"Ah!" Devil Moon turned around as well, and when she saw this scene, she couldn't help but be startled and let out a scream.
"How could this be? What about that dense forest? What about that stone tablet?" she couldn't help but ask.
Ye Xuan said, "Let's go. This is a one-way street; we can only move forward, not backward."
Upon hearing this, Devil Moon nodded and said nothing more.
The two continued on their way, and before long, a howling, eerie wind blew in.
"Ah."
Then, Ye Xuan heard Devil Moon scream.
He looked up instinctively and was horrified to find that the Devil Moon that had been in front of him had vanished.
Ye Xuan's expression changed slightly. With lightning speed, he reached out and grabbed the spot where Devil Moon had been standing.
There was a ripping sound, like clothes being torn, and then a soft thing crashed into his arms.
Ye Xuan turned his head and saw that it was Devil Moon.
At this moment, Devil Moon was like a frightened little rabbit, somewhat panicked.
Her delicate, round face was deathly pale.
She gripped Ye Xuan's soft little hand tightly and said gratefully, "Thank you, thank you."
This once proud and privileged woman felt completely insecure at this moment.
Ye Xuan had become her only support.
Without cultivation, she was like a fish on the chopping block.
If it weren't for Ye Xuan, she would have died when facing those demonic wolves.
"No need to thank me, let's go." Ye Xuan pulled Devil Moon along, not in the mood to experience that warm touch, and walked forward while looking solemnly ahead.
At one moment, his pupils suddenly contracted, and the mist in front of him began to writhe eerily.
Then, a figure resembling a zombie appeared before the two of them.
"Um?"
Ye Xuan's expression changed slightly as he looked at the figure.
Devil Moon's face turned even paler in an instant.
The figure's head was turned 180 degrees; he was walking backwards.
None of these are the key points. The most crucial point is that he was holding a bloody arm in his hand.
That was actually his own arm.
Devil Moon's breathing became rapid, and she felt as if every hair on her body was standing on end. It was as if all the pores on her body had been opened, and cold sweat was seeping out uncontrollably.
The cold sweat on his forehead instantly soaked through that strand of black hair.
"Don't be afraid. We already knew there were demonic beasts, evil spirits, and vengeful spirits here, didn't we? Besides, as a cultivator, why should you be afraid of these things?"
Ye Xuan comforted Devil Moon, feeling a little regretful.
If the True Solar Fire were still present, and if one could still cast lightning-free divine spells, then this thing would be nothing at all.
One fireball or lightning bolt from him would be enough to obliterate the opponent.
But now, there's some trouble.
If he were alone, he could have charged forward and fought the figure, attempting to kill it.
But right now, he still has Devil Moon by his side, and most importantly, he can't let go of Devil Moon.
Because once they let go, they will be separated and lost in the fog.
Ye Xuan wasn't acting out of a saintly sentimentality; it was just that in this godforsaken place, having a beautiful woman with you, even if it was just to look at you, would be quite eye-catching, and you'd also have someone to talk to.
It's better than being alone.
"Go, leave it to me."
Ye Xuan took a deep breath, spoke to Devil Moon again, then pulled him along towards that figure.
He still couldn't sense any Spiritual Qi fluctuations from the other person, but Ye Xuan knew that this person must also be a cultivator who had perished here.
It's just that it has been transformed into this kind of ghostly corpse.
"Gagaga."
As the two walked forward, the zombie emitted a chilling scream.
The next moment, as if sensing something, he suddenly turned around.
At this moment, his body was facing the two of them, but his head was looking back, with the back of his head pointing towards them, creating a sense of incongruity.
"Gagaga."
There was another grinding sound, and then, with a whoosh, he strode forward, swinging his arm, and charged towards the two of them.
Ye Xuan's expression changed slightly, but he showed no fear. Almost the instant the opponent charged at him, he unleashed a powerful whip kick.
With a loud thud, the zombie-like figure was struck hard and staggered backward. Ye Xuan also felt a huge force rebounding from him, and then he stumbled and pulled Devil Moon down to the ground together.
Devil Moon's petite and alluring body was pinned down by Ye Xuan, her face deathly pale, her heart pounding like a deer.
Ye Xuan had absolutely no interest in savoring the moment; his heart sank to the bottom.
"What an monstrous physical body! This person's cultivation level in life must have been at least that of the Great Emperor Realm expert, right?"
You must know that he possesses the Chaos Sacred Body and has broken free from five shackles; his physical strength goes without saying.
But this Yin Corpse is so powerful. Clearly, it must have had extraordinary cultivation in life, or perhaps its physical strength was enhanced in this environment after death.
Otherwise, he certainly couldn't have been so powerful.
Ye Xuan's mind raced, and just then, the cawing sound came again, and the zombie pounced once more.
Ye Xuan's eyes turned cold. He suddenly picked up Devil Moon with both hands and shoved her towards the zombie.
Devil Moon was terrified and let out a scream.
Master, are you abandoning her?