.

  But now it's not possible.

  Fog

  Fog has problems

  The thin fog grew thicker and thicker, the visibility around them lower and lower, it was no longer just a matter of isolating their spiritual awareness. The three people simultaneously felt that their true yuan operation was becoming more and more difficult, slow, until later on, the true yuan in their bodies actually gradually stopped listening to their commands.

  If the true yuan cannot be mobilized, it means that the immortal sword cannot be used to escape, nor can the Taoist techniques be applied, and only pure physical strength and the immortal sword in hand can be used to deal with the crisis at hand.

  They are all cultivators, and although their physical strength has increased to some extent during the cultivation process, compared to ordinary people, they are not much stronger. The immortal sword in hand is sharp, but lacks the true yuan's urging, and compared to an ordinary sharp sword, it is not much stronger, only less prone to damage.

  With three swords, the three of them had been holding on for nearly an hour and were already at their limit.

  The increasingly thick fog not only locked up their true yuan, but also began to erode their bodies.

  The movements of the three people became slower and slower, and their panting sounds gradually grew louder.

  "Two Taoist brothers, this won't do!" He Hong exclaimed breathlessly. As a woman, she was inherently physically weaker and couldn't hold on much longer.

  If it were in ordinary times, this voice would have been enough to make the two of them infatuated, but unfortunately, in this eerie, bloody and disgusting place, neither of them had that kind of thought.

  But He Hongfen's words were not wrong.

  If it goes on like this, it will be troublesome.

  What else can be done in such a situation?

  He Hong's face twisted into a bitter smile.

  This Zheng Wanqiu and Zhou Ziren, although they are cultivators and even the best among the three generations of disciples in their sect. However, after all, they came from a small school and had nothing else except for a decent sword on them.

  Her beautiful nose tip moved involuntarily, as if she had smelled something, and a hint of anger flashed in the bottom of her eyes.

  "You're still thinking about eating pork legs at a time like this? Don't you know to come and help out? Do you have to wait until these two idiots get seriously injured before you take action, or do you think the Demon Gate has another trick up their sleeve?"

  "What a useless bunch!"

  Kong Zhan sat steadily on a tree, which was only tens of meters away from the three people. He held a roasted pig leg in his hand, gnawing at it while gazing through the misty air, which had an eerie quality to it but couldn't obscure his vision. As he watched the three figures slow down, he felt a sense of listlessness and boredom rising up within him.

  "Alas, their strength is still too weak. Moreover, they didn't even use a decent magical artifact. I wonder how their sect could be so careless as to let them get involved in this matter!" He lightly shook his head, gnawed off the last piece of meat on the pig leg, and flicked his fingers.

  The pork chop suddenly flew out of his hand and split into hundreds of small pieces in mid-air, followed by the sound "Puff... Puff...!"

  After a few clear echoes, hundreds of slowly walking corpses stopped in their tracks, stood still, and waved their hands irregularly. Then, they slowly fell to the ground, their limbs twitching abnormally, but unable to take another step forward.

  Hundreds of tiny bone fragments did not kill these corpses, in fact, they could not be killed. These corpses were originally just some walking dead, even if their bodies were pierced, it would not have much effect.

  The tiny but razor-sharp sword intent carried in the bone particles, at the moment of entering the corpse's body, shattered all the remaining muscle and skeleton, making it impossible for these corpses to move again.

  The three of them finally let out a sigh of relief, but their faces showed some confusion.

  "These ghost things are quite scary!"

  When Kong Zhen's unique lazy voice sounded in their ears, the three of them almost simultaneously let out a sigh of relief.

  Although this lazy tone and voice used to sound a bit annoying in the past, now it sounds like the sound of silk being pulled apart.

  He patted his hands, and in a very ungraceful manner, wiped the greasiness on his hands onto his body. Kong Zhuo walked over with a smiling face, "Sorry, I'm late, but have you three found anything?"

  Kong Zuo said, his eyes seemed to be thinking as he swept over He Hongxian's body, "Sister He, your speed is quite fast!"

  He Hongxian smiled, her smile was just right, without answering, but didn't make people feel a bit rude.

  Zheng Wanqiu smiled wryly, "What else can we investigate? We just arrived here and got trapped in the fog, then these corpses appeared. Where's the time to snoop around?"

  "This fog is indeed strange!" Kong Zhan said, looking around at the misty air filled with moisture. He lightly raised his left hand, and a strand of gentle whirlwind rose from his palm. It quickly broke free from his grasp, and then a loud gust of wind swept over, blowing away the surrounding fog. The mist around the four people dispersed, revealing their surroundings.

  "Be careful!" At this moment, Zhou Ziren on the side exclaimed and jumped up.

  Jumped!

  Zheng Wanqiu and He Hongxian's faces also changed at the same time, and He Hongxian was even more exaggerated, letting out a shrill cry, her feet jumping straight up, her slender and delicate body involuntarily leaning towards the three people.

  This made Zheng Wanqiu and Zhou Ziren's blood boil with rage, leaving them at a loss for what to do.

  It's that Kong Zong kid, with a thick old face, smiling and scratching his hands, seemingly wanting to eat He Hongfen's tofu.

  It's just that every time his hand was about to touch He Hongfen, He Hongfen's body would cleverly dodge and leave Kong Zhuo grasping at nothing.

  Underfoot, several black, fist-sized beetles scurried about in all directions. They moved very quickly.

  Two of them had even crawled onto Zhou Ziren's legs. Zhou Ziren reacted quickly, his hand rose and fell with his sword, chopping the two beetles down. White pulp splattered everywhere, emitting a nauseating stench.

  But this is not the end.

  All that could be heard was the sound of "thud, thud----!" Countless black beetles crawled over from all directions. Upon closer inspection, everyone was shocked to discover that these insects had actually crawled out of the skulls of the rotting corpses.

  "Be careful, this insect is poisonous!" Zheng Wanqiu shouted. Although the fog had dispersed, Zhen Yuan hadn't fully recovered yet. If he wasn't careful, he would be bitten by that beetle. He only felt a numbness at the wound for an instant, but in that moment, his entire left leg lost all sensation.

  Zhou Ziren saw that the situation was not right, and urged the true yuan that had just recovered a little. His left hand formed a seal, and a red light flashed on his body. A bright flame burst out of his hand, and then swept away, a large cluster of flames surged out like a wave.

  Fire Style? Fire Wave Technique

  After the baptism of fire, all black beetles within a radius of ten feet were burned to charcoal and no longer posed a threat. However, the "tick-tock, tick-tock" sound around them grew louder and closer.

  "Look----!" In the midst of He Hongxian's exclamation, far away, in the fog, a black line appeared on the horizon, surrounding them from all sides, forming a circle, rapidly rushing towards them, gradually getting closer.

  As the countless black beetles approached, the three people's breathing became heavier, especially He Hongxian, whose small face turned pale and whose enchanting eyes also showed a hint of mist.

  No matter how suspicious she was, no matter what her purpose was, a woman was just a woman. When faced with something that suddenly appeared, there was an inherent fear, and even cultivators were not exceptions.

  Now seeing thousands of worms crawling towards her feet, it's impossible not to be afraid.

  This reaction made Kong Zhuang feel quite satisfied, at least in terms of gender, He Hongxian didn't lie.

  Zheng Wanqiu and Zhou Ziren have been affected by the fog just now, and they no longer have any fighting power. As for He Hongxian, whether her current fright is true or false, she will absolutely not make a move at this time.

  Looking at the expressions of the three people, he calculated their reactions in his heart, which were basically similar to what he had previously expected.

  So Kong Zhan didn't say anything else, his left foot lifted off the ground with only his toes touching, while his right heel remained still. The soles of his feet lightly tapped on the ground twice, making a "tap tap" sound. Along with this "tap tap", He Hongxian and the others felt that the space around them seemed to undergo some kind of strange transformation.

  But what kind of change it is, they can't say clearly again.

  But in an instant, everything had an answer. The black line composed of countless beetles stopped and began to sink into the ground after entering within ten zhangs of them. The surrounding ground suddenly disappeared and turned into a huge pit that swallowed all the tens of thousands of black beetles.

  Then, Kong Zhuo's foot tapped on the ground a few more times, and the surrounding ground returned to its original state. Earth movement, land subsidence.

  Technique doesn't have to be perfect, sometimes it just needs to be good enough.

  Seeing all the insects around them disappear, the three of them let out a sigh of relief at the same time. Just as they were about to speak, Kong Zhan raised his hand and made a silencing gesture.

  At the time when three people were puzzled, Kong Zhuo mentioned the front of his left foot again.

  "Thud! Thud!"

  This time, however, the ground did not sink down again.

  A hundred feet west, a loud shout came from inside a dilapidated house, and then a figure burst out of the house and shot straight into the sky.

  It's fast, but there is even faster.

  Almost simultaneously with his appearance was a huge thorn.

  A sharp thorn suddenly protruded from the ground, its speed not inferior to that of the figure's shadow. It almost burst out with the shadow, surpassing it by a fraction.

  What's going on with the land? Suddenly stabbed

  As he watched the dagger about to stab him, the dark figure in mid-air hesitated for a moment, and in a flash of lightning, swung his sword backward.

  "Brush----slap----"

  A faint hum, the spear pierced the ground, its tip was cut off, but its speed didn't decrease at all.

  With the power of this sword, that person gained a slight breathing space, and his speed suddenly increased as he fled towards the sky. The earth spear, however, stopped after extending nearly a hundred feet, standing upright in the night fog, looking particularly eerie. At this time, the figure in the air had almost become a black dot.

  "Run, can you run!" Kong Zhuo's mouth curved upwards in an arc, his right hand raised, palm up, and five fingers clenched.

  Earthbound

  In the distant horizon, a pair of invisible giant hands quietly formed, tightly binding the figure that had already turned into a black dot, and then pulled down.

  "Ah----!"

  It happened suddenly, and the black shadow exclaimed, without making any reaction, was pulled by Kong Zhuo to the front of the four people.

  So embarrassing, got scolded by a girl and felt depressed!