King of Hundred Victories Saber-Chapter 548 - 187: Killing the Donkey After the Grinding: Jinyi Guard Raids Heroic Sakura Association’s Temporary Headquarters
The two were immersed in this sweet atmosphere, with only each other’s breath and heartbeat remaining in the world.
After a long while, the two separated. Yili leaned on Shi Feiyang’s shoulder, her fingers unconsciously drawing circles on his chest.
"You were amazing in repelling the Five Poison Sect this time," Yili said with a hint of admiration in her voice. "But I’m also worried. They won’t give up easily. Who knows what sinister tricks they’ll use next time."
Shi Feiyang gently patted Yili’s back to comfort her, "Don’t worry, I’m here. No matter what schemes they have, I won’t let you or everyone else get hurt. Plus, our brothers in the Heroic Sakura Association are very brave. If we work together, we can definitely defeat them."
"Mhm," Yili responded softly, snuggling further into Shi Feiyang’s arms, "As long as I can be with you, I’m not afraid of anything."
Shi Feiyang’s lips curled into a happy smile. He pulled the quilt over them more tightly and whispered in Yili’s ear, "Sleep, my darling, and have a sweet dream."
Yili closed her eyes, a satisfied expression on her face, as she slowly drifted into sleep in Shi Feiyang’s warm embrace.
Shi Feiyang looked at the peacefully sleeping Yili in his arms, his eyes full of tenderness and protection.
He too slowly closed his eyes, savoring this moment of peace and warmth.
During the Mid-Autumn season, the chill grew stronger, and the cold wind cut into one’s face like a knife.
The twilight was like thick ink, slowly spreading and enveloping the century-old Corpse-Driving Inn standing in the wilderness of Bozhou with a layer of eerie and sinister veil.
The inn was nestled among bizarre rocks, surrounded by towering ancient trees. These trees had twisted branches, resembling countless clawing arms of evil spirits stretching wildly in the dim light.
The ground was overgrown with wild grass, the long blades shivering in the cold wind, making a rustling sound like countless resentful spirits weeping softly.
The inn’s sign hung crookedly, swaying in the wind, its letters blurred by the erosion of time and the washing of rain, exuding a faint sense of decay and deathly stillness.
The figures of the Corpse Drivers flickered in this eerie environment, dressed in black robes with wide hats pressed low, covering most of their faces, leaving only eyes filled with coldness exposed.
Their faces were smeared with ghostly white powder, while their lips were intentionally stained a sinister dark red, with old bells hanging around their necks, tinkling with a clear yet chilling sound as they moved.
The Soul Summoning Banners in their hands danced in the wind, painted with mysterious runes.
Suddenly, a sinister horn sounded from afar, the sound low and hoarse, piercing the deathly silence like a summons from Hell. With this, the Five Poison Sect’s revenge action officially commenced.
In an instant, a dense horde of corpses surged in from all directions like a tide.
These corpses wore tattered burial clothes, covered with stains and holes.
Their faces were pale as paper, devoid of blood, and their eyes were hollow and soulless.
Their steps were stiff and sluggish, raising dust with each step as they approached the vanguard of the Heroic Sakura Association.
Their bodies emitted a nauseating stench of decay, so intense it nearly suffocated, polluting the air and permeating a heavy scent of death wherever they went.
On the rooftop of the inn stood Lan Xiaodie, the Sect Leader of the Five Poison Sect. Her black robes billowed furiously in the fierce wind, like the Death God descending in the night.
Her hair flew wildly, her expression cold and stern, her eyes filled with madness and determination.
The jade flute in her hand glowed faintly as she played the eerily unsettling "Yin Realm’s Lead".
The flute sound seemed like an invisible yet powerful force, swirling in the air, like invisible threads controlling the movements of the corpse horde. Under the command of the flute, the corpses quickly formed the "Nine Yin Corpse Evil Array".
The corpses coordinated flawlessly, attacking or defending, moving in unison, emitting deep growling sounds that sent chills down one’s spine.
The vanguard disciples of the Heroic Sakura Association were on high alert, clad in sleek attire, their weapons glinting with a cold light.
Despite facing such terrifying horde of corpses, their eyes revealed determination and fearlessness, showing no sign of retreat.
Shi Feiyang stood tall at the front of the team, like a towering mountain.
His gaze was like a torch, firmly fixed on the corpse horde, with vigilance against the enemy and a confidence in victory in his eyes.
The Celestial Frost Blade in his hand trembled slightly, as if it sensed its master’s intent to fight, eager to drink the blood of its enemy, with its blade gleaming with a cold light.
As the corpse horde surged forward like a tide, the aura of danger became even more intense, like an invisible web of death slowly tightening.
Suddenly, a corpse opened its mouth wide, a flash of cold light, and a "Bone Shattering Spike" shot out like a deadly lightning with astounding speed.
This Bone Shattering Spike was a malicious hidden weapon meticulously crafted by the Five Poison Sect, made of special metal, coated with a potent poison that explodes upon exposure to yang energy. Once it comes into contact with a living person’s yang energy, it instantly activates its internal mechanism, shooting out countless tiny metal fragments with immense power.
A dozen or so disciples in the vanguard of the Heroic Sakura Association, reacting a bit slowly, were directly hit by these Bone Shattering Spikes.
With a loud "bang", those disciples instantly burst into a spray of blood, their bodies torn apart in a gruesome display, limbs and flesh scattering everywhere, a scene too horrific to behold. The other team members witnessing this, though their hearts filled with chills.
