2928 Mass Grave
Suddenly, he noticed that the spectral skeleton visage before him began to warp and distort.
It appeared as though it had been punctured, with its massive skull-like mouth contorted as if in a cry of agony.
Abruptly, it shattered from within.
The entire mass of black fog was torn asunder from the inside, gradually disintegrating into fragmented phantasms. Threads of it dispersed in every direction.
Qiao Mu and Mo Lian, initially engulfed by the black fog, re-emerged unscathed.
As for Hu Erhua, who had been struggling on the brink of death and had resorted to sinister arts, Qiao Mu observed his lifeless, wide-open eyes as she exited. A black hole had been seared through his neck.
It was evident that Mo Lian had executed him in a fit of rage, leading to his ultimate demise.
“Aha!”
The villagers cried out in alarm when they witnessed a humanoid zombie leaping out, exclaiming, “It’s that man-eating monster!”
“Man-eaters!!”
Mo Lian’s finger danced, conjuring a whip crafted from slender black flames that coiled around the zombie’s head with a swish.
With a resounding strike, the quilt landed squarely on the zombie’s head, producing a sharp sound. This advanced-level zombie emitted a cry of pain akin to that of a human.
In an instant, Mo Lian was at the creature’s side. With a swift motion, she drew the black flames into Raven Moon.
The entirely black sword suddenly emitted a radiance as pitch-black as the night itself.
The profound obsidian light caused everyone present to blink simultaneously.
The black radiance emanating from Raven Moon’s sword coalesced into a colossal sword suspended mid-air.
Descending from the heavens, it lunged directly at the advanced-level zombie’s head.
The zombie keenly sensed the impending danger, but there was no escape.
The massive black sword phantom cleaved the zombie in two, splitting it from head to torso.
This grisly act caused the already-decayed and almost unrecognizable organs within the zombie’s body to disintegrate and scatter in all directions…
It wasn’t a gruesome disfigurement or mutilation, but the sight was enough to haunt people in their nightmares.
A single stroke, and it was over!
Qiao Mu took a brief glance and sighed, withholding her words.
This man was truly…
She couldn’t find the right words to express it. His desire for retribution was incredibly intense. Just because this zombie had sought to harm her, he had annihilated it without hesitation.
What a bloodthirsty individual, yet strangely endearing.
Mo Lian turned around and spotted her wife smiling at him.
The little one’s smile was akin to the first thaw of snow and the blossoming of flowers, making him involuntarily break into a smile as well.
His once stern and icy countenance seemed to melt like ice, revealing a touch of tenderness.
The two exchanged glances, and Mo Lian couldn’t contain his delight. He floated over to her side, taking her small hand. “Qiaoqiao, you’re smiling.”
The little one reached out to touch her face.
Had she really smiled?
It had happened so naturally that she almost hadn’t noticed it herself.
At this moment, the black fog surrounding the ice tree had dissipated completely. When everyone saw the scene before them, they couldn’t help but be astounded.
After the talisman matrix was unlocked, its original appearance was revealed.
The ice tree before them appeared to be rooted in a mass grave, its gnarled roots intertwined with numerous animal and human skeletons.
The sight was undeniably disturbing and grotesque.
“Amitabha,” the young monk intoned solemnly, but Qiao Mu quickly shielded his eyes with her hand.
“Children shouldn’t look at such unsettling sights,” she gently admonished, knocking on his smooth, little head.
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