Immortality Cultivation: I Can increase My Stats Using Clansmen's Qi-Blood Chapter 1981 - 978: Breakthrough, Illusion?

Lin Wan’er’s Green Vine Whip transford into countless green shadows, striking away the demonic beasts that lunged at them.

Su Xiaowan continuously unleashed various talismans.

Fireball Talisman, Ice Spike Talisman, Thunderstorm Talisman...

Multicolored lights flickered in the mist, repelling the demonic beasts trying to get close one by one.

However, these mutated demonic beasts seed endless.

After slaying one group, another would surge forward.

There was only bloodthirsty madness in their eyes, completely devoid of fear.

After an hour of fierce combat, the three had killed hundreds of mutated demonic beasts.

Yet the number of demonic beasts around them showed no signs of decreasing.

Instead, they seed to be gathering in greater numbers.

Luo Qingchen’s forehead beaded with sweat.

The prolonged battle had expended much of his spiritual power.

More disconcerting was that he noticed these demonic beasts seed to be consciously herding them in a certain direction.

"No, we can’t continue like this."

Luo Qingchen sheathed his sword, killing a lunging demonic beast, and said gravely.

"We must break free of these creatures soon."

Su Xiaowan was also panting slightly.

Although her talismans were powerful, they were equally draining.

"Senior Brother, which direction should we break through?"

Su Xiaowan asked.

Luo Qingchen surveyed the surroundings.

The mist remained thick, making it impossible to discern directions.

The mutated demonic beasts surrounded them, with many enemies in every direction.

Just then, Bai Ling’er, who had been quietly resting in Lin Wan’er’s arms, suddenly uttered a faint coo.

Her tiny head peeped out from the swaddle, her big, curious black eyes darting around.

Soon after, the leaf marking of the Nine Revolutions Soul Revival Grass at her brow began emitting a gentle golden light.

A faint yet pure Dragon Power emanated from her small body.

Those mutated demonic beasts that had been ferociously attacking were terrified by the Dragon Power, letting out a piercing scream in unison.

They seed to have encountered a terrifying natural enemy and retreated, not daring to co a step closer.

Even the dense mist surrounding them appeared to thin under the impact of the Dragon Power.

"This is..."

A hint of surprise flashed in Luo Qingchen’s eyes.

He hadn’t expected Bai Linger’s Dragon Power to have such a strong deterrent effect on these mutated demonic beasts.

Lin Wan’er and Su Xiaowan also showed expressions of delight.

"Bai Ling’er is amazing!"

Su Xiaowan couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.

Bai Linger seed to understand Su Xiaowan’s praise and proudly shook her little head.

She stretched out her small hand, pointing in the direction ahead to the left, making a series of cooing sounds.

"It seems she’s guiding us."

Lin Wan’er said sowhat uncertainly.

Luo Qingchen looked in the direction Bai Ling’er was pointing.

There, the mist seed thinner than in other places.

Vaguely, a winding, zigzagging path could be seen.

"Let’s go, let’s check it out."

Luo Qingchen decided instantly.

In the current situation, they had no better options.

The three hesitated no longer and imdiately broke through in the direction Bai Ling’er indicated.

Though the mutated demonic beasts still lingered around, they dared not step forward due to fear of Bai Ling’er’s Dragon Power.

This made the three’s breakout much smoother.

After walking along the winding path for about fifteen minutes, the surrounding mist gradually thinned.

The scene before them began to clear.

They found themselves entering an even eerier area.

The ground here was a bizarre dark red, as if soaked in blood.

The air was filled with a strong scent of blood and an unsettling suffocating silence.

The surrounding rocks had strange shapes, so resembling twisted human faces, others like fierce ghostly claws.

Enveloped in mist, the scene was even more haunting and terrifying.

"This place...feels so oppressive."

Su Xiaowan couldn’t help but shiver, speaking softly.

Lin Wan’er furrowed her brows, sensing that the spiritual energy here was more chaotic than before.

Additionally, the air held a negative energy capable of eroding one’s spirit.

Luo Qingchen’s expression also beca exceptionally serious.

He could sense that this area harbored dangers more terrifying than those mutated demonic beasts.

At that mont, the mist ahead suddenly surged violently.

Soon, successive chilling, wailing sounds erged from the depths of the mist.

The sound seed like countless wronged souls weeping or so unknown entities whispering.

Hearing this, the three’s spirits trembled.

An inexplicable fear arose from the depths of their hearts.

"Be careful, sothing is coming."

Luo Qingchen shouted in a low voice, shielding Lin Wan’er and Su Xiaowan behind him.

His divine sense highly focused, warily watching the mist ahead.

The mist surged more and more violently.

Vaguely, so indistinct shadows could be seen wavering in the mist.

The shadows varied in form, so towering and burly, others small and stooped.

They emitted a strong aura of resentnt and death, chilling to the bone.

"It’s...the Lost Souls!"

Su Xiaowan’s voice quivered slightly.

She had once read about Lost Souls in an Ancient To.

It is said that so beings, dying unjustly and filled with resentnt, could beco Lost Souls under special conditions.

These Lost Souls had no consciousness, only endless grudges and hatred for the living.

They would devour the vitality of all living creatures to strengthen themselves.