When Chen Shouyi turned his head, the shadow had already disappeared without a trace.
"Can’t hold back anymore?"
He had the mind to chase after it.
But he was still carrying Song Yingjie, and was about a hundred ters away from escaping the dense fog. He hesitated for a mont and could only temporarily suppress the impulse in his heart.
Everything would be discussed after delivering Song Jieying safely.
Chen Shouyi quickened his pace, and in a mont, they broke through the dense fog one after another.
Qian Wei and Zhao Jiankai were drenched in sweat, their chests heaving violently, only feeling like they’ve survived a disaster. Even the moonlight tonight seed bright.
Song Yingjie, who had been struggling all along, suddenly quieted down, her eyes clearing: "What...what happened to just now?"
"You were controlled." Chen Shouyi stopped, seeing that she had returned to normal, he breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"Your will seems a bit weak!"
Song Yingjie blushed slightly.
At this ti, she felt her chest pressed firmly against the other’s waist, causing a burning pain, a blush appearing on her face: "Chen... General Manager Chen, you can put down now."
Only then did Chen Shouyi realize that he had been holding her by the waist all along.
She was just too light, only about a hundred pounds, so holding her didn’t feel like anything.
He imdiately put her down.
Song Jieying, feeling her slightly burning face, avoided eye contact, and concealed her embarrassnt by brushing her bob haircut: "Thank you this ti!"
"Just a matter of convenience!" Chen Shouyi said.
Fortunately, at this mont, the company commander and instructor of the troops quickly ca over, rescuing both of them from the awkward conversation: "General Advisor, how’s the situation?"
"It’s okay, I see that most are still alive, just temporarily controlled." Chen Shouyi said: "In a while, let see if I can kill that mysterious creature."
For soone used to witnessing death, as long as bodies aren’t strewn everywhere, it’s not considered serious.
"Then I’ll leave it to you, General Advisor!"
"It’s my duty!" Chen Shouyi said.
After taking a tour through the fog this ti, he basically had a grasp in his heart. That mysterious presence didn’t bother to attack openly, but lurked in the fog, already indicating its caution.
If that’s the case, then what was there to fear?
Afterwards, Chen Shouyi rested for a few minutes, waiting for his exhausted mind to recover, then re-entered the dense fog.
...
Once Chen Shouyi left.
The atmosphere here lightened up.
"Who would have thought we’d encounter the legendary Provincial General Advisor today? If I go back and tell others that I’ve carried out a mission with a Martial Artist, would anyone believe it?" Qian Wei said with excitent.
"What do you an by carrying out a mission together? He’s just in a good mood and conveniently saved a few of us." Zhao Jiankai said.
He’s not stupid; he naturally understood that the main purpose was to save Song Jieying, and they were just incidental.
One sheep or a flock, they’re still just sheep.
Would a Martial Artist really waste ti on a round trip just to save a few unfamiliar Martial Artists in advance, delaying the mission?
If it weren’t for his acquaintance with Song Jieying, they wouldn’t have bothered with them at all.
"I even called him buddy earlier!" Qian Wei said with pride.
He was well aware of this, but it didn’t dampen his excitent in the slightest.
This was a Martial Artist, the pinnacle of Martial Artists!
A god-like figure, revered by all in the martial world.
Just seeing him from afar would be enough to boast for days, let alone having a few face-to-face conversations.
"You really have guts. If it were , my legs would have gone weak."
Qian Wei was about to speak when he suddenly noticed sothing, exclaiming: "Look, is the dense fog shrinking?"
...
Once inside the fog, Chen Shouyi began searching for the silhouette of the mysterious presence.
Unfortunately, the mist was thick, coupled with the darkness of the night, visibility was less than five ters. Beyond that, only vague shadows could be discerned, but even so, he couldn’t see more than ten ters away.
As for the amplification provided by this Divine Sword, it was even less than that distance.
He wandered for a long ti but never saw the previous towering shadow that flashed past.
He realized that if the other party genuinely intended to hide, he truly wouldn’t be able to locate it.
He hated enemies like this the most.
Always hiding, never straightforward.
Why not have a direct confrontation?
"The dense fog is an obstacle to , but perhaps not to it!" Chen Shouyi mused in his heart: "The enemy is in the open, and I am in the dark! The only way now is to force it to reveal itself."
He didn’t rush to search anymore, instead pondering strategies while moving around.
With a "bang!"
Chen Shouyi’s head tilted slightly, a bullet skimming past his ear, bringing a trace of heat, the sll of gunpowder in the air.
At this mont, he thought of the old woman he saw for the first ti.
He wondered what the monster’s intention was.
Leaving the young and soldiers alive, Chen Shouyi understood.
After all, they had a certain combat capability and could serve as minions.
But why did the mysterious creature not kill the old lady, who was so weak she could fall with a gust of wind, and instead, even made her gnaw on corpses to prevent starvation?
Could it be of benefit to it?
This can be easily tested!
He lifted his head towards where the bullet ca from, and with a tap of his toes, his silhouette vanished into the mist.
Within seconds, he was running towards the village outskirts, carrying two soldiers under his arm.
...
In the mist.
A shadow, three ters tall, was irritably waving its tendrils.
It had a terrifying appearance, seemingly like a creature that had erged from Hell.
Its upper body was humanoid with black, sharp fingernails; the lower part was entirely made of slippery tendrils. It had no eyes, no mouth, and none of the usual facial features, with snake-like hair, giving it a deeply unsettling look.
As one of the most terrifying creatures from the Tamu World.
The Soul-Devouring Monster remained the deepest nightmare for all living beings.
It was a natural Soul Master.
It could control the thoughts of creatures and form a link with them, amplifying its Spiritual Power, thereby releasing Spiritual Mist.
As long as creatures stayed in the Spiritual Mist long enough, even if it didn’t actively control, they would be subtly assimilated, becoming part of its ntal network.
And most terrifying is, the more creatures it controlled, the stronger the Spiritual Mist it could release.
Generally speaking, such creatures have a fixed territory, they don’t wander around aimlessly.
After all, if it left its long-established territory, its power would greatly diminish, making it vulnerable to even slightly stronger creatures.
In fact, had it not been too arrogant, recklessly expanding its territory, offending a deity, and eventually being defeated badly, it wouldn’t have been forced to abandon everything and flee here hastily.
This mountain village was the foundation it painstakingly built in this alien world, and the power it accumulated was less than a thousandth of its pri, now at its weakest.
And Chen Shouyi’s actions were no less than pulling out the firewood under the cauldron, continuously sapping its strength.
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