A heavy sound echoed, as if soone was fiercely striking sothing. Without hesitation, Yang Haoran hastened his pace.
Xu ijing, on the other hand, didn't mind the depletion of her Yin spirit power. Not only did she create a protective barrier on the surface of her body to shield herself from the stench of the corpses, but she also made herself float, hands in her pockets, drifting behind Yang Haoran like an undead. No matter how fast Yang Haoran moved, she could keep up with him closely.
After a while, Yang Haoran stopped, and the passage ahead widened. It was no longer pitch black; there were torches at intervals lighting up the corridor.
"It seems that the tragedy in Yangjia Bay wasn't caused by wild corpse fiends. It appears to be the work of humans," Xu ijing's voice ca from behind. Hearing this, Yang Haoran's expression changed instantly.
"How do you know?" Yang Haoran asked.
"You'll find out soon," Xu ijing replied without further explanation.
Although Xu ijing didn't explain, Yang Haoran didn't doubt the truth of her words. Xu ijing's strength far surpassed his own, and her sensory abilities were naturally beyond comparison. When she spoke like this, she probably sensed sothing.
A strong sense of killing intent erupted in Yang Haoran's eyes. He pursued this path not only to forcibly take away the corpse puppet parents but also to understand what was happening. He couldn't let his parents die in confusion, or worse, beco controlled corpse puppets of the corpse fiends.
If all of this was the doing of naturally occurring corpse fiends, then he had to eliminate them. Not only to avenge his parents and clan mbers but also to prevent others from suffering.
If all of this was orchestrated by humans, then the tragedy in Yangjia Bay was a preditated massacre. He vowed to personally slaughter the mastermind behind it!
Compared to the forr, the latter made him angrier and seed unforgivable!
"Whoever did this, I will make them pay!" Yang Haoran said solemnly, continuing to run towards the end of the passage. In less than the ti it takes to smoke a cigarette, he finally erged from the passage into a sizable space.
What he saw made his brows furrow involuntarily.
The first thing that caught his eye was several huge stone doors scattered throughout the space. These doors were located in various corners of the space, except for one door that remained closed, all the other doors were wide open.
The massive stone doors were indeed eye-catching, but the large number of corpse puppets also drew attention. They were all gathered outside the closed stone door. At the forefront of the nurous corpse puppets, several of them charged towards the closed massive stone door as if they were insane.
Their bodies collided with the stone door, producing a booming sound that echoed through the space. The sound Yang Haoran heard in the passage was probably the result of the corpse puppets hitting the stone door.
This closed stone door was not ordinary. Besides its size, it was also engraved with a huge and intricate spell.
As these few corpse puppets collided with the stone door, the spell imdiately emitted a burst of golden light. The corpses enveloped by the golden light lted at a visible speed, like snow eting the sun, turning into a pool of pale liquid on the ground.
The dissolution of these corpse puppets didn't deter the others. They continued to charge at the stone door, each ti so lted under the golden light, others imdiately took their place, showing no sign of stopping.
anwhile, the spell on the stone door, with each collision, released dimr and dimr golden light.
"They are depleting the power of the spell on the stone door. What's behind this door?" Xu ijing couldn't help but express her curiosity as she watched the relentless attacks of the corpse puppets.
At this mont, Yang Haoran had no ti for curiosity. He searched among all the corpse puppets, hoping to find his parents. However, he didn't find any trace of them, which made him increasingly anxious.
There were quite a few corpse puppets here, but compared to before at Yangjia Bay, their numbers had already halved. In other words, since he heard the booming sound until now, half of the corpse puppets had already collided with the stone door.
Yang Haoran clearly saw the consequences of the collision with the stone door. Once a corpse puppet hit the door, the inevitable outco was always the sa—all of them would turn into a pool of pale liquid. Now that he didn't find any trace of his parents, did that an his parents had already collided with the door before he arrived in this space?
This result was hard for Yang Haoran to accept. He knew his parents were dead, but he still wanted to preserve their bodies. Perhaps one day, through his efforts, there might be a chance to reunite their souls. Although he knew the possibility was slim, almost zero, he still clung to a glimr of hope.
Yet now, the corpse puppets ford by his parents no longer existed, and that last shred of hope vanished.
Yang Haoran trembled with rage. In his heart, he silently vowed to expose the mastermind behind the scenes. No matter who they were, he wouldn't let them off lightly!
In just a short while, the number of corpse puppets here halved again, while the pale liquid on the ground continued to increase, emitting a nauseating stench constantly!
Xu ijing, standing beside Yang Haoran, also sensed his emotional change. At first, she was puzzled, not understanding why Yang Haoran, who had gradually stabilized his emotions, suddenly beca excited again.
It wasn't until she realized that Father Yang and Mother Yang were nowhere to be found among the corpse puppets that she understood what was going on.
"Motherfucker! Co out here! I know you're here! Co out!" Yang Haoran roared. At this mont, his expression was fierce, a stark contrast to his usual amiable smile.
His roar was simply to vent his inner anger. He didn't expect the other party to actually show up after hearing his roar. But what he didn't expect was that his roar actually had an effect.
Behind an open stone door, rhythmic footsteps suddenly approached.
Dah, dah, dah, dah...
Coldness flashed in Yang Haoran's eyes as he looked towards the direction of the footsteps. In the darkness behind the stone door, two figures appeared—one tall and one short.
The shorter one seed to be around 1.7 ters tall, which wasn't tall compared to normal standards but definitely couldn't be called short, just relatively shorter compared to the tall figure next to him.
The tall one was truly towering, standing at least two or three ters tall, with an extrely robust and muscular build. Words like 'tall' couldn't fully describe him.
The two figures gradually erged from the darkness. When they fully erged from the stone door, their faces ca into view for Yang Haoran and Xu ijing.
Xu ijing looked at the two people with no change in expression, but Yang Haoran, on the contrary, froze in place, his facial expression stiffening!
The tall figure's face and body were highly decayed, with maggots squirming in the decaying parts. Grayish-white Corpse Qi constantly emanated from him.
Yang Haoran didn't recognize the tall figure, but he knew that this tall figure was not human; it was a corpse fiend!
Finally finding the corpse fiend responsible for the tragedy in their entire Yangjia Bay, logically speaking, Yang Haoran's emotions should have been extrely excited. Indeed, Yang Haoran's emotions were extrely excited at this mont, but what made him so excited was not the presence of this tall figure corpse fiend, but entirely because of another person!
This person was wearing a yellow robe, with a yellow bag hanging from his waist. He was wearing a friendly smile as he looked at Yang Haoran, while the tall figure accompanying him stood obediently behind him like a servant.
This person was none other than Master Zhou, the one who perford religious rituals for his uncle, the one whom he thought was a decent person!
Yang Haoran truly didn't expect Master Zhou to appear here. And what his appearance here at this mont represented, even a fool could understand!
"I didn't expect it to be you, damn it! Is all this your doing?" Yang Haoran looked at Master Zhou with a gnashing of teeth.
Master Zhou didn't deny it. Under Yang Haoran's gaze that seed ready to devour him, he nodded with a smile, admitting it readily.
"You damn beast!!!" Yang Haoran was furious. He didn't even ask why the other party did this. At this mont, consud by rage, all he could think of was killing this grandson, for his parents, for his clan mbers!
With a heart full of anger, Yang Haoran fully activated the Yin spirit power within his body. Strong Yin Qi enveloped his body. With a wave of his hand, a chain as thick as an arm rushed towards Master Zhou like a black python!
Master Zhou's expression remained unchanged. Instead of showing any panic or fear, he continued to wear that faint smile, allowing the black chain to attack him.
Just as the black chain was about to hit Master Zhou, at this mont, the tall figure behind him suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the incoming black chain.
The chain was firmly grasped by the big man's large hand, with his great strength, no matter how the chain struggled, it couldn't break free from his grip.
"Corpse fiend!" Yang Haoran's eyes turned cold, his killing intent strong. But at this mont, the one he wanted to kill first was not the corpse fiend but the mastermind behind all this, Master Zhou!
"Haoran, you're really like a child, always resorting to violence upon eting soone. You're not mature and stable at all. So much has happened, don't you want to know why I did this?"
[Heartfelt thankyou for the support! BokuBoku]
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