Chapter 120 Exclusive Release. Therefore, they...

Therefore, even after they got together, Han Shannan remained silent. When Wen Riwan saw that he really didn't want to talk to her and didn't want to make a fool of herself, she also started to keep quiet.

Two people who are usually very talkative were now standing together and not saying a word. I wonder if this is another example of things going to extremes and then reversing.

Just as they stepped into Li Chenjin's courtyard, a shrill scream suddenly came from afar. The sound was sharp and piercing, filled with endless pain and fear, as if it were a wail coming from the depths of hell.

But after that voice fell, the surroundings did not return to calm. Instead, more and more screams rang out from all directions.

At first, there were only a few scattered spots, but soon they connected into a whole area, making the listeners' scalps tingle and their hair stand on end.

At the same time, a series of hurried and chaotic footsteps also rang out from all directions, interspersed with heavy sounds, like some heavy objects being repeatedly hit the ground.

The muffled sounds, screams, and footsteps blended together, rising and falling in waves, and if you listened carefully, you would find...

Those sounds...

It seems to be rapidly approaching their location.

Han Shannan instantly drew his longsword, his gaze fixed on the direction from which the muffled sound came from outside the courtyard.

Just as he was on high alert, Wen Riwan's exclamation suddenly came from behind him: "What is that thing?!"

Han Shannan immediately turned around and saw a figure appear on the courtyard wall behind them.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered that it was a disheveled woman in tattered clothes, with a pale, bloodless face and dull, lifeless eyes, as if she were a soulless human puppet.

Then another person appeared, a woman with disheveled hair and tattered clothes, just like the first one. Then came a second, a third, a fourth...

In the blink of an eye, the entire courtyard wall was covered with people.

Those people, men and women, young and old, all had ashen faces and empty eyes.

Some were standing on the courtyard wall, while others were clinging to the edge of the wall with both hands, only half of their faces showing.

Without exception, those people stared intently in their direction with dark, lifeless eyes devoid of any light or vitality.

Wen Riwan, who was still able to make a sound, felt a chill run from the soles of her feet to the top of her head as she looked at the scene before her, causing her throat to tighten suddenly, as if something was choking her, and she could not make a sound.

At the same time, her whole body was stiff and rigid, as if she had been frozen. She couldn't even move a finger, let alone run away.

To be honest, she used to either create magical artifacts in the realm of artifact cultivation or in the realm of magic cultivation, so she never had to face this kind of thing, nor did she need to.

Therefore, even though she's grown up, she can count the number of evil spirits she's seen on her ten fingers.

That's why, when faced with such a bizarre and frightening sight, she was so terrified that she froze, unable to do anything except tremble uncontrollably.

But soon she realized that the reason she couldn't make a sound was because she was terrified.

But when a person sees something even more frightening, even if their body is frozen with fear, they will instantly regain their mobility.

She couldn't help but scream, then pointed in a direction and cried out in terror, "What is that?!"

Han Shannan looked in the direction she pointed, and from the direction where he had heard the muffled sound earlier, a huge demon wolf slowly emerged from the shadows.

Han Shannan himself grew up in the demon realm, so he had naturally seen many demon beasts who either lacked sufficient cultivation or lacked opportunities, and even if they cultivated a demon body, they could not cultivate a human form.

But the monster in front of him was clearly different from the ones he usually saw.

It was surrounded by wisps of black and red mist, and its fur was sparse, as if it had shed large patches.

And the skin exposed among the sparse hair also had an eerie dark red color.

Its dark red skin was covered with scars of varying depths, and in some places, you could even see the white bones. It looked like it was seriously injured, but it seemed completely unaware of it, as if it did not realize that it was injured and could not feel any pain.

After it emerged completely from the shadows, its red-glowing eyes stared intently in their direction. With a gulp, it spat out a limp, lifeless corpse onto the ground.

Then, it fully revealed its fangs, which gleamed with a chilling light under the moonlight.

Han Shannan opened his mouth and spoke a language that Wen Riwan could not understand; it should be the language used for communication among demons.

But the monster not only didn't react to it, it also raised its head and howled. Hearing the wolf howls coming from inside and around the Wanshan Gate, Han Shannan suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

He gripped his sword tightly and said to Wen Riwan, "Li Chen is asleep by now. Go into her room to protect her, and I'll protect you from outside."

Wen Riwan was already on the verge of tears. She said in a trembling voice, "I...I...my legs are weak, I can't walk..."

Han Shannan: "..."

Just as he was wondering if throwing Wen Riwan into Li Chenjin's room would provoke the demon beast and the surrounding puppets to take action, the demon beast charged towards them first.

Wen Riwan immediately screamed and covered her face. Han Shannan glanced back at her, wanting to say something, but before he could say anything, he picked up his sword and rushed towards the direction of the monster.

Han Shannan's sword manual was not learned in vain. Although he did not know why this monster, which had not yet transformed into human form, was so much stronger than him, he was still able to fight the monster to a draw by relying on his unpredictable and versatile sword technique.

Of course, this would be if Wen Riwan and those puppets weren't there.

He glanced back and saw that the puppets on the courtyard walls had all jumped down.

Most of the puppets surrounded Wen Riwan. Although Wen Riwan had managed to erect a barrier with her magic artifacts in time, her cultivation level was not high, so even if she could resist, she could not resist much.

Most importantly, some of the puppets had already headed towards Li Chenjin's door.

He immediately shook off the demonic beast, rushed into the courtyard, kicked away a puppet that was about to push open the door, and then used his sword to force back the rest of the puppets.

The demon beast that he had barely managed to drive back earlier ran into the courtyard, presumably holding a grudge against Han Shannan for hitting it. Ignoring Wen Riwan who was standing by the courtyard gate, it charged straight at Han Shannan.

Facing the demonic beast and dozens of puppets surrounding him who would occasionally launch sneak attacks, Han Shannan's sword moves became increasingly ruthless, yet he gradually began to be at a disadvantage.

When he was fighting this monster alone, he could barely manage, but now that he was surrounded by enemies on all sides, no matter how skilled he was, he couldn't avoid getting injured.

As more and more puppets surrounded him, new wounds continued to appear on his body. In no time, his light blue brocade robe was stained red with his own blood, and he was almost entirely covered in red from head to toe.

Even though Wen Riwan didn't understand sword techniques or know how to fight, she knew that if things continued like this, Han Shannan would definitely die here.

He's still standing because he's holding on by sheer willpower. Once he's exhausted his last bit of strength, he might become the same corpse that the demon wolf had in its mouth.

Wen Riwan couldn't help but shout, "Go away! Don't worry about me. I'd rather die than owe you my life!"

Han Shannan is now in constant pain, which makes him move much slower than usual. This is why he is always a little slower when he has to block, causing him to suffer new injuries.

He also felt that he was probably going to die here, and couldn't think of any last words, but after hearing Wen Riwan's words, he couldn't help but reply, "This cultivator didn't do it for you!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the monster raised its claws again and lunged at him.

He tried to raise his sword to block, but for some reason, the spiritual energy in his body suddenly stagnated, as if something had entered his spiritual meridians and blocked the flow of his spiritual energy.

So even if he raised his sword at this moment, this sword, which had no spiritual power whatsoever, could not stop the wolf's claw at all. He was afraid that he would be maimed beyond recognition and have his intestines spill out.

Although he was still very young in the demon realm, he had thought about what his death would be like. He had imagined so many ways, but he never thought he would die in such an ugly way. He even wanted to ask the demon beast if it could give him a more pleasing way to die.

But he had tried to communicate with the monster earlier, and it seemed to not understand him at all, or perhaps it was unwilling to pay attention to him. In any case, it did not give any response. The only response that could be considered was that it rushed over to kill him.

Just as he had resigned himself to a gruesome death, the door behind him suddenly burst open, and a figure darted out of the room.

He didn't even see the person's figure clearly. He only saw a few flashes of spiritual light. The thing wrapped in spiritual light, which looked like a sword, blocked the wolf's claws and sent all the puppets flying.

A series of booming sounds were heard as the puppets either smashed through houses or courtyard walls. Unlike when they were thrown back by Han Shannan, the puppets did not get up quickly after landing. Instead, they lay on the ground, their bodies still wrapped in spiritual energy, unable to move at all.

After knocking away the puppets that were very close to them, the figure still had the strength to turn around, extend an arm, and steadily catch Han Shannan's body as he was about to fall. He put his arm around Han Shannan's waist, stepped on the ground, and immediately used the momentum to leap several feet into the air, causing the attacking monster to miss its target.

The figure that had his arm around his waist seemed to possess inexhaustible spiritual power. He lowered his head slightly, looked down, and his gaze fell on the demon wolf.

After clearly seeing the location of the demon wolf, she suddenly tightened her grip on his waist. Once she was sure he wouldn't fall, her spiritual power surged, carrying him rapidly downwards until he could only see a blurry afterimage.