The Invincible Supreme Medical God-Chapter 1076 - 574: Active State_2

Yan Xiaobao felt goosebumps rising on his skin, surrounded completely by flickering shields at this moment.

Du Lingfei watched as the fruits held hands and sang, her facial expression flickering with fear. Her heart filled with disgust, she gritted her teeth, her Phoenix-like eyes flashing with anger. Just as she prepared to suddenly cast a spell, the fruits' face was filled with fear.

"Auntie is here!!" they cried, running back to the tree, jumping to their original positions. Soon, their laughter and singing disappeared, looking nothing more than ordinary fruits.

The young man from Luochen Clan didn't turn to look at them, but they could hear his voice as he said, "These are Spiritual Fruits that the Clan Leader brought back from deep within the Flandre Mountain. What do you think of their singing, Daoist comrades? They love to sing."

As they followed along, Feng Yan and Du Lingfei's faces appeared uneasy.

Yan Xiaobao still lingered behind. Suddenly, as he realized... another set of footsteps could be heard, a sense of fear arose within him!

Step, step, step....

The exact time of this development couldn't be determined, but as of now... evidently five people were walking along this path!

From the moment they entered the courtyard, maybe those footsteps mixed with theirs, unnoticed due to the strange fruits. But now, in the silence after the fruits' outburst, the extra footsteps were very prominent.

The echoing footsteps made Yan Xiaobao tremble. Most terrifying was that the footsteps were coming from behind him. Suddenly, a cold breeze seemed to flow down his back, as if a presence breathing down his neck.

"Hey, guys..." he said, "Has any of you noticed... there's another set of footsteps!" As the hair on the back of Yan Xiaobao's neck stood up, Feng Yan's face flickered as he too discovered the footsteps.

Du Lingfei's pupils constricted, and she began to gasp.

The three suddenly stopped walking, and as they did so, the sound of the other footsteps vanished.

Yan Xiaobao's heart pounded fiercely. Clenching his jaw tight, he slowly turned his head to find himself staring into the eyes of a young woman in a red robe!

Her robe gently swayed, her face was pale, as though life had left it. Her lips quivered before, strangely, she smiled at Yan Xiaobao, then she said: "This fire won't help me."

The sudden occurrence made Yan Xiaobao leap up screaming. The red-robed young woman suddenly transformed into a glint of light, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Yan Xiaobao looked around, pale-faced, but there was nothing... except the echo of his own scream.

Du Lingfei and Feng Yan looked around in horror. Although they didn't see anything unusual like Yan Xiaobao did, their hearts still pounded relentlessly.

Then, a woman's voice suddenly arose, singing a song. The lyrics floated throughout the courtyard, eerie and mysterious, almost like a lullaby intended to soothe a baby. Just its sound made the darkness seem sharper than before.

"Good little baby, it's time to sleep; the wind is blowing, the flames are leaping; don't cry now, don't peek..."

"Enough with the tricks in the living room!" Feng Yan blurted out, evidently on edge. He immediately formed a spell gesture, summoning a Flying Sword that began to orbit around him.

At the same moment, the young man with the lantern turned to look at them. The flickering light from the lantern made him appear stranger than ever.

"What are you standing there for? Come on, let's continue moving forward." He smiled, a grin somehow very unnatural.

Feng Yan took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with a hint of ferocity, he said, "No, we're not going anywhere. Look, we're here investigating the disappearance of one of our disciples. Daoist comrade, do you perhaps remember people like us arriving here about five months ago?"

Du Lingfei had already taken out a magical device, her eyes focusing intently.

"No, I don't think so," the young man replied. His gentle words floated in the air, seemingly in harmony with the woman's singing.

"Daoist comrade," Du Lingfei suddenly said, "where have your fellow members gone?"

The young man's smile broadened to an unnatural extent. "Oh, they went on a business trip. Are you done with your questions?"

"Yes, we've finished here," Feng Yan said. "We'll leave now." Subsequently, he turned and headed toward a different path. Du Lingfei followed closely, and as for Yan Xiaobao, he had already started flying, and was still ahead of them.

The young man's smile was now wide, the sides of his mouth beginning to tear, almost as if his head was being split in half! "If you don't want to proceed further, at least what you can do is stay... stay to keep in touch..."

The lantern suddenly turned green, making the entire courtyard darker than before. Even as those words left the young man's mouth, he began floating in mid-air toward Feng Yan.

Feng Yan's face fell, he performed a spell and pointed out, his Flying Sword shooting toward the young man. As the young man let the sword stab him, a loud bang echoed. Then, as he targeted Feng Yan, his grin broadened further.

Gasping, Feng Yan flinched, simultaneously pulling out a black pill and tossing it to the ground. As the pill erupted, a crackling wave of heat sounded.

The charging young man was hit by the explosion and tumbled backward, his body covered in wounds. However, he exhibited no apparent pain. He maintained his smile as he swiftly flew through the air like a kite on a windy day, charging toward Feng Yan once more.

Where the pill had exploded, many glowing lines were now visible, as they began to form collectively, all exuding an intense aura of death, as if they were self-repairing.

Seeing the design on the ground, Feng Yan cried out in panic, "There's a spell here! It's a shadow formation!!"

Meanwhile, the green stones beneath Du Lingfei's feet began vibrating, then eyes opened wide. Frail, corpse-like arms resembled tree branches. Just below the surface of these arms' skin, countless worm-like creatures squirmed and wriggled. Those arms... grabbed onto Du Lingfei's right leg.

Sound rose from the green stones, insidious, fear-inducing sounds.

"When you step on us, it hurts... "

"Come. Join us...

Du Lingfei's face turned pale. She quickly made a spell gesture and pointed, causing a banner to fly from her bag. It instantly transformed into two mists swirling in her defense. Simultaneously, a Flying Sword appeared, its shimmering sword light severing the hands gripping her leg, allowing her to retreat.

As for Yan Xiaobao, the woman's singing suddenly echoed in his ears.

"Don't cry now, don't peek..." Yan Xiaobao's scalp tingled intensely, feeling like it might explode. His eyes flushed red, as he stuck more and more paper Amulets onto his body, he let out a fierce shout, causing more and more shields to spring up. Soon, he was surrounded by a barrier nearly two meters thick.

Almost all shields appeared as soon as the red-robed woman suddenly dashed toward Yan Xiaobao from the darkness.

Intercepted in place, she could be heard piercing about thirty percent into the barrier. Then she shrieked, a shriek apparently capable of penetrating the shields. As the ear-splitting sound pierced Yan Xiaobao's ears, he began losing consciousness.

Stunned, he struggled to bite his tongue, gaining clarity enough to see the woman transform into a swarm of countless red beetles, then began to swarm against his shields.

However, the shields were too thick, and the red beetles couldn't penetrate the remaining seventy percent. Bouncing back, they flew again, reshaping into the form of the red-robed woman.

She stared at Yan Xiaobao for a moment, then rushed at him again, beginning to laugh.

At the same time, as the ornamental rocks started rippling and transforming into stone puppets, thumping sounds could be heard. Fruit trees also spawned arms and legs, tearing themselves from the ground, starting to advance toward Yan Xiaobao and the others. Strangely, the fruits on the trees began to laugh and sing nursery rhymes again.

One of the trees joined the red-robed woman specifically targeting Yan Xiaobao.

"Puppets!" Du Lingfei gasped.

Yan Xiaobao shook fiercely. In all his years of life, he had never experienced such an impending sense of danger. As the woman approached him, he rapidly formed a spell gesture, as he swept his fingers toward her, channeling all his spiritual energy.

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