novelaction Chapter 552: Corpse Puppet Backlash
Chapter 552: Corpse Puppet Backlash
On this battlefield filled with blood mist and deafening cries of killing, Yun Yao felt a chill all over her body. It was not the cold air emitted by the Xuanbing Sword, but the fear and sadness deep in her heart. Her fingertips subconsciously rubbed the hilt of the sword, where there was a shallow tooth mark. Every time she touched it, the warm scenes of the past surged into her mind like a tide.
Once upon a time, Xiao Cui was just a little maid who followed behind her timidly. She was petite, but her eyes were smart and stubborn. When Yun Yao first entered Qinglan Sect, she was not very noticeable among many disciples. She was often looked down upon and made trouble by others. It was Xiao Cui who never left her and always stayed by her side. Once, Yun Yao was seriously injured in the training ground. Several jealous sisters deliberately made things difficult for her and did not allow her to take healing pills. Xiao Cui was anxious and sneaked into the pharmacy in the dark and windy night. She was almost discovered by the disciples on duty. Fortunately, she was smart and hid under the medicine cabinet in time. She was sweating profusely and escaped the disaster. She got the precious healing medicine for Yun Yao. Another time, Yun Yao was sent to a dangerous place to perform a mission. After Xiao Cui knew about it, she hid it from everyone and secretly followed behind. On the way, they were attacked by a monster. A ferocious fang-toothed beast pounced at Yun Yao with its fangs and claws bared. Xiao Cui rushed forward without hesitation and protected Yun Yao with her thin body. A deep cut was made on her arm by the fangs and blood gushed out, but she clenched her teeth and didn't say a word.
And now, all of this has turned into this tragic scene before her eyes. The group of corpse puppets surged like a black tide, and the stench of decay filled the air, making people sick. Just as Yun Yao was immersed in her memories, a familiar figure flashed out from the group of corpse puppets like a ghost, instantly attracting her attention. It was A Lin, an outer disciple of Qinglan Sect. The boy who used to be honest and simple, always smiled shyly when he saw her and called her "Senior Sister Yun", was now completely different from the past. His pupils glowed with a strange red light, as if he was possessed by a demon, and what he held tightly in his hand was the silver hairpin that Xiao Cui entrusted to Yun Yao before her death. The silver hairpin flashed with a cold light under the reflection of the blood mist, as if silently telling the past friendship and the current despair.
"Master...kill me..." A Lin squeezed out these words with difficulty, but his body was out of control. His nails were like sharp blades, pinching Yun Yao's vital point. Yun Yao's eyes widened, full of disbelief. She wanted to shout A Lin's name to wake him up, but her throat seemed to be blocked and she couldn't make a sound.
At the critical moment, a sharp sword energy flashed like lightning. It was Chu Mochen. He was agile, like a hawk swooping down on its prey. The Dragon Roar Sword was wrapped in a majestic spiritual power and stabbed towards A Lin with an unstoppable momentum. But just when the tip of the sword was about to touch A Lin, something strange happened. The blood mist seemed to have life, entwining the Dragon Roar Sword crazily. The highly corrosive blood mist was like a strong acid, instantly corroding cracks on the sword body, making a harsh "sizzling" sound, and the spiritual light of the sword body also dimmed.
Yun Yao was anxious, staring at the silver hairpin in A Lin's hand, and a light bulb suddenly appeared in her mind. This silver hairpin was Xiao Cui's favorite thing. In the past, Xiao Cui often sang a nursery rhyme to it. The melody of the nursery rhyme echoed in Yun Yao's ears very clearly at this moment: "Morning dew, green wheat seedlings, young girl weaving silk until dawn--" Yun Yao didn't have time to think about it. The spiritual power in her body was running wildly, flowing into the silver hairpin along her fingertips like a torrent. In an instant, a miracle happened. The silver hairpin burst into a dazzling golden light, which was like the morning light that dispelled the darkness. The notes of the nursery rhyme turned into golden runes, circling and dancing in the air, exuding a simple and mysterious atmosphere.
As the runes lit up, the corpses froze as if they were cast under a spell, their frantic movements suddenly froze, as if time had stopped flowing at this moment. Deep in the blood mist, Liu Yan'er's curse was as sharp and piercing as the cry of a night owl: "She used the "Rebirth Guide"! It's about to destroy the center of the formation!" This voice cut through the sky and brought Yun Yao back to her senses instantly. She knew very well that the crisis at the moment was only slightly alleviated, and greater challenges were still to come.
Yun Yao looked towards the center of the formation, where seven bronze tripods stood in the blood mist, like the gate to hell. Each bronze tripod exuded a strange aura, and the seven memory fragments floating in the tripod were like a puzzle of fate, each reflecting a fragment of her past life as Su Yao. The starry sky projection in the laboratory was where she had spent countless days and nights studying quantum shuttles. The brilliant starry sky map seemed to carry her vision of the future and her desire to explore the unknown; the jade pendant that her mother had stuffed into her before her death, the warm touch seemed to still remain in her palm, and her mother's eyes full of reluctance and expectation were engraved in her heart like a brand; and the black-robed man who always appeared in her dreams, his figure was blurred but revealed an inexplicable sense of familiarity, like a fateful bond, pulling her through the reincarnation of these two worlds.
The system fell into silence for the first time, except for the mark on her forehead, which was as hot as burning charcoal, as if warning her of the unknown variables she was about to face. Chu Mochen's voice penetrated the blood mist, with a bit of urgency and worry: "Be careful! Liu Yan'er has set up a magic array in the cauldron!" But before Yun Yao could react, the seventh cauldron suddenly gushed out black water like ink, like a giant beast that was ready to eat people, and instantly dragged her into endless darkness.
In this darkness, despair and fear overwhelmed her like a tide. Suddenly, Xiao Cui's cry rang in her ears: "My lady, they say you are a witch and they want to burn you to death--" The cry was full of grievance and helplessness, like a sharp blade, piercing Yun Yao's heart. She suddenly came to her senses and realized that it was the magic array of the heart that was at work, trying to disturb her mind. Yun Yao gritted her teeth, used all her strength, and suddenly bit through the tip of her tongue, and a bloody smell filled the air. With her tenacious will, she sang modern rock music with the rhythm of "Rebirth". This seemingly absurd act was like a sharp blade that broke the rules. In this passionate melody, the darkness was like a broken mirror, slowly cracking a gap, and a dazzling light came in.
Through the gap, Liu Yan'er's hideous face emerged, like a demon crawling out from the depths of hell. Her face was full of shock, anger and unwillingness: "How dare you use mundane things to desecrate the ancient formation!" A determination flashed in Yun Yao's eyes. She knew very well that there was no way out at this moment. Only by breaking through these difficulties could she find a ray of hope, save the Qinglan Sect, and unravel the shocking mystery hidden behind it.
While Yun Yao and Liu Yan'er were confronting each other, the disciples of Qinglan Sect outside the blood mist were in a bitter battle. The brothers who usually practiced and played together were now covered in blood, with determination and resoluteness in their eyes. They brandished their swords and fought desperately with the corpse puppets and the demon cultivators. Every time they swung their swords, they had the courage to burn their boats and cross the river. In order to protect the sect, their relatives and friends, they were willing to pay any price.
The head master was trapped in the center of the formation. Although he was hung upside down, he still held on to his breath. He stared at the battlefield with a firm gaze, secretly praying for his disciples in his heart, hoping that Yun Yao could break through the difficulties and save Qinglan Sect from this catastrophe. On the other side of the battlefield, Chu Mochen did not stop after repelling A Lin. He flashed and shuttled among the corpses like a ghost. The broken Dragon Roar Sword in his hand still glowed with a faint light. Every time he swung it, he could cut down a large number of corpses and open up a way for the disciples to survive.
However, the demons seemed to be endless, pouring out of the blood mist. They had taken the forbidden medicine of the Blood Evil Sect, which greatly increased their strength. Their eyes were filled with madness and bloodthirstiness, like a group of out-of-control beasts. Under the strange attack of the Blood Evil Sect, the Qinglan Sect's mountain protection formation was crumbling, and the light was getting dimmer, like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time.
Yun Yao knew that she was carrying everyone's hopes at the moment and could not retreat. She clenched the silver hairpin in her hand, and the spiritual power in her body surged like surging waves, echoing with the data spiritual root, emitting a mysterious and powerful aura. She decided to take the initiative to break through this heart demon illusion array and destroy Liu Yan'er's conspiracy.
Yun Yao took a deep breath, stepped into the air, and rushed towards where Liu Yan'er was. Golden runes streaked behind her like a meteor, dispersing the blood mist around her. Seeing this, Liu Yan'er was horrified. She waved her blood-colored whip in a panic, trying to stop Yun Yao's attack. The long whip was like a nimble venomous snake, twisting and turning in the air. Wherever the whip passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, making a "hissing" sound.
Yun Yao's eyes were cold, like a god of war from the underworld. She lightly tapped the silver hairpin in her hand, and the golden runes shot towards Liu Yan'er like a rain of arrows. The runes collided with the long whip, making a deafening explosion. In the flashing light, Yun Yao took the opportunity to bully and pierce Liu Yan'er's throat with the black ice sword in her hand. Liu Yan'er was in a panic and dodged sideways, but was still scratched on the cheek by the sword. A blood mark appeared, and she let out a shrill scream.
"Yun Yao, if you ruin my plan today, the Blood Evil Sect will never let you go!" Liu Yan'er roared, her eyes full of resentment.
Yun Yao snorted coldly: "The Blood Evil Sect has committed many evil things. Today is the day of your destruction!" After that, she swung the Xuanbing Sword again. Her sword moves were sharp, like flowing clouds and water, leaving Liu Yan'er no chance to breathe.
Chu Mochen also broke through the encirclement of the corpse puppets and came to support Yun Yao. He stood side by side with Yun Yao, and the spiritual light of the two blended with each other, as if forming an indestructible shield. The Dragon Roar Sword and the Mysterious Ice Sword pointed at Liu Yan'er at the same time, and the powerful pressure made Liu Yan'er's legs weak and she could hardly stand.
"Liu Yan'er, today is the day you die!" Chu Mochen's voice was low, like a judgment from hell.
Liu Yan'er looked at the two in horror. Suddenly, a flash of determination flashed in her eyes. She bit her tongue and spurted a mouthful of blood onto the blood-colored whip. The whip instantly shone brightly, like a blood dragon, sweeping towards Yun Yao and Chu Mochen. Seeing this, Yun Yao and Chu Mochen did not dare to underestimate them. They simultaneously performed their strongest moves, with spiritual power and sword intent intertwined to form a gorgeous light curtain, which collided fiercely with the blood-colored whip.
In an instant, the sky and the earth seemed to change color, and the light shone. The huge impact force made Yun Yao and Chu Mochen fly backwards. Liu Yan'er took the opportunity to turn around and flee to the depths of the array. She knew that as long as the array center was destroyed, the Qinglan Sect would be completely destroyed. By then, even if she was no match for Yun Yao and Chu Mochen, she would have completed her mission.
Yun Yao steadied herself, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and looked at Liu Yan'er's fleeing back, with a flash of determination in her eyes: "Want to run? Not that easy!" After that, she ignored the pain in her body and chased after Liu Yan'er again. Chu Mochen followed closely behind, and the two of them were like two meteors, cutting through the blood mist and rushing towards the final battle site.
Behind them, the disciples of Qinglan Sect were still struggling. They looked at the direction where Yun Yao and Chu Mochen left, with hope and trust in their hearts. They firmly believed that Yun Yao and Chu Mochen would be able to defeat Liu Yan'er, save Qinglan Sect from the water and fire, and restore peace to the land they loved. This battle of life and death has entered the most critical moment, and everyone's fate is hanging on this line.