mtlumby2d Chapter 235
Chapter 235
"The seal has weakened again!"
Lin Yuan's gaze was fixed on the blood coffin on the carriage, and his expression became even more solemn.
At this moment, the blood coffin trembled even more violently. The crimson coffin body seemed to shatter at any moment. The light of the sealing patterns flickered like a candle in the wind. The faint blood-red mist had condensed into wisps of red thread, which gushed out from the cracks in the coffin. The evil energy in the air also became more and more violent. Even the surrounding zombies began to become restless, and the yellow talismans on their foreheads flashed violently, as if they were resisting this powerful aura.
"We can't delay any longer!" Lin Yuan's voice was low and urgent, his tone leaving no room for doubt. "The seal on the blood coffin won't last much longer. We must enter the valley immediately to absorb the yin energy here and strengthen the seal. However, there are a large number of dried corpses in the valley. Once we enter, we will inevitably disturb them. Don't worry, you cover me. I'll go and clear out the dried corpses in the valley and open a path to the depths of the valley, where the yin energy is most concentrated, which will be the only way to completely stabilize the seal."
An Xin immediately gripped her sniper rifle, her sharp gaze sweeping across the valley entrance. Her tone was firm: "Don't worry, leave it to me! Be careful yourself. Those dried corpses are more formidable than we anticipated, especially deep within the valley, where there are definitely powerful figures lurking."
As she spoke, she quickly retreated to the carriage, rang the corpse-controlling bell, and directed the zombie horde to form a solid defensive line around the carriage. At the same time, she set up her sniper rifle, aiming it at the valley entrance, slowly zooming in, remaining vigilant for any movement within the valley. "Go on, I'll guard the blood coffin here. Take care of yourself, be careful in everything."
Lin Yuan nodded, refusing to say anything more. Lightning quietly gathered around him, and a dazzling golden light shone from his palm. The power of the Ancient Dragon King slowly circulated within his body, and faint dragon scale patterns appeared on the surface of his skin. He was ready for battle.
He took a deep breath, and with a flash, he rushed into the Dry Corpse Valley like an arrow released from a bow. His footsteps on the dry bones on the ground made a crisp "crackling" sound, which sounded particularly jarring in the gloomy valley.
The Yin energy within the Dry Corpse Valley was already dense, and the presence of Lin Yuan, a living person, instantly shattered the valley's deathly silence.
The dozens of ordinary mummified corpses closest to the valley entrance, like awakened demons, suddenly stopped their wandering steps. Their turbid eyes instantly turned towards Lin Yuan, and they let out a hoarse, dry, and grating roar, like a broken bellows.
They stiffly turned their bodies and rushed towards Lin Yuan, their withered hands outstretched, their nails gleaming with a cold, bluish-black light, carrying a strong stench of decay, aiming straight for Lin Yuan's vital points.
"Well done!" Lin Yuan's eyes flashed with a sharp light, showing no fear. He shifted his feet and easily dodged the attack of the first dried corpse.
At the same time, he raised his hand and waved it, and the lightning in his palm instantly surged, transforming into a golden lightning whip that lashed fiercely at the surging horde of dried corpses.
"Sizzle—!" The lightning whip, crackling with electricity, swept across the group of dried corpses. A dozen or so of the leading corpses were instantly struck by the lightning, their shriveled bodies burned to ashes, turning into a pool of grayish-white ash that was scattered by the yin wind in the valley, leaving only a pungent burnt smell.
However, there were simply too many dried corpses. No sooner had one wave subsided than another began to rise. Dried corpses from the outer perimeter surged toward Lin Yuan in an endless stream. They were not afraid of death at all. Even when their companions were burned to ashes by the lightning, they still fought bravely and rushed toward Lin Yuan one after another.
Some of the mummified corpses attacked from the side, while others pounced from behind, their fingernails slicing through the air with a sharp, piercing sound. If you were hit, you would likely be corroded and riddled with bloody holes in an instant.
Lin Yuan remained expressionless as lightning condensed around him, forming a solid lightning shield that firmly enveloped him.
The mummified corpse's fingernails landed on the lightning shield and were instantly scorched by the lightning, making a "sizzling" sound. The withered fingers instantly carbonized, broke off, and fell off.
At the same time, Lin Yuan's thoughts shifted, and the lightning in his palm gradually faded, replaced by a ball of flame. The flame surged, transforming into a sea of fire that swept towards the surrounding dried corpses.
Flames carry the power of pure Yang, making them the nemesis of Yin and evil. As soon as the dried corpse comes into contact with the flames, it lets out a shrill scream, and its withered body burns rapidly in the flames, quickly turning into ashes.
As Lin Yuan advanced, he manipulated flames and lightning, the two forces intertwining to form a destructive torrent. Wherever it passed, the dried corpses were annihilated, and none could get close to him.
The dead bones on the ground were scorched by the flames, making a crackling sound. The stench of decay in the air was gradually replaced by the smell of burning. In the gloomy valley, only Lin Yuan's footsteps, the screams of the dried corpses, and the sound of the flames burning remained.
Anxin kept her eyes glued to the sniper scope at the valley entrance, watching Lin Yuan fight his way through the thorns and brambles, feeling both gratified and worried.
She would occasionally pull the trigger, "Bang! Bang! Bang!" Bullets shot through the air, accurately hitting the mummified corpses that were trying to sneak up behind Lin Yuan, clearing the way for him.
After clearing away some ordinary dried corpses, Lin Yuan quickened his pace, his figure weaving through the horde of dried corpses like a ghost, alternating between lightning and flames to continuously annihilate the surging dried corpses.
As they ventured deeper into the Valley of Dry Corpses, the surrounding Yin energy grew increasingly dense, and the dry corpses within the valley became more and more formidable.
The number of ordinary dried corpses gradually decreased, and they were replaced by some tall, bluish-black dried corpses with relatively full muscles. These dried corpses absorbed more yin energy, making them several times stronger than ordinary dried corpses. They were also faster and were not afraid of ordinary physical attacks. Even if they were hit in the torso, they could continue to attack.
A mummified corpse, over two meters tall, suddenly burst out from behind the rock wall. Its body was not wrapped in any cloth; its bluish-black skin clung tightly to its muscles, revealing bulging veins and muscle lines. It gripped a thick, withered bone club in both hands and slammed it down fiercely at Lin Yuan.
The withered bone club, carrying a dense aura of yin energy, whistled as it smashed towards Lin Yuan's head with immense force. If it were to hit him, even his skull would likely be shattered.
Lin Yuan's eyes narrowed. Without dodging or avoiding, he clenched his right fist and unleashed the full power of the Ancient Dragon King. A faint golden light emanated from his fist, which was also wrapped in lightning. He slammed it down fiercely towards the withered bone club.
With a loud "bang!", the fist collided with the bone club, and a powerful force erupted, instantly shattering the bone club into pieces that scattered everywhere.
The tall, mummified corpse was jolted backward, its body trembling violently. Its eyes flashed with an eerie green light, and it roared angrily as it lunged at Lin Yuan once more.
"You're courting death!" Lin Yuan sneered, gathering crimson-gold flames in his left palm and slamming them hard into the dried corpse's chest.
Flames instantly engulfed the mummified corpse's chest, and the corpse let out a shrill scream. Its bluish-black skin burned rapidly in the flames, its muscles gradually carbonized, and soon its stark white ribs were revealed.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lin Yuan raised his foot and kicked the dried corpse in the chest. The dried corpse stiffened and fell to the ground with a thud, gradually turning into ashes in the flames.