Lin Fan is in danger? Lin Fan has already killed them!

As night fell, the forest.

Washed by the torrential rain.

The forest seemed reborn.

The night forest after the rain was exceptionally quiet.

The air was filled with the fresh scent of nature.

The tranquility and peace of the wilderness allowed one's heart to relax and find solace.

Pat!

Suddenly, several figures darted out from the night forest.

Running towards the two houses in the wilderness.

The muddy path after the rain was very difficult to traverse.

Attendant Wu, losing his footing, slipped and fell.

Before he could help Seventy-One Prince, who had fallen with him, to his feet.

He cried out anxiously, "Help! Something's happened, it's a disaster! Someone, quickly!"

A scream echoed through the entire night forest.

The sound, stark in the quiet night, startled everyone inside the house.

As his voice faded.

Snap.

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes and Master Yixiu burst through the door in unison.

"What's going on!"

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes looked intently.

He saw that the person was none other than the ambiguous Attendant Wu.

With several followers beside him.

Seeing his panicked and disheveled state.

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes couldn't help but have a bad feeling.

"Isn't this Mr. Wu who came to visit today? What's wrong?"

Master Yixiu stepped forward, with Qingqing following closely behind.

Attendant Wu, gasping for breath, said in a flurry, "Master, Daoist Priest, quickly... quickly go save them. Otherwise... otherwise it will be too late!"

"That's right, that's right, Daoist Priest. The zombies are eating people!"

A soldier trailing behind said in terror.

Hearing this, everyone felt as if struck by lightning.

Qingqing then walked towards the house.

"What! Zombies eating people? Where, where!"

Jia Le, who appeared after a while, rushed forward upon hearing this.

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes pushed Jia Le's forehead away with his palm.

And continued, "Slow down, don't rush. Tell me what happened first."

Attendant Wu took a deep breath and explained, "It suddenly started pouring rain, and lightning struck a coffin. That zombie suddenly appeared. It emitted green light, then red light, and even repelled the Daoist Priest and the others. Ah, stop asking, just go!"

As he finished speaking, as if recalling the scene, his body still trembled uncontrollably.

Not good!

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes' heart sank.

It only absorbed the lightning.

Has it already reached the Green Zombie stage?

But what about this red light...?

"Master, your Magic Tool."

Qingqing walked out quickly and handed it to Master Yixiu.

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes didn't think further. He looked as if he wanted to devour the person before him.

He reached out and slapped Jia Le's forehead, gritting his teeth and saying, "Your Senior Disciple Brother and Martial Uncle are in danger! Go get the gear quickly! Should I say you're slow to react, or that you're stupid? Master really loves you to death!"

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes' expression was tense.

With Martial Brother Qian He and the assistants from the four directions, there shouldn't be any major trouble.

This group must have been scared back.

Please don't let anything happen, Lin Fan.

Otherwise, I won't be able to explain it to my senior brother.

"Brother Daoist, let's go. What are you still thinking about?"

Seeing Jia Le running out with a bronze sword.

Master Yixiu urged him on.

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes took the bronze sword.

He leaped out, his steps swift and his figure frighteningly fast.

He led the way into the forest, with Jia Le following closely behind.

Seeing this, Master Yixiu also led Qingqing and followed.

Swish, swish.

The group of four hurried on anxiously.

The sound of footsteps crackled on the muddy path, which had been covered by a heavy rain.

"Master, will everything be alright?"

Jia Le asked worriedly.

"Stop the nonsense and hurry up. We have to come whether there's trouble or not."

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes said irritably.

"Look quickly, where are we? A tent!"

Qingqing suddenly stopped everyone and pointed to a conspicuous tent a few meters away.

The group stared intently and saw traces of battle outside the tent.

There were also several corpses on the ground, clad in armor but already charred black.

Talismans were scattered everywhere, and there were clear signs of the Five Thunders Spell striking.

Master Yixiu and Daoist Priest Four-Eyes exchanged glances and nodded.

Then they slowly moved forward.

Just as the group steadily advanced to the side of the tent.

"Gag."

Qingqing couldn't help but gag.

A corpse was kneeling on the ground, its hands completely destroyed, appearing before everyone.

Its head had already been bent backward from being struck.

A bloody piece of throat bone protruded through the skin.

The scene inside the forest was fully visible.

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes' heart leaped in shock.

It's over, something must have happened.

Rustle, rustle.

Suddenly, a sound came from inside the tent.

"Ah!"

A sharp cry rang out.

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes, as if facing a great enemy, picked up the bronze sword.

He flashed to the opening.

Suddenly, the situation changed, not as Daoist Priest Four-Eyes had expected.

Inside the tent, the five masters and disciples, along with Lin Fan, were all present and accounted for.

Everyone was getting up and packing their things.

They were about to leave.

Instantly, Daoist Priest Four-Eyes froze on the spot as if his body had been immobilized.

"What's wrong with Daoist Priest Four-Eyes!"

Seeing that something seemed amiss inside the tent, Master Yixiu hurried forward and pushed it open.

Holding a Magic Tool, he was about to charge into the tent.

Jia Le and Qingqing quickly followed.

The sudden situation inside the tent.

Caused everyone's nerves to tighten again, and they stopped what they were doing.

Lin Fan raised his sword like facing a formidable enemy, peering out beyond the bushes.

He saw their eyes meet, and a slightly awkward expression appeared on their faces.

"Uncle-Master, Senior Brother. What a coincidence, traveling at night?"

Lin Fan broke the silence and spoke.

"Senior Brother, it's wonderful that you're alright."

Jia Le beamed with joy and walked over.

"Come sit inside, Senior Brother, Qingqing. You all sit down too, don't just stand."

Lin Fan beckoned to everyone.

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes heard him and walked inside, then sat down. "Junior Brother, I just saw that androgynous fellow, leading a few people back to seek help. He was very nervous. I knew this little matter wouldn't stump you."

After speaking, Daoist Priest Four-Eyes didn't forget to scan their surroundings.

To ease the awkwardness.

"Sigh."

Suddenly, Daoist Priest Qian He let out a bitter laugh and said, "Senior Brother, you don't know. If it were just an ordinary Green Zombie, the five of us disciples, plus young nephew Lin Fan, should have been without worry."

If you say it a thousand times, if Lin Fan wasn't here tonight.

It's likely everyone would have been doomed.

"Oh? Is there some hidden reason?"

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes seemed to have become interested and looked at everyone.

"Uncle-Master, you don't know. If it weren't for Senior Disciple Brother gaining enlightenment during battle and mastering the Netherworld Sleep Spell to Grand Perfection, holding back the Green Zombie, we would have been in grave danger."

A Dong said gratefully.

As his voice fell.

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes was struck as if by lightning.

His pupils widened, and he looked utterly disbelieving.

He turned and stared intently at Lin Fan.

Netherworld Sleep Spell? Wasn't that Junior Brother's path of formations?

Lin Fan learned it on such a rainy night?

This was nothing comparable to a Body Refining Technique.

The path of formations was profound and unfathomable; it required extreme intelligence.

And what did that kid A Dong just say, enlightenment during battle?

Was Lin Fan some enlightened monk to encounter such good fortune?