nashuaworldcup Chapter 368
Chapter 368
The serpent chanted incantations, unleashing a magical spell. In an instant, the sky changed color, and a powerful oppressive force descended. Under this force, the members of the dark forces were unable to move and were temporarily suppressed.
Seeing this, Ye Jiuchen was overjoyed, knowing this was the perfect opportunity. He swiftly mobilized his inner energy, his hands moving like phantoms, precisely placing silver needles to form a trapping array around him. The trapping array, combined with the power of the spirit serpent, unleashed tremendous power. Under this double attack, the dark forces gradually succumbed and collapsed one after another.
After a fierce battle, the forces of darkness were finally wiped out. Ye Jiuchen let out a long sigh of relief and collapsed wearily to the ground. Looking at the mess before him, he knew in his heart that this was merely a victory in a battle, not final peace.
After this battle, Ye Jiuchen realized that simply guarding the outside of the mountain range was far from enough. He had to find the root of the dark forces and eradicate them completely to prevent future troubles.
Back at the medical school, Ye Jiuchen informed everyone of his decision. Although the students were reluctant to part with him, they knew that their teacher's actions concerned the well-being of all people, and they all expressed their understanding and support.
On the day of his departure, the sun shone brightly. Ye Jiuchen, dressed in a simple white robe and carrying his travel bag, bid farewell to the students of the Medical School. With resolute steps, he embarked on his unknown journey to find the source of darkness. The students watched his tall and determined figure, their hearts filled with respect and blessings. Meanwhile, within the Medical School, the sound of reading continued, as the students, upholding their initial aspirations to heal the sick and save lives, continued their relentless pursuit of medicine.
Driven by a steadfast belief in uncovering the roots of the dark forces and restoring peace to the world, Ye Jiuchen tirelessly journeyed northward. Along the way, the wind whistled past his ears, and the swirling dust seemed to whisper tales of the unknown and arduous path ahead. He had heard that strange and eerie events had recently occurred in the north, and various signs suggested that this region might hold the key to unraveling the mystery of the dark forces.
On this day, Ye Jiuchen stepped into a desolate village. The scene before him filled him with pity; the villagers were all emaciated, their bodies hunched over like withered old trees. Their eyes were empty and listless, as if they had lost all hope for life. Without hesitation, Ye Jiuchen immediately used his medical skills to examine each villager's condition. After a careful examination, he discovered that the villagers were afflicted with a very peculiar Gu poison, which was silently eroding their vitality and life force.
Ye Jiuchen frowned, knowing full well how troublesome this Gu poison was, but he did not back down in the slightest. Relying on his superb medical skills, he quickly prepared herbs and performed acupuncture, devoting himself wholeheartedly to treating the villagers and curing them of the poison. After a long and arduous effort, some villagers were finally freed from the torment of the Gu poison, and their bodies gradually regained some vitality.
To find the source of this poison, Ye Jiuchen found an elderly man and asked him in a low voice. The old man's eyes still held fear and unease as he said in a trembling voice, "A group of men in black robes once appeared in the village. They were strange and their aura was terrifying. Not only that, they also brought some medicinal herbs. As soon as those herbs appeared, the entire village was shrouded in an evil aura, and then everyone fell ill."
Upon hearing this, Ye Jiuchen was certain that these black-robed figures must have some connection to the forces of darkness. Following this clue, he resolutely headed towards a deep mountain. This mountain was shrouded in mist year-round, its treacherous terrain deterring most from venturing there. Ye Jiuchen struggled through the forest, and finally, beneath a hidden mountain wall, he discovered a deep, ancient cave.
As soon as he stepped into the cave, a strong stench of decay hit him, and Ye Jiuchen instinctively covered his mouth and nose. He looked closely and saw that the cave walls were covered with strange runes, twisted and eerie, as if concealing some unknown evil power. Ye Jiuchen became wary, taking each step with extreme caution.
Suddenly, a chilling, biting wind howled through the cave, sending shivers down one's spine. Immediately afterward, a group of dark figures surged out from the shadows like a tidal wave, baring their fangs and claws as they lunged at Ye Jiuchen. Ye Jiuchen swiftly drew the silver needles from his waist, his eyes instantly sharpening. He unleashed a masterful defensive technique; the silver needles in his hands moved like nimble darts, carrying a glint of cold light, precisely striking the dark figures. At the same time, he circulated his medical spiritual energy, a faint golden light emanating from his body, repelling the attacks.
In the midst of the fierce battle, Ye Jiuchen discovered that these shadowy figures were not physical entities, but rather vengeful spirits controlled by dark forces. They emitted mournful cries and attacked relentlessly. Ye Jiuchen knew that if he didn't quickly break free from the control behind them, these vengeful spirits would continue to pour in, posing an endless threat.
So, while skillfully dodging the attacks of the vengeful spirits, he carefully observed his surroundings, trying to find an opening. Time passed second by second, and the battle entered a fierce stage, with Ye Jiuchen's stamina gradually being depleted. Just when he was starting to feel overwhelmed, he caught a glimpse of a special stone emitting a faint glow in a corner of the cave wall.
Ye Jiuchen's heart skipped a beat. He concentrated his energy and used all his strength to shoot a silver needle fiercely at the rock. With a muffled thud, the rock shattered instantly. A miracle occurred; the frantically attacking shadows vanished instantly, and the evil aura that permeated the cave gradually dissipated.
Ye Jiuchen let out a long sigh and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He knew he was one step closer to the truth about the dark forces. After a short rest, he walked resolutely deeper into the cave. Unknown challenges might await him, but his conviction had never been stronger.
Ye Jiuchen ventured deeper into the winding mountain cave path, his vigilance as taut as a fully drawn bowstring, daring not to relax for a moment. The surrounding stone walls grew increasingly damp, and the stench of decay in the air intensified, mixed with a faint, eerie, fishy smell.
Just then, strange murals on the cave walls came into his view. Though weathered by time and their colors faded, the murals still conveyed a chilling atmosphere. They depicted a mysterious and sinister ritual: numerous figures in black robes surrounded a massive bronze cauldron, their bodies contorted, their movements bizarre, and they chanted incantations. From within the cauldron, black smoke billowed and surged like a monstrous beast, wisps of black energy seemingly carrying endless resentment, spreading outwards.