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Qu Si Yang stood resolutely in front of Xuan Yang, the dagger plunging deep into her shoulder, crimson blood instantly staining her clothes, a shocking sight.
Xuan Yang's eyes widened in fury as he rushed to embrace Qu Si Yang, a chill coursing through him from his feet to the top of his head, his heart feeling as though it were gripped tightly by an invisible hand, making it nearly impossible to breathe.
"Si Yang! Are you okay?" he asked, his voice trembling, filled with terror and helplessness, a stark contrast to his usual calm demeanor.
The excruciating pain drained the color from Qu Si Yang's face, beads of sweat forming on her forehead. Yet, she gritted her teeth against the pain and said to Xuan Yang, "Hurry... hurry and go! I can hold on! Don't worry about me; you need to leave!"
The Ability user watching them revealed a sinister smile, licking his lips like a bloodthirsty beast as he lunged at Xuan Yang again. "Want to escape? Not so easy! You both will die here today!"
Fire blazed in Xuan Yang's eyes as a powerful force erupted from within him, awakening like a slumbering dragon with a destructive aura.
"Reverse Control!"
He shouted, unleashing the power of Shadow Puppet, which wrapped around the Ability user's body like invisible tendrils.
Suddenly, the Ability user felt his body go out of control, as if an unseen force was manipulating him. In horror, he realized that the dagger in his hand had turned against him, stabbing fiercely toward his own chest.
"No... no!" he screamed in agony, trying to stop this horrifying scene, but it was all in vain.
With a sickening sound, the dagger pierced through his chest, blood gushing out and splattering onto the surrounding grass, creating a bizarre and bloody tableau.
"Ah!" he cried out in despair as his body fell heavily to the ground like a kite with its string cut, his Dual Eyes wide open in death.
Xuan Yang paid him no mind; he carefully picked up Qu Si Yang and quickly left the scene, fearing that Shadow Force might have more tricks up its sleeve.
Members of other teams also scattered in panic like frightened birds and beasts, each seeking their own escape.
Xuan Yang found refuge in a secluded cave with Qu Si Yang. The entrance was narrow, but inside it opened up into a surprisingly spacious area. He gently laid Qu Si Yang on a flat stone and retrieved bandages and supplies from his emergency kit to tend to her wounds carefully.
Although Qu Si Yang's injuries were serious, thankfully they did not threaten any vital areas, which eased Xuan Yang's worries slightly.
Looking at her pale face filled him with guilt and self-reproach. He held her hand tightly and spoke in a low, hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, Si Yang. It's all my fault; I've put you in danger. If it weren't for me..."
Qu Si Yang weakly smiled and shook her head, interrupting him. "Foolishness! What are you saying? We're teammates; we should help each other. Besides, if it weren't for you, I might have died long ago. Do you remember when we first entered the forest? If you hadn't saved me from that Mutated Wolf..." She paused as if recalling something terrifying, fear flashing briefly in her eyes.
Xuan Yang tightly grasped her hand, his heart filled with emotion and warmth. He knew he could no longer evade his fate; he had to grow stronger to protect those he loved and to survive in this cruel world.
After a brief rest, Xuan Yang decided to press on. He understood that the trial was not yet over; he needed to find the Puppet Heart to truly take control of his destiny and gain greater power.
Gently, he hoisted Qu Si Yang onto his back and left the cave, heading deeper into the forest, his figure gradually disappearing into the dense underbrush.
Deep within the Setting Sun Forest lay a realm Full of Danger, like a massive beast with its jaws wide open, quietly waiting for its prey to arrive.
The thick trees blocked out the sun, making it difficult for light to penetrate. Only scattered patches of sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground. The air was heavy with a damp chill, mingled with the scent of decaying leaves and earth.
Xuan Yang moved cautiously forward, each step taken with utmost care. He remained alert to the sounds around him, unwilling to let his guard down for even a moment.
He knew that members of Shadow Force were likely still nearby, lurking like venomous snakes ready to strike at any moment.
Suddenly, he heard a rustling sound, as if something was approaching. In the stillness of the forest, it was particularly jarring.
He immediately halted, holding his breath and standing as still as a stone, straining to listen closely and discern the source of the noise.
The sound grew nearer and clearer, almost right beside him.
Xuan Yang felt an overwhelming sense of pressure, as if invisible eyes were watching him, sending chills down his spine.
He realized he was surrounded, like prey caught in a trap encircled by hungry wolves.
Several dark figures emerged from the trees, ghostly and silent, surrounding Xuan Yang completely.
Dressed in black cloaks with menacing masks obscuring their faces, they wielded sharp weapons that glinted coldly in the dappled sunlight. An aura of icy malice radiated from them, making one shudder involuntarily.
"Who are you?" Xuan Yang asked coldly, his voice laced with caution and wariness.
"Heh heh, we are here to take your life," one of the shadows replied in a hoarse and sinister tone, as if it came from a demon in hell.
"Shadow Force!" Xuan Yang's heart sank as he recognized their identity; these specters truly would not rest.
"You've got some skill, kid. To escape from us and even kill one of our own," another shadow said. "But this time, you won't be so lucky."
Xuan Yang knew that he had truly fallen into a desperate situation; a fierce battle was inevitable.
His Shadow Puppet was powerful, but facing so many formidable enemies left him feeling overwhelmed, especially since he was also carrying the injured Qu Si Yang.
"Hmph, you think it's that easy to kill me?" Xuan Yang snorted coldly, his eyes filled with fighting spirit. He was ready to fight to the death.
He summoned his Shadow Puppet, and a black figure identical to him appeared at his side, prepared to engage in a life-or-death struggle against the enemies.
"Overestimating yourself! With your pathetic skills, you think you can fight us? What a joke!" one shadow sneered, his tone dripping with disdain and mockery. He swung his weapon and charged at Xuan Yang with lightning speed.
The other shadows also sprang into action, coordinating seamlessly as they launched a fierce assault on Xuan Yang from all directions. In an instant, the air was filled with flashing blades and an overwhelming aura of killing intent.
Xuan Yang commanded his Shadow Puppet to fend off the attacks. He constantly shifted his position to evade their strikes while looking for opportunities to counterattack.
However, the sheer number of enemies was too great, their strength overwhelming, and their teamwork impeccable. His Shadow Puppet gradually began to falter, sustaining injuries along the way.
At that moment, a shadow suddenly appeared behind Xuan Yang. The dagger in his hand glinted coldly like a venomous snake as it silently lunged toward Xuan Yang's back.
Danger!
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