Chapter 1015: Chapter 45 Forest of Whispering Sounds_2 Chapter 1015: Chapter 45 Forest of Whispering Sounds_2 Sure!
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“Not good!”
Wang Ba’s heart sank with horror.
However, beneath him, it seed as if an irresistible and incredibly powerful force was rapidly pulling him down.
Whoosh!
The scenery around him changed swiftly.
The dark green, almost black forest completely engulfed his vision…
Swish!
...
A streak of light flashed by.
Three Nascent Soul Cultivators from the Kingdom of Immortals suddenly appeared above Musen Island.
They looked down with an expression of surprise and uncertainty.
“Just now, those two Nascent Souls and one Golden Core…
were they just swallowed by Musen Island?”
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A flash of shock and deep wariness crossed all three of their faces.
And at that mont,
a majestic figure suddenly flew in from the sky.
This figure swept his Spiritual Sense, but failed to find the people who should have been there, only seeing the Cleric from the Kingdom of Immortals; his expression imdiately turned ice-cold:
“Kingdom of Immortals?
How dare you harm a Da Jin Monk!”
Upon seeing this figure, the followers of the Kingdom of Immortals also underwent a drastic change in expression:
“It’s that Zhang Songnian!”
“Damn it!”
“Quick, run!”
Without a second thought, they imdiately fled backwards.
And at the sa ti, sensing the presence of Zhang Songnian, several indifferent and lofty figures from the direction of the Kingdom of Immortals swiftly appeared above Musen Island.
“Evil God?”
However, Zhang Songnian’s gaze contained not a hint of fear; instead, he t them with a cold and stern face.
…
“…What exactly is going on?”
Wang Ba looked around with a heavy expression, barely able to hover three inches above the eerie and dark ground before finding he could rise no higher.
In front of him stood oddly shaped trees, resembling one grotesque demon after another, as if they were all staring at him.
The slls of rot and dampness, accompanied by a chilling coldness, pervaded the air.
“After falling, I can barely control my body, but my mana has been suppressed too much…”
“My Spiritual Sense also seems to be restricted…”
Wang Ba’s face tightened as his gaze swiftly swept across his surroundings.
“But where are Martial Uncle Qu and Martial Uncle Ling Weizi?”
Wang Ba’s heart felt incredibly heavy.
He had just seen Qiu Zhongqiu and Ling Weizi fall together, they shouldn’t have been far from him, but now he couldn’t sense their auras at all.
His gaze swept through several directions, and after a mont’s hesitation, he muttered a spell.
A trace of red instantly appeared in his eyes.
It pointed straight toward the distance.
Seeing this, he let out a sigh of relief:
“Good, the Curse to track Yang Gongyi still works!”
He hesitated for a mont and then clenched the Spirit Beast Bag in his hand.
The Mysterious Dragon Soldiers on his body slowly erged, but what shocked Wang Ba was that the Mysterious Dragon Soldiers sent out a strong sense of fear and subsequently retreated back into his body.
This deepened the grimness in Wang Ba’s mind.
However, he had no better solution at the mont.
Being alone and without support, his only choice was to try to find his Martial Uncles first and see if they could escape.
“This Musen Island, it even overwheld both Martial Uncles; what kind of foundation does it have?”
The thought briefly crossed Wang Ba’s mind.
Imdiately, he focused all his attention on the present.
Behind the trees that resembled demons, the shadows were gradually dispersed by his gaze.
In their place was yet another similar old tree.
With his spirits heavily burdened, he maintained a steady pace, passing tree after tree, always on alert for a possible attack from any angle.
In his view, the trail of blood beca increasingly clear.
Getting closer, ever closer…
After passing by an old tree with its bark shaped like a human face, Wang Ba finally saw the figure of Yang Gongyi on a patch of dark green moss.
However, Wang Ba didn’t approach imdiately; he scanned the surroundings with his eyes first.
Only after detecting no danger did he cautiously drift over.
His gaze fell on Yang Gongyi.
His clothes bore several sharp, smooth tears, as if so Spirit Beast had clawed at him.
Wang Ba’s eyes swept over him, and he realized that Yang Gongyi’s Storage Treasure was nowhere to be seen.
His aura was still intact, yet he remained unconscious.
Wang Ba hesitated as he looked at Yang Gongyi.
Then, he took out a Talisman from his Storage Treasure and placed it on the latter’s forehead.
However, Yang Gongyi showed no reaction whatsoever.
“His Soul is bewildered, but the Class III God Suppressing Talisman seems useless…”
A heavy feeling sunk into Wang Ba’s heart.
Yang Gongyi was a Nascent Soul Cultivator, yet he still couldn’t be awakened despite using the God Suppressing Talisman, which revealed the severity of his confusion.
After a mont of hesitation, a Blade Weapon suddenly appeared in his hand.
With a modicum of Mana sustaining it, a faint Sword light erged around the Blade Weapon.
He then aid at Yang Gongyi’s arm and gently punctured it.
This ti, no light erged.
Thick blood oozed out.
To Wang Ba’s disappointnt, even then, Yang Gongyi did not wake up.
Wang Ba shook his head slightly and got up.
He had done all he could.
With the other party remaining unconscious, and unclear if waking up was possible, he dared not take him along.
What if he lost control again?
As he sensed the surroundings again, he suddenly realized a problem:
“Here…why does it seem like there are no Spirit Beasts in sight?”
“It seed like there were many Spirit Beasts from the outside…”
A slight condensation ford in Wang Ba’s heart.
This Musen Island was emitting strangeness everywhere.
In his Cultivation life, he had never encountered such a situation before.
“Da da, da da da…”
At this mont.
The sound, which was barely perceptible, once again rose next to Wang Ba’s ear.
Only this ti, the sound was clearer than before.
And along with the clarity of sound, Wang Ba felt his Blood Energy growing more active and restless.
He hurriedly suppressed the Blood Energy once more.
However, suppressing it this ti was significantly more difficult than before.
But Wang Ba’s heart grew more solemn:
“That’s not right, how could such a sound inexplicably appear on Musen Island?”
After listening quietly for a while, aside from the increasingly restless Blood Energy, no other sound erged, nor did anything occur.
It seed to be just a pure sound after all.
Wang Ba shook his head slightly, then stopped overthinking it.
“That’s right, both Martial Uncles should be nearby…”
Wang Ba quickly recalled the place where he had seen Qiu Zhongqiu and the others fall before the crash.
After thinking for a mont, he tried to drift away from the direction of the sound.
However, after making a full circle, he still did not find any trace of the two.
Recalling how the two were controlled in an instant, Wang Ba’s heart grew heavier.
Clenching his teeth, he then walked another circle in a different direction.
Yet, he found no trace of them.
Wang Ba eventually returned to where Yang Gongyi was.
His expression was grave.
“No, I must find both Martial Uncles as soon as possible!
Otherwise, I too will be trapped here.”
Saying this, he hesitated, then circled the periter once more, still without any discovery.
It was as if Qiu Zhongqiu and Martial Uncle Ling Weizi had also vanished.
“Da da, da da da…”
That familiar sound once again emanated from the depths of the forest.
After hesitating, he eventually clenched the Spirit Beast Bag in his hand and floated towards the source of the sound.
He left old trees behind one by one…
And as he drew closer to the sound.
The sound beca ever more distinct.
The ‘da da’ sound had quietly transitioned into a ‘cluck cluck’ noise at so point.
Upon hearing this noise, Wang Ba’s mind was suddenly filled with a mix of enchanting and impassioned sensations…
“What is going on?!”
Wang Ba was extrely startled.
He quickly pressed down his surging Qi and Blood.
Then he carefully approached the source of the sound.
He also gripped the Spirit Beast Bag tightly.
The Mana that had been suppressed for so long began to pulse gently, as if ready to release the Spirit Beast from the bag at any mont.
When Wang Ba finally got through the dark forest and looked toward the source of the sound.
He stood there shocked:
“Bai, Bai Xiaoyun?!”
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