Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning-Chapter 534 - 245: Layers upon Layers of Strange Shadows_3

Chapter 534: Chapter 245: Layers upon Layers of Strange Shadows_3

"Of course, of course, of course."

Fu Han Yuan dared not say more.

But he couldn’t help murmuring in his heart: when the fish had not yet taken the bait, you were no less eager in your search.

However, when his gaze turned eastward, his eyes couldn’t help but fill with eagerness.

He had joined Ziyang Escort Agency, willingly becoming a squad member.

His main goal was to make a name for himself in Jianghu.

Su Mo possessed formidable martial arts and extraordinary cunning, no ordinary individual.

Lacking experience in Jianghu, Fu Han Yuan knew that despite his skills, he could easily be sold out by others.

Only by staying at Su Mo’s side, could he possibly emerge prominently.

Therefore, whatever Su Mo said, he listened obediently.

And now, the opportunity had indeed arrived!

He couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement.

At this moment, Wei Ziyi suddenly turned around:

"Alright, those who needed to be released have been let go, and now it’s time for us to get to work.

Your Chief said that the people from Eternal Night Valley will inevitably not ignore Liuyin City.

Inside Liuyin City, there must be hidden threats. Find those people and deal with them...

By then, the pathfinders from Eternal Night Valley should also have some results."

Fu Han Yuan nodded, quickly stood up, and hurriedly gave Hu Sandao, who was snoring loudly beside him, a couple of kicks.

Hu Sandao jolted awake and flipped up:

"Hmm? Where’s the fat sheep?"

An exasperated Fu Han Yuan said, "In your dreams. Let’s go, time to work... Every day you dream of fat sheep, you’ve gone straight now, haven’t you?"

"Gone straight?"

Hu Sandao thought for a moment and suddenly flew into a rage, "I’m not a woman who’s fallen on hard times."

"Right, you’re a wonder-man who’s fallen on hard times, that better?"

Fu Han Yuan was by nature quite reserved, but now had no choice but to act out in banter with Hu Sandao who, without the Scar-faced Strange Guest, had chosen him as his partner in jest.

Their back-and-forth banter was not new.

As Wei Ziyi walked ahead, she couldn’t help but look back and ask:

"Did your Chief say anything about having something to deliver this time?"

"Hmm?"

Fu Han Yuan and Hu Sandao looked at each other, both somewhat puzzled.

They shook their heads at the same time: "Don’t know."

"Oh."

Wei Ziyi nodded her head.

When leaving Shouyang Mountain, she had asked if Su Mo and Li Zhengyuan had spoken about something.

The result was Su Mo telling her that the Grandmaster had entrusted him with an escort task.

But it seems that task has yet to yield any final outcome...

It was intensely intriguing.

...

...

From a distance, Chimei Forest seemed filled with ghostly energy, with a faint red glow emerging.

Upon closer inspection, one could see that among the dense tree shadows, numerous corpses were hanging.

Some bodies had been hanging for so long, the flesh had been dried by the wind.

While others were still dripping fresh blood as if they had died not long ago.

Typically, a dangerous place would outwardly appear serene and still.

Announcing silently the unfathomable nature of this land.

However, this place is filled with odd and sinister dangers, from the outside to the inside.

Anyone who comes here should tread carefully, with no room for negligence.

Yet, the visitor in Chimei Forest tonight is exceptionally composed.

He enters the forest with an ease akin to walking in his own backyard, leisurely in his demeanor.

Far from the cautious approach expected in such perilous grounds on Earth, he saunters as if at ease.

As he surveys the ’scenery’ within the forest, he gently shakes his head. Underneath the mask, his voice is unmistakably that of the Night Lord who resides at Muyun Platform.

It carries no sternness, but rather a warmth with a hint of softness:

"The Youquan Scripture certainly has its systematic principles.

"In the study of flesh and blood, it’s hard to find a second to match it in the entire world.

"Yet, beyond this, the rest is dross, unfit for consideration."

Around him, more than a dozen black-clothed men closely follow.

Each one’s presence is almost ethereal, as if they could vanish at any moment; the shadows under their feet tremble wilfully, as though they could act on their own accord.

Any one of these men stepping forth could put the masters among the Dongcheng Sects on high alert.

However, at this moment, upon hearing the words of the Night Lord, they all nod vigorously.

All showing the demeanor of being receptive to teaching.

Just then, footsteps suddenly start to echo around them.

The Night Lord does not turn his head, but the dozen or so people by his side promptly move, circling around him.

They look around warily.

Even in the face of Chimei Forest, the gateway of the Youquan Sect here, they dare not be careless or underestimate the threat.

Yet, at this moment, they can’t help but furrow their brows as they scan the surroundings.

They see the shadows of trees swaying, footsteps multiplying, but curiously, not a single figure is visible.

Instead, the corpses hanging on the trees around seem to sway, as if they’re about to leap down.

"Your Majesty, there is something strange about this place!"

Someone states the obvious.

The Night Lord does not get angry, but simply cannot help smiling lightly:

"If there were nothing strange about this place, now that would be truly strange.

"The landscape inside Chimei Forest and its trees have been altered countless times.

"The Youquan Sect has arranged an Array here, and the most formidable aspect is the integration of terrain with the Array.

"This Array relies on Chimei Forest, coupled with manpower, poison, Sound Skills, transmuting into arrays, and even Illusion Techniques are hidden within.

"The sound of these footsteps appears distant but... in fact, they are already at our side!"

Upon hearing this, the faces of several experts from Eternal Night Valley change dramatically.

All of a sudden, in the forest, trees have blood gushing down, and some of the hanging corpses open their eyes.

Under the blood-red shroud, these corpses suddenly leap into action, flinging themselves with layers of bloody light!

At that moment, black silhouetted figures dart through the forest like specters, arriving in haste.

These animated corpses, caught midway, are stopped one after another by the shadowy figures.

Among the black clothed men, one uses slightly too much force, his palm piercing through the chest of a corpse.

However, the corpse, as if truly a walking dead, feels nothing at all.

Instead, its palm lunges straight for the man’s heart.

Just then, with a light flick of the Night Lord’s finger, the man who had no time to react, abruptly undergoes a change.

His palm meets the corpse’s in mid-air and sends it flying.

"Not all hanging between these trees are corpses, many are Blood Slaves, be not deceived."

As the Night Lord speaks, his gaze involuntarily scans the surroundings again, his tone carrying a slight trace of befuddlement.

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ps: I don’t have the face to ask everyone for a monthly ticket today, with only one update, as I’m really not feeling well. I thought of taking a leave, but in the end, I still wrote a Chapter.

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