noffsinger Chapter 367: There are evil spirits everywhere, has he gone to the underworld?
Chapter 367: There are evil spirits everywhere, has he gone to the underworld?
He looked around. Apart from the thick fog, there was nothing else conspicuous. There was deathly silence all around, as if the entire space was still.
There was no sign of Zhang Xiaoyuan, nor was there any sound of any living creature, only suffocating silence.
Chen Yile suddenly felt uneasy.
"Where is Zhang Xiaoyuan?" he whispered to himself, trying to piece together what had happened from his memory.
He remembered that at the last moment, Zhang Xiaoyuan's evil hand grabbed his throat tightly and he was about to suffocate to death. Suddenly, everything went black in front of his eyes, and he came to this place.
"What is going on?" He secretly tightened the Tianshi Sword in his hand. The lightning on the sword was still flickering slightly, as if responding to his question.
Although no enemy appeared, he always felt something was wrong and had to remain vigilant.
"I have to find a way to get out of here..." He muttered, trying to stand up. His legs were still a little weak, but he quickly steadied himself.
He walked forward slowly, and the mist gradually surged under his feet, as if it had some kind of life, accompanying him all the way.
"Where is this? It's really weird."
"With so much ghost energy, I'm afraid Brother Chen has gone to the underworld."
"Don't talk nonsense! Brother Chen won't die so soon!"
The speculation in the comments became increasingly chaotic, with some even starting to joke: "Brother Chen, is the underworld fun?"
"I guess it might be a transit station."
However, Chen Yile was in no mood to pay attention to these comments.
His attention was focused on the increasingly strange environment before him.
Before I knew it, the fog around me began to thin, and some blurry shadows gradually appeared.
He looked closely and found that they were actually ghosts. They were glowing with a faint fluorescence and had numb expressions. They seemed to be floating in the air without any consciousness and passed by him gently.
"These ghosts..." Chen Yile frowned, and a chill surged in his heart, but he soon discovered that these ghosts did not seem to have any malicious intentions. Even he, a living person, did not attract their attention. They just floated silently and drifted towards an unknown distance.
"What's going on with these ghosts? Have I really gone to the underworld?" A sense of unease arose in his heart, but he quickly denied this idea.
"No, it's not that simple." Chen Yile shook his head and tried to stay calm.
"Brother Chen, are you dealing with ghosts?"
"These ghosts look so pitiful...Are they going to be eaten by some monster?"
"I have an ominous premonition..."
Just as Chen Yile was thinking, suddenly, a low roar came from the distance, as if some huge monster was approaching.
The fog in the air also fluctuated violently. The ghosts seemed to sense some terrifying existence and quickly floated in the opposite direction. The atmosphere in the entire space suddenly became tense and depressing.
Chen Yile immediately gripped the Tianshi Sword tightly and looked vigilantly in the direction where the sound came from.
Soon, a huge shadow appeared in the fog in the distance and gradually approached.
His breathing couldn't help but quicken, and the scene before him made him feel horrified.
It was a huge monster, shaped like a human but with four arms, its body swollen and hideous, and the earth seemed to shake with every step it took.
Its mouth was disproportionately large, revealing countless sharp teeth, and it was madly devouring the ghosts that had nowhere to escape.
"Oh my god! What kind of monster is this?!"
"This is too scary! It's actually swallowing ghosts!"
"Brother Chen, run! You can't handle this monster!"
The barrage of comments exploded instantly, and Chen Yile's eyes turned cold.
He knew that there was no room for escape now. The monster had obviously noticed him and its four huge and sharp claws were grabbing towards him at an unimaginable speed.
"Damn it!" Chen Yile cursed under his breath, then without hesitation drew out the Heavenly Master Sword, quickly made a hand gesture, and shouted in a low voice: "Thunder Art, break!"
A thunder roared, and lightning burst out from the Tianshi Sword, striking directly at the huge monster.
The lightning illuminated the surrounding space and instantly pierced the monster's chest, making a loud bang.
However, the monster only paused for a moment, as if it had not suffered any substantial damage at all.
"What? Even the Thunder Art is useless?" Chen Yile's eyes widened, his heart sinking.
He realized that this monster was definitely not comparable to an ordinary evil spirit.
"This monster is simply the king of ghosts..." He gritted his teeth, cold sweat sliding down his forehead.
The monster roared, and swung its four arms at the same time, rushing towards Chen Yile with destructive force.
The air around him seemed to be torn apart by this force, and Chen Yile had to dodge quickly, and every time he dodged, he was in danger.
"Old Chen, be careful!"
"This monster is too strong, even lightning can't repel it!"
"No way? Can Brother Chen still hold on?"
Chen Yile was now completely focused on the battle in front of him, and the sound of the barrage seemed to become background noise.
He had to pay full attention, because any slight mistake could cost him his life.
The monster's attacks became more and more frantic, with each swing carrying tremendous power.
Chen Yile tried his best to resist, but every sword he swung consumed his physical strength, and the long battle made him exhausted.
"If this goes on... I can't hold on any longer." He gasped, a hint of anxiety flashing in his eyes.
At this moment, one of the monster's arms suddenly swept over. Although Chen Yile tried his best to dodge, he was still hit by the huge force. His body was instantly thrown out and hit the ground hard.
"Cough..." He struggled to stand up, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and his hand holding the Tianshi Sword was trembling slightly.
The monster roared and pounced on him again. The fog around him became thicker, as if the entire space was controlled by its power.
Chen Yile felt that he could no longer hold on, but at this moment, a familiar breath suddenly came from a distance.
"What is this aura...?"
He turned his head suddenly and looked. In the distant fog, it seemed that something was slowly emerging.
And that familiar power seemed to be slowly approaching.
"Could it be...her?"
The barrage of comments also instantly quieted down, as if everyone was holding their breath, waiting for what would happen next.
"Who's coming?"
"Can Brother Chen escape?"
An atmosphere of suspense enveloped the entire live broadcast room, and there was an elusive look in Chen Yile's eyes.
He vaguely felt that the real crisis was far from over.
Chen Yile looked back, and the tension in his heart suddenly relaxed.
That was not Zhang Xiaoyuan, and there was no aura of any evil spirit.
A young girl slowly walked out of the fog. She was very pretty, with a slender figure and long hair draped over her shoulders. She exuded a gentle and quiet aura.