Yang Sheng waved his hand, signaling Ye Meiniang and the others to leave first.
Those mummified-looking things that crawled out of the ground were very strange.
Their mobility is astonishing; their withered limbs twist and turn as they run, as if they are about to break.
But once they get close, the black, viscous liquid in the seven orifices will immediately turn into tentacles, completely enveloping the person's head.
In no time at all, the person wrapped up will have all their life essence drained, turning into a dried-up corpse.
However, the new mummified corpse does not move; its abdomen is swollen and protruding, and one can even see through the swollen, transparent belly that it is filled with a viscous, dark liquid.
Yang Sheng swung his sword horizontally, instantly cleaving a dried corpse in two, from which black viscous fluid flowed out.
This thing seemed to have a life force, and it was even controlling the mummified corpse to heal.
As Yang Sheng unleashed a Five Thunder Talisman, the black slime was completely blasted into ashes, and the mummified corpse finally stopped moving.
His left hand brushed across the blade, leaving specks of blood that transformed into Five Thunder Talismans that coalesced on the Imperial Guard's sword.
Yang Sheng charged straight into the horde of corpses, thunder exploding wherever he went, unstoppable, leaving countless limbs, flesh, and fragments on the ground.
However, after two rounds of fighting, Yang Sheng withdrew.
This stuff seemed to be endless, constantly gushing out from the ground.
Moreover, the surrounding black mist was constantly eroding everyone's escape space. Once they were touched by this thing, their internal energy would be immediately corroded, and their aura would continuously decline.
If Yang Sheng continues to fight them, he may not be able to kill them all even when he is exhausted.
The situation is even worse for others.
Yuwen Du's men were all from the border army, which gave them a huge advantage when fighting the enemy, but they were somewhat outmatched when facing this monster.
Even if Yuwen Du were to take action, he would have to smash the monster to pieces, completely shattering the viscous black liquid with his internal force before he could be considered to have completely killed the monster.
The situation was even more dire for Jiang Xuerou. The swordsmanship of the Heavenly Sword Sect had limited effectiveness against these monsters, not to mention that they also had to carry the heavily injured Si Tianyao, who was a burden to them.
Only Wu Sisan's side is doing somewhat better.
Wu Sisan's group consisted of all sorts of people from various walks of life. Besides martial artists, some of them were skilled in secret techniques, which allowed them to hold off the mummies for a while.
As more and more black energy surged forth, Yang Sheng withdrew and caught up with Ye Meiniang and the others. There was no one else in sight behind them.
"Boss, it seems the entire county is surrounded by this formation, and there are hardly any survivors left in the county."
Ye Meiniang looked somewhat anxious.
Although Yixian is a small county town on the outskirts of the capital, it has a population of tens of thousands.
If tens of thousands of people were to become such mummified monsters, could they kill one hundred, or even ten thousand?
Yang Sheng said in a deep voice, "Find an opportunity to break through. After all, this is the outskirts of the capital. As long as one person breaks through and goes out to report the news, it will be enough to solve these problems."
Just then, a sound came from ahead. Yang Sheng went to take a look and found that Li Yuanlin and his men were being chased in a sorry state by a group of mummies.
On the other side were the people from the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Yang Sheng narrowed his eyes, sensing that something was amiss.
The people from the Heavenly Sword Sect should have been behind me, so how did they suddenly move in front of me?
Could this formation also have the effect of teleporting? If so, wouldn't that be terrifying?
Yang Sheng turned his gaze to Li Yuanlin, a half-smile on his face, and said, "Lord Li, didn't you leave? Why have you suddenly returned?"
Li Yuanlin cursed his bad luck inwardly.
He had been waiting in the shadows to take advantage of the situation, and in the end, he did indeed witness Yang Sheng and Wu Sisan coming to blows, seemingly about to clash.
But who would have thought that it was all a trap set by the Great Brightness Sect? Li Yuanlin wanted to leave, but it was too late.
The surrounding black mist was getting closer and closer, and the dried corpses were also surging within the black mist. Li Yuanlin had no mind to argue with Yang Sheng at this time.
"Yang Sheng! Now is not the time for arguing! If we delay any longer, we'll all die!"
Li Yuanlin looked at Yang Sheng, his eyes bloodshot and slightly crazed: "Yang Sheng, if we join forces, we have a chance to escape."
I just carefully observed these black mists and mummies on the outermost edge.
This black mist is the power brought by the formation, and it is also the true source of power for these mummified corpses.
The mummified corpse moves faster only when it's inside the black mist; the farther away it is, the slower it moves.
"so what?"
Li Yuanlin licked his lips, looked at the people from the Guardian Division around him, and the Heavenly Sword Sect members who had also been forced here, and said with a sinister expression:
"So you and I can join forces and throw all our subordinates who are dragging us down, as well as those idiots from the Heavenly Sword Sect, out to feed those dried corpses to buy time!"
I've calculated it; the stronger the mummies, the longer it takes them to devour us. With so many of us, they'll have enough time to feast on us for a while. That'll be a perfect opportunity for us to escape!"
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