Chapter 85: Chapter 86: The Corpse Moves Out
Fu Heng’s yelling from below did not cause the slightest ripple in Lin Qian’s heart, nor did it soften him in any way.
Lin Qian knew clearly that if Fu Heng’s earlier scheme had succeeded, his methods would likely have been even more despicable.
His previous experience on Prison Island had fully made Lin Qian realize that, in this world, one could harbor good intentions, but when dealing with enemies, not a trace of such feelings could be tolerated.
As time passed, the sky grew darker, and those on the top floor of the library where Lin Qian and the others were couldn’t help feeling a bit tense.
At this moment, the so-called “corpses” were probably about to begin their movement.
“Everyone, be vigilant. These so-called corpses, we don’t even know where they will appear from,” Lin Qian turned back and warned, “It’s possible that in this library we are in, moving corpses could suddenly appear.”
Lin Qian’s words made everyone involuntarily swallow their saliva and carefully observe their surroundings.
At the top of the tower, Ye Xin imperceptibly leaned closer to Lin Qian.
This slight movement of Ye Xin’s did not escape Lin Qian, and he quietly smiled to himself, “Still a girl, after all.”
Thinking this, Lin Qian reached out and gently clasped Ye Xin’s delicate, boneless hand in his palm.
Originally fearful of the unknown corpses, Ye Xin felt considerably reassured by Lin Qian’s sudden action, and she sneakily looked up at him, meeting his eyes full of laughter.
Ye Xin, caught in the act of sneaking glances, blushed and quickly lowered her head.
Lin Qian chuckled softly, holding onto Ye Xin’s hand as he continued to look downward.
The small world’s tiny sun had vanished, dusk followed suit, replaced by bright moonlight that illuminated the Ruins.
With the help of the moonlight, Lin Qian clearly saw the fog that had been gathering around the Ruins’ structures suddenly took form in bundles and began to converge.
Moreover, Lin Qian noticed that this fog was converging towards the scattered dead trees within these Ruins.
Between the structures beyond the Dead Tree Forest, there were also dead trees—larger in size compared to those within the forest though fewer in number.
The mist, now like a thin veil over these Ruins, was being absorbed back into these dead trees, seemingly sucked back by the trees themselves.
Seeing this situation, Lin Qian suddenly realized.
It turned out that the formation of this dense fog originated within these dead trees.
During the day, these dead trees would release the fog, and come night, they would retract it back into themselves.
Lin Qian now understood why the fog was so dense in the Dead Tree Forest, and within the range of this Ruins, it was almost negligible, barely affecting anything.
The source of the fog, it turned out, were these dead trees.
In the Dead Tree Forest, with its many trees, the dense fog produced was substantial. In contrast, this Ruins area had fewer trees, resulting in hardly any fog.
After realizing this, the others, not being fools either, naturally figured out the reason as well.
“It seems that these dead trees look quite similar to spirit wood, just the complete opposite,” Ye Xin suddenly spoke up after observing for a while.
Lin Qian and the others nodded as if enlightened.
Spirit Wood was a special type of tree cultivated by alchemists, which could absorb nutrients and emit Spiritual Energy under the stimulation of sunlight.
In Coastal State, all the major forces would plant such Spirit Wood.
Just like in the Wanxiang Sect’s designated areas for trials and Disciple residence areas, dense forests of these Spirit Woods were planted, thereby enhancing the richness of the Sect’s nature’s spiritual energy.
“If we assume that these dead trees were originally Spirit Woods and transformed into this state after a major change, they used to produce spiritual energy during the day, but now they instead release this white fog that ensnares the mind,” Lin Qian suddenly spoke up.
Lin Qian’s words shocked everyone, making them wonder what cataclysm the Ancient Sect had faced that could have turned the Spirit Wood into such withered trees.
As they were grappling with doubts, movements began from below where Fu Heng was located.
Before Lin Qian and the others’ astonished gazes, they saw firsthand the dead trees within these ruins suddenly beginning to tremble.
The dirt in which these dead trees were rooted churned, suddenly revealing a dark, gaping hole.
Moments later, a pale hand extended from these pitch-dark holes, grasping the edges, and the owner of the pale arm clambered out from the hole.
What crawled out of the hole beneath the dead tree looked like a human, but was not.
These creatures emerging were the so-called Dead Land’s corpses, with ghastly white skin, unkempt hair, and gloomy green flames flickering within their hollow eye sockets; their bodies were adorned with tattered clothing.
From these corpses, Lin Qian could only detect a fierce maliciousness, devoid of any trace of life, clearly the type of corpses that could move.
Moreover, eerily, the corpses’ bodies weren’t decaying but their pale skin under the moonlight shimmered with a metallic luster.
“Lin Qian, let me go, let me go now, or I will haunt you even as a ghost!”
From the library tower, Lin Qian and the others had a clear view, not to mention how clear Fu Heng could see.
Under such bizarre circumstances, it was natural for him to scream in terror.
From the library’s top floor, Lin Qian, looking out the window, slightly nodded, “As you wish.”
As Lin Qian’s words fell, with a gesture from him at the window, the golden Binding Rope released itself and fell from Fu Heng’s body to the ground.
“Give me a Upper B recovery Pill,” Lin Qian extended his hand to Lei Qian nearby.
Without hesitation, Lei Qian took out a jade bottle and handed it to Lin Qian.
After Lin Qian poured out a Pill and returned the bottle to Lei Qian, he smiled and tossed the Pill to Fu Heng from the library window, “This is a Upper B Pill; take it.”
Lin Qian’s action made Ye Xin and the others dumbfounded, and Ding Zhirong was utterly perplexed, “Weren’t you letting him die? Why release and give him a Pill for recovery?”
At that moment, Fu Heng below caught the Pill and swallowed it, feeling everything inside him rapidly recovering, and he furiously looked up shouting at Lin Qian, “Lin Qian, have you lost your mind? Hahaha…”
After speaking, Fu Heng sinisterly proceeded to activate his Elemental Weapon Armament and eyed the approaching corpses.
Lin Qian on the library’s top floor merely smiled, pointing at Fu Heng below, “How would we clearly know the strength and characteristics of these corpses if we didn’t let him recover?”
“If it wasn’t a comparison with this monster, Fu Heng’s strength in Nirvana Realm of Coastal State is second to none; these seven or eight corpses might not be able to restrain him, enabling his escape,” Li Letian, stroking his chin, observed as soul power surged around Fu Heng.
Lin Qian shook his head, “He won’t escape; have you all forgotten the Dead Tree Forest?”
“Isn’t it easier to leave at night when the white fog of Dead Tree Forest has dissipated?” Wang Lanxin spoke up.
“Did you already forget what we just saw? The Dead Tree Forest at night might be even more dangerous than during the day,” Lin Qian said with a laugh.
Lin Qian’s words made everyone come to a realization.