A Hundred Corpses on the March

Within the ethereal mist, a childlike figure appeared and disappeared amidst the fog!

Upon seeing this, the three of them held their breath.

Qin Yan looked at the misty shadow in surprise; this was the first time he had ever seen a malevolent spirit in the form of a soul.

In his perception, the soul was filled with a chilling aura, and he could vaguely sense various resentments.

"Daoist Chen, are you capable of dealing with this?"

Qin Yan moved slightly closer to Daoist Chen and asked in a low voice.

"It's not a big problem; it's just an Evil Ghost, not yet truly at the level of Fierce Ghost!"

Daoist Chen looked serious, showing little sign of panic.

"However, this evil spirit is relatively difficult to eliminate because it is shrouded in mist."

Don't worry, Brother Qin, with the talisman I gave you, the other party can't harm you.

"Brother Chen, what about me?"

Di Feng trembled slightly and said in a trembling voice.

"Don't worry, Brother Di, you can take this magical artifact for self-defense."

Daoist Chen took out a Bagua Copper Mirror from his Bainada Bag. "Just shine the mirror on that thing when it gets close."

Seeing that the three ignored him, Ghost Mist let out a cold snort.

"Hmph! You won't play with me, I hate you guys."

The child's innocent voice gradually became shrill, its angry cry echoing through the silent village.

The white mist surged and rolled like the tide.

At that moment, a cloud of mist rushed towards Di Feng, and a child-shaped figure could be vaguely seen reaching out a small hand to grab the other's neck.

"Presumptuous!"

Daoist Chen let out a loud shout, his voice like thunder, shaking everyone to their core.

The silver sword in his hand gleamed, and a surge of pure yang energy dispelled the chill around him as he thrust the sword into the Ghost Mist.

With a sharp roar, the pierced Ghost Mist instantly dispersed and disappeared into the fog.

A chill swept over them, and the mist engulfed the three of them.

Seeing this, Daoist Chen's expression turned serious. "The person hiding in the shadows has set up an array in this village. The entire fog is the evil spirit's domain, and dealing with it will probably be more troublesome than dealing with ordinary Fierce Ghosts."

"Is there any way to break the formation?"

Qin Yan frowned and looked around warily.

"It's difficult. This fog not only obscures our vision but also interferes with our five senses."

"The other side has gone to such great lengths; they must have something big planned!"

Qin Yan considered a possibility. "Perhaps the other party wants to take the female corpse!"

"That's possible; they might be trying to use this evil spirit to confuse and interfere with me."

Daoist Chen's heart skipped a beat. "Let's go, to the deep pool."

"Alright! My senses are very sharp; I'll prevent them from launching a sneak attack."

"Then thank you very much, Brother Qin."

Daoist Chen the way, Qin Yan walked to the very end!

The three of them hurried toward the deep pool. During this time, Qin Yan sensed the movement of the Ghost Mist several times, and each time he noticed it approaching in advance.

They traveled all the way to a deep pool.

A chill permeated the air, and the pool showed faint signs of freezing over, with ice crystals already hanging from the banks.

"The air here is thick with a chilling aura; the female corpse has probably already become quite powerful."

Daoist Chen took out a compass, and the pointer on it spun wildly, faintly emitting a spiritual aura.

This is a magical artifact; once it detects negative or evil energy, it will emit spiritual light.

"Look, something's floating up here!"

Di Feng's eyes widened, and he patted Qin Yan on the shoulder, saying, "It looks like a person!"

The two looked in the direction the other was pointing and saw a corpse floating silently on the water, rising and falling with the waves!

"It's just a dead body!"

Daoist Chen breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this, but the next moment his expression froze.

Corpses kept emerging from the lake, filling the entire deep pool in just a few moments.

Regardless of age or gender, they were all upside down, which was incredibly eerie.

Seeing this, everyone held their breath; the scene was truly breathtaking.

"Good heavens! Could the entire village be here?"

Di Feng said, his voice trembling.

"How dare those damned villains do this?"

Daoist Chen was completely stiff; the sight of Qin Yan was truly shocking.

Then, his face filled with rage, he announced that all the villagers, numbering over a hundred, had been murdered.

How could he not be enraged by such a heinous crime of murder!

In his eyes, the entire deep pool was filled with overwhelming resentment and strange occurrences, yet not a single Vengeful Ghost was born.

"This place is extremely unlucky, get out of here!"

Daoist Chen urged the two, "These corpses contain boundless resentment; the slightest movement could cause them to turn into zombies."

The thought of hundreds of corpses simultaneously turning into zombies is enough to send chills down my spine.

"It's probably too late."

Qin Yan swallowed hard. Mist rose from the water's surface, and a faint red figure emerged from the water.

Her stiff body stretched slightly, her dark hair obscuring her face, her figure graceful, as if a gaze were directed at her.

With just one glance, Qin Yan felt the hairs on his body stand on end.

"Di Feng, didn't you say that female corpse was pregnant? It doesn't seem like it."

"What!"

Daoist Chen screamed in alarm, "Brother Qin, are you sure you didn't see wrong?"

He looked at the water's surface, but all he could see was mist; he couldn't make out any red figures at all.

"That's right! She's not pregnant at all; she looks more like a slender, beautiful young woman!"

Qin Yan's words instantly made Daoist Chen's face turn several shades paler.

"It's over, it's over! Hundreds of people are feeding this female corpse; it's probably become quite a force to be reckoned with."

The Mother-and-Child Corpse Sha —even if my sect elders came, they might not be able to subdue them!

"It... it... it moved!"

Qin Yan felt his sleeve tighten, and Di Feng pointed tremblingly at the corpses in the deep pool, and they all stirred.

Daoist Chen's face was grim as he took out a stack of talismans from his Bainada Bag. "These are Corpse-Subduing Talisman. They can be stuck on these corpses to keep them under control."

Qin Yan nodded solemnly and took a stack of talismans from the other party.

The rushing water sounded like heavy hammer blows striking the hearts of the three.

A pale hand reached out to the shore, the body was thin and the old face was expressionless, and the movements were like those of a puppet.

Stiff and awkward, his movements were extremely unnatural.

The moment the Daoist Chen had already made his move. A yellow talisman was instantly stuck to the corpse's forehead, seemingly possessing immense suction, and showed no sign of falling off.

The zombie's movements seemed frozen in time!

"You two, make your move!"

Daoist Chen gave a low shout, his hands continuing their work without stopping, sticking yellow talismans one by one onto the corpse.

Seeing this, Qin Yan dared not be negligent in the slightest, and Desolation instantly pressed himself against a corpse close to him.

"That's it!"

Di Feng gritted his teeth and charged toward the approaching corpses, his feet barely touching the ground as he swiftly pressed his forehead against theirs.

Qin Yan caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye and thought to himself, "This kid does have some skills after all; his lightness skill is probably beyond the reach of ordinary people."

More and more corpses were frozen in place on the shore.

The expressions on their faces grew increasingly tense!

"Daoist Chen, the talisman is gone!"

Di Feng said in a trembling voice.

"I know!" Daoist Chen felt bitter inside; he only had a few dozen Corpse-Fixing Talisman in his hand.

Who would have thought there would be so many corpses here?

"Oh no, that thing is coming!"

As soon as Qin Yan spoke up to remind them, a child's playful laughter echoed in their ears.

A cloud of mist instantly enveloped the frozen corpse on the shore.

The mist turned into water droplets at a visible speed, soaking the yellow talismans. A cold wind blew, and the talismans fell off one by one.

Phew!

A mournful cry suddenly echoed through the cold, deathly silent village!

Unable to discern directions, unsure of where the message came from.

The previously stiff and slow-moving corpse's unfocused pupils instantly turned crimson the moment the shriek rang out, and its speed increased by more than one level.

They frantically surrounded the three of them!