I couldn't see my fingers in the corridor. Lin Qingyang was digging at the rough, wet stone wall, stumbling forward one step at a time, unable to tell the direction at all.
I don't know how long I had been running in the dark when a faint green light suddenly lit up in front of me.
Lin Qingyang was pounding in his heart, slowing down and approaching cautiously. Just as he was about to get closer and take a closer look, he tripped on something, and he suddenly jumped forward. The moment he put his palms on the ground, he lowered his head following the glimmer of light, and there was a headless corpse lying straight on the ground!
Lin Qingyang's scalp exploded, and before he could scream, he felt the hand of the headless corpse suddenly slowly lift up and grab his arm.
"Ah!"
Amidst the sharp screams, Lin Qingyang threw away the headless corpse and retreated backwards on hands and feet.
"You stepped on my hand."
A muffled voice floated faintly from the side.
Lin Qingyang froze and turned his head stiffly. He saw Ku Rong's head sitting upright on a piece of gravel next to him. The vines above his head were emitting a faint emerald green halo in the darkness.
Lin Qingyang almost couldn't catch his breath. He clutched his rapidly beating heart. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Do you have to be so scary?"
"What can I do?" Ku Rong rolled his eyes angrily, "That bastard came up and chopped off my head. If it weren't for my special constitution, you would have to give me incense now!"
Ku Rong is half of the bloodline of Ku Rong Dryad. As long as the root system is not damaged, he will definitely not die if he loses his head.
Ku Rong's head moved and he continued to mutter, "The man who slashed me with a sword came in, and I'm really worried. Just now I felt that a lot of Demonic Qi under the cave suddenly dispersed, so I came down to look for you, but in the dark I couldn't find where my body was."
Lin Qingyang sighed helplessly, "That's because all the Demonic Qis in the cave were sucked by Cang Mo."
"All sucked?" Ku Rong's eyes widened in surprise, and then he thought of something and asked, "Where are the others? Why are you the only one? Have you found Nirvana Lotus?"
Lin Qingyang sat down on the ground, recalling the corpse fraud and chaos just now, with a look of despair on his face. "This matter... is a bit complicated to talk about."
"If you find it, you find it. If you don't find it, you don't find it. What is complexity?"
While the two were talking, Lin Qingyang suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing past his neck. He turned around suddenly and saw that in the boundless darkness where he came from, a gloomy Demonic Qi was approaching rapidly, carrying a strong wind.
"Oops, we're catching up!" Lin Qingyang rolled to the ground and stood up.
"Who is it?" Ku Rong's head is still asking.
Lin Qingyang didn't bother to explain at all. Seeing the red shadow approaching like a ghost, he took out a Demon-Capturing Ball with his backhand and smashed it. Taking advantage of the moment when the golden light exploded, he picked up the head on the ground and ran away.
"Hey, hey, hey! Be gentle! Don't pull my hair!" Ku Rong's head was shaking violently in Lin Qingyang's arms, and he was still asking, "Who is chasing you?"
"That's the one we're looking for! Cang Yu's sweetheart!" Lin Qingyang gasped and ran wildly.
The head in his arms was strangely silent for two seconds, and then he said in shock, "It's a man!"
"Is this the point!" Lin Qingyang just wanted to throw this head out, "The point is that he is a living person now! And I can't believe it has been five hundred years. If we had to work together to plot against Cang Yu, I almost dug out my eyeballs just now!"
Before he finished speaking, a burst of wind screamed from behind. It was obvious that Demon-Capturing Ball could not trap the ancient monster at all.
"How dare you play tricks on me!" Wu Yun's angry shout echoed in the corridor.
A bolt of Red Silk flew out suddenly and hit Lin Qingyang's back hard. Lin Qingyang groaned, and his whole body was blown away by the huge force. He rolled several times on the rough stone floor before barely stopping. The head of Ku Rong in his arms also rolled out with a "gurgling".
Dark clouds slowly walked out of the darkness, with cold anger lingering around them, and those inhuman vertical pupils stared at Lin Qingyang.
"I really didn't lie to you! It's really five hundred years later!" Lin Qingyang's back hurt, and he was half-supported, trying to cry without tears.
Ku Rong rolled to the side and adjusted his perspective. After seeing the dark clouds clearly, he said in surprise, "Is he really alive? Could it be that Nirvana Lotus can come back to life?"
Wu Yun's eyes moved to the head on the ground following the sound, and he frowned slightly. Then he stepped forward, bent down and grabbed Ku Rong's hair, lifted his head into the air, and took a closer look.
"It's Half-Demon." Wu Yun sneered and licked his chapped lips. His eyes didn't look like he was looking at a human head, but rather like looking at a crisp fruit. "I slept for too long, so I just used it to replenish my body."
"Can you please stop eating people at every turn!" Lin Qingyang said a little collapsed.
Ku Rong, who was being carried in mid-air, didn't panic at all, and even started to talk to Lin Qingyang about it. "Five hundred years ago, Demon Clan had such a barbaric custom. It was normal to just grab a little monster and eat it when they were hungry. It was only after I came into contact with the Human Clan that I became more particular about it."
"Shut up!" Lin Qingyang said frantically.
Wu Yun was obviously really hungry and had no interest in listening to his nonsense. He aimed at Ku Rong's head, opened his mouth, and tried to bite it in one bite. Ku Rong finally realized that he was going to be eaten and screamed in fright.
"Wait--!" Lin Qingyang shouted.
But just when the dark clouds were about to bite Ku Rong, his movements suddenly stopped, his eyes turned sharply, and he stared into the depths of the corridor.
Deep in the corridor, something seemed to be approaching.
Dark Cloud looked alert and raised his hand to shoot out a demonic fire. The green fire instantly dissipated the thick darkness in front of him. A dozen steps away, Lu Qing was holding the Nine Heavens Sword and walking towards them silently. His face was covered with blood from the gravel, but his expression was as dull as a soulless body. Only the strong killing aura spread along the darkness.