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Inside the dilapidated temple, the atmosphere was tense and charged.
Suddenly, the Pendant on Xuan Yang's chest erupted with a dazzling light, bright as the rising sun, instantly dispelling the darkness that enveloped the temple. This sudden illumination forced the shadow lurking in the dark to emit a painful howl, as if its body were being scorched by fierce flames, releasing wisps of blue smoke.
"Ugh—" The shadow's scream echoed throughout the temple, sending chills down one's spine.
The light had come too abruptly, thwarting the shadow's attack with sheer force. A flicker of surprise crossed his Crimson Dual Eyes, quickly replaced by an even stronger greed. "So it truly is the power of the Shadow Puppet... Hahaha, it seems today I will reap great rewards!"
He gathered his dark powers once more, black mist swirling around him. This attack was fiercer and more ruthless than before, like a surging tide carrying the momentum to obliterate everything in its path, sweeping toward Xuan Yang.
Xuan Yang's heart sank; he knew he could not withstand this blow head-on. He strained to summon the recently awakened power of the Shadow Puppet within him. A Black Shadow slowly emerged from behind him, forming an impenetrable shield that stood before him.
The shadow collided violently with the dark force, producing a deafening roar that shook the entire temple. Dust fell in clumps as the beams creaked ominously, as if they might collapse at any moment.
"Boom—"
Xuan Yang felt his body thrust backward by an overwhelming force, like a kite with its string cut, crashing heavily to the ground. He felt as though his internal organs had shifted; a sweet taste filled his throat as he coughed up blood.
"Thud—"
"Cough cough..." Xuan Yang coughed violently, pain wracking his body and beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
He struggled to rise but found himself immobilized, as if a massive mountain were pressing down on him, making even moving his fingers an arduous task.
The shadow approached Xuan Yang step by step. Its footsteps echoed clearly in the silent temple, each step felt like a stomp on Xuan Yang's heart, suffocating him. The shadow's eyes gleamed with mockery and amusement, a cruel smile curling at its lips as it savored its prey's final struggles like a cat playing with a mouse.
"Heh heh, did you think you could escape? Little one, you are far too naive!" The shadow's voice was hoarse and deep, laced with a chilling coldness.
Xuan Yang watched as the shadow drew closer, feeling the specter of death gradually enveloping him. Despair filled his heart. Was his newly awakened power about to be snatched away just like this? Was he really going to die here?
No, I cannot give up! I cannot die! There are still many things I must do! Xuan Yang gritted his teeth until his gums bled. He strained every ounce of strength within him, attempting once more to summon the Shadow Puppet for one last stand.
However, his body was completely suppressed by the dark power of the shadow, rendering him unable to move even a fraction. He could only watch helplessly as the shadow drew closer.
The shadow stood before Xuan Yang, looking down at him as if he were a dying insect. His eyes were filled with mockery and disdain. "Give up, little one. You can never be my match... In the face of absolute power, all resistance is futile."
Slowly, he extended his hand, his bony fingers curling like an eagle's talons as they grasped the pendant hanging from Xuan Yang's chest, attempting to seize it.
At that critical moment, the pendant suddenly erupted with an even more dazzling light. This radiance coalesced into a sharp beam, piercing straight toward the shadow's eyes.
"Ah—" The shadow let out a piercing scream, covering his eyes and stumbling backward until he collided with a pillar of the crumbling temple, producing a dull thud.
Seizing the opportunity, Xuan Yang broke free from the shadow's control. He flipped over in a swift motion and summoned all the power within him to form a massive Shadow Puppet.
This Shadow Puppet was denser and larger than before, resembling a towering giant that exuded an unsettling aura. It swung its enormous fists, accompanied by a howling wind, and struck fiercely at the shadow.
"Die!" Xuan Yang roared, his voice brimming with rage and hatred.
The shadow could not evade in time and was struck by the Shadow Puppet's punch. He let out a muffled grunt as his body flew away like a kite with its string cut, crashing heavily to the ground and creating a large crater.
"Boom!"
Xuan Yang did not give the shadow any chance to catch his breath. He once again commanded the Shadow Puppet to launch an even fiercer assault.
The fists of the Shadow Puppet rained down like hailstones, each blow carrying immense force that shook the ground and sent debris flying.
The shadow was utterly powerless to retaliate; his black robe was torn apart, revealing a pale and emaciated body covered in wounds, blood streaming down.
Fear filled his eyes as he realized that he had never imagined Xuan Yang's power could be so formidable. How could he possibly be defeated by such an unknown youth?
"No, it can't be... How can you be this strong... This is impossible..." The shadow struggled to fend off the relentless attacks of the Shadow Puppet while letting out unwilling howls.
Xuan Yang ignored the shadow's terror and continued to command the Shadow Puppet to deliver another barrage of blows.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
"Ahhh!"
The Shadow lay on the ground, barely clinging to life, like a dead dog, continuously spitting blood and convulsing.
Xuan Yang looked at the fallen Shadow, filled with anger and hatred. This guy had caused the deaths of so many innocent villagers, and today he would finally pay the price!
He controlled the Shadow Puppet, raising his fist high, ready to deliver the final blow and end this demon's life once and for all.
At that moment, Qu Si Yang, who had been unconscious, suddenly woke up. Seeing Xuan Yang about to kill the Shadow, she summoned all her strength to shout, "Xuan Yang, stop!"
Hearing Qu Si Yang's voice, Xuan Yang halted abruptly. He turned to look at her, a flicker of hesitation and confusion in his eyes.
Qu Si Yang struggled to stand up, stumbling over to Xuan Yang's side. Her face was pale, her lips cracked, and her voice weak as she said, "Xuan Yang, don't kill him..."
Xuan Yang gazed at Qu Si Yang, filled with doubt. "Why? This guy has killed so many people; shouldn't he pay the price? Are you still feeling sympathy for him?"
Qu Si Yang shook her head and replied, "I know he deserves to die a thousand times over, but we can't kill him..."
"Why? Give me a reason!" Xuan Yang asked in confusion; he simply couldn't understand why Qu Si Yang wanted to stop him.
"Because... he holds many secrets..." Qu Si Yang looked at the Shadow lying on the ground, a complex expression flashing in her eyes. "If we kill him, these secrets will never be uncovered... We need to find out who the mastermind is and why he did this..."
Xuan Yang stared at Qu Si Yang, realizing she had a point. The Shadow indeed held many secrets; if they could unravel them, perhaps they could find the true culprit and avenge those who had died while preventing more from suffering.
He took a deep breath and slowly lowered the fist of the Shadow Puppet, his murderous intent gradually dissipating.
The Shadow looked at Xuan Yang with a glimmer of relief in his eyes. He knew he had been granted a reprieve; this woman had actually saved him.
"Heh, I didn't expect you would let me go..." The Shadow sneered coldly, a hint of malice flashing in his eyes. "But do you think this is over? You won't be so lucky every time..."
Suddenly, the shadow transformed into a cloud of black mist and eerily vanished into the dilapidated temple, leaving only a chilling breeze behind.
Xuan Yang gazed at the disappearing shadow, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes. He knew that the shadow would surely return, and the next battle would likely be even more challenging.
"Xuan Yang, are you alright?" Qu Si Yang asked with concern, noticing the paleness on Xuan Yang's face and the injuries on his body.
Xuan Yang shook his head and replied, "I'm fine..."
He looked at Qu Si Yang, his eyes filled with tenderness and affection. "Thank you, Si Yang... If it weren't for you, I might have made a grave mistake."
Qu Si Yang met Xuan Yang's gaze, her eyes also brimming with warmth. "Do we really need to say such things between us?"
Suddenly, a commotion erupted outside the temple, with voices and footsteps echoing.
"What’s going on?" Xuan Yang felt a chill in his heart and hurried to the temple door to look outside.
He saw a group of villagers approaching the temple, wielding hoes, wooden sticks, and various weapons. They looked fierce and unfriendly, as if they were looking for trouble.
Leading them was Village Chief Lu Zhiyuan. Upon seeing Xuan Yang, his expression changed instantly, filled with worry.
"Xuan Yang! Si Yang! Are you both alright?" Lu Zhiyuan's voice trembled slightly as he pointed at Xuan Yang and Qu Si Yang, exclaiming loudly, "You two are so reckless! If it weren't for your father telling me you were injured, I wouldn't have known what was happening!"
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