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In the deepest part of the cave, shrouded in darkness, an enormous figure was slowly moving.
With each step it took, the entire cave seemed to tremble.
Gradually, this colossal creature came into full view, its overwhelming presence making it almost impossible to breathe.
The monster's body was extraordinarily large, towering like a small mountain.
Thick, viscous liquid dripped continuously from its form, producing a crisp and eerie "plop, plop" sound that echoed throughout the quiet, deep cave, resembling a death knell from the underworld that sent chills down one’s spine.
At the same time, the already heavy air in the cave felt as if it had completely solidified, permeated by a nauseating stench that made one want to gag.
Upon closer inspection, this giant beast resembled a massive python but was several times larger than an ordinary snake.
Its body was covered in a dense layer of scales that shimmered with a ghostly green light, reminiscent of flickering ghost fires burning deep in hell—ominous and terrifying.
The crimson tongue flicked in and out, each movement accompanied by a chilling hiss that sounded like the whispers of death itself, foretelling an impending disaster about to befall the world.
Particularly striking were its dual eyes, resembling two enormous blood-red lanterns that emitted a chilling and fearsome glow.
Those dual eyes locked onto Xuan Yang and Qu Si Yang, revealing endless greed and murderous intent as if they were about to swallow them whole, leaving not even a bone behind.
“Holy crap! What the hell is that thing?!” Xuan Yang exclaimed, unable to contain his fear at the horrifying sight before him.
His heart raced wildly, beating so fast it felt as if it might leap out of his chest at any moment.
Qu Si Yang was equally terrified; her face turned pale as paper as she clutched Xuan Yang's arm tightly, her fingertips turning a sickly white.
She trembled slightly, her surging spiritual energy rampaging like a wild horse, continuously pouring into the fiery protective barrier around them.
In an instant, the already brilliant flame shield blazed even brighter, resembling a blazing sun—intense and dazzling—enveloping her and those beside her completely.
Just then, the massive python lunged into the air with ferocious speed, creating a gust of foul wind as it charged forward like an unstoppable force.
The nauseating stench surged like a tide, making one feel sick and nearly suffocating.
The giant python opened its terrifying maw wide, revealing sharp fangs that glinted coldly like two curved blades, seemingly capable of swallowing the two before it with a mere snap.
Faced with such a perilous situation, Xuan Yang dared not hesitate for a moment. He chanted incantations under his breath while swiftly forming hand seals.
With a sudden "whoosh," three dark figures abruptly emerged from the void. Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be three shadowy figures resembling humans, entirely black as ink—the Shadow Puppets.
As soon as they appeared, they charged fearlessly toward the menacing giant python, brandishing their sharp claws and emitting deep, chilling roars.
However, despite their imposing appearance, the three Shadow Puppets proved to be no match for the python in direct confrontation.
The python's powerful tail swept through the air with tremendous force, striking one of the Shadow Puppets with a resounding crack.
With a series of sharp snaps, the Shadow Puppet was torn apart like fragile paper, disintegrating into countless black fragments that scattered across the ground.
Having easily breached the Shadow Puppets' defenses, the python continued its relentless assault, lunging toward Xuan Yang and Qu Si Yang with bared fangs and claws.
As the massive creature drew nearer, Xuan Yang couldn't help but curse aloud, "Damn it! How can this wretched thing be so powerful?"
At that moment, a wave of deep despair washed over him. He could clearly feel the shadow of death gradually enveloping him, as if he were about to be completely consumed by this terrifying python.
Just when it seemed all hope was lost, Qu Si Yang's fiery shield erupted with even greater brilliance, forming a blazing wall of flames that pushed the giant python back.
The intense heat scorched the python's scales, producing a sizzling sound as a burnt smell filled the air.
"Run!" Qu Si Yang shouted, his voice trembling slightly as he grabbed Xuan Yang and dashed deeper into the cave.
The cave twisted and turned as they stumbled through the darkness, the python's roars echoing behind them like a death knell.
Suddenly, a glimmer of light appeared ahead, like a beacon of hope illuminating the dark cavern.
With all their strength, they finally burst out of the cave. The brightness momentarily blinded them, forcing them to squint as they struggled to make sense of their surroundings.
What lay before them left them dumbfounded; a chill shot from their feet straight to their heads.
The village had turned into a sea of flames.
The raging fire consumed the houses, transforming the once peaceful and serene village into a hell on earth.
Thick smoke billowed, blocking out the sun, and the air was filled with the acrid smell of burning. The cries of anguish echoed endlessly, resembling wails from hell, breaking hearts everywhere.
The shadowy forces ravaged their homeland like a swarm of locusts. Clad in black robes and wielding sharp blades, they attacked the villagers with madness, wantonly destroying everything in their path.
“Damn it!” Xuan Yang roared, his eyes filled with rage and hatred.
He clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his flesh, blood oozing between his fingers.
He charged into the village, and the Shadow Puppet reappeared, engaging in fierce combat with one of the minor leaders of the shadowy forces. The Puppet Masters moved like dark phantoms through the flames, fighting desperately against their enemies.
However, his strength was still insufficient. Faced with the powerful minor leader, Xuan Yang quickly found himself at a disadvantage, sustaining multiple injuries as blood stained his clothes.
Qu Si Yang also joined the battle, her flame shield transforming into an offensive weapon that resembled a fire dragon, pushing back the enemies. She wielded her staff, unleashing waves of fiery attacks that engulfed the foes around her.
But the enemy was numerous, surging like a tide; both of them gradually felt overwhelmed and exhausted.
At that moment, Lu Zhiyuan appeared.
He stood high above, coldly observing everything with no expression on his face, as if none of this concerned him. Dressed in a gray robe with hair as white as snow yet youthful in appearance, he exuded an elusive aura that was hard to grasp.
“Old Village Chief, what are you doing! Why aren’t you helping?” Xuan Yang questioned angrily, his voice hoarse and tinged with despair.
Lu Zhiyuan did not respond; he simply watched silently, his gaze filled with complex emotions as if hiding some secret.
A heavy feeling settled in Xuan Yang's heart as an ominous premonition surged within him, filling him with unease.
Could it be… that the Old Village Chief had some connection to the shadowy forces?
This thought shocked and terrified him like a bolt of lightning striking through his mind, leaving him momentarily unable to accept it.
At that moment, the small leader of the Shadow Forces launched another attack. He swung a massive black battle axe down at Xuan Yang with all his might. Xuan Yang couldn't dodge in time and was struck, sent flying to the ground where he landed heavily, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Xuan Yang!" Qu Si Yang exclaimed, rushing to his side, her eyes filled with worry and urgency.
Xuan Yang struggled to get up but found himself utterly powerless, as if his body had fallen apart.
Damn it! Am I really going to die here?
His heart was filled with unwillingness and despair as the world around him began to blur.
Suddenly, a shadow flashed by, quick as lightning and impossible to catch. The small leader of the Shadow Forces was knocked to the ground, letting out a painful groan.
Xuan Yang looked up and saw a familiar figure standing before him, holding a black dagger, their gaze icy like that of a reaper from hell.
It's Shadow!
Why is he here?
Shadow slowly approached Xuan Yang, looking down at him from above, a cold smile playing on his lips that seemed both mocking and pitying.
"You have finally awakened."
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