Four corpse puppets suddenly appeared in front of Zhan Yihan, blocking his way.
Zhan Yihan curled his lips coldly, raised his hand and swung the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand. The four corpse puppets had no power to resist and disappeared in the sword light without even having time to scream.
In just a few minutes, Zhan Yihan arrived at the other side of the bridge. Along the way, there were constant corpse puppets blocking his way, but it had no effect on Zhan Yihan at all.
Zhan Yihan stopped and looked at a middle-aged woman sitting not far ahead. Her hair was disheveled and she exuded a cold, deathly aura. Behind her stood a dozen expressionless corpse puppets. It turned out to be a demonic cultivator.
The middle-aged woman opened her eyes, flashing with sinister light, and stared at Zhan Yihan viciously, "It was you who killed my corpse puppet?" She had underestimated this secular world. She didn't expect that there would be such a powerful existence here.
"That's right." Zhan Yihan said in a deep voice. He was definitely going to kill this demon cultivator.
The middle-aged woman stood up from the ground and raised her hand. A spirit-calling banner appeared in her hand. "In that case, then accept death."
As she spoke, she shook the soul-calling flag in her hand, and saw the flag overflowing with demonic energy. Waves of sharp screams and creepy cries came from the soul-calling flag as if coming from the depths of hell, and at the same time, gusts of cold wind blew around.
The dozen or so corpse puppets behind her also rushed towards Zhan Yihan at the same time.
Zhan Yihan stood still, having already seen the other person's cultivation level clearly. He was only a cultivator in the late Jindan stage. With such a cultivation level, he could kill him with a wave of his hand. He had not understood the demonic energy before, but now that he knew it was released by the ghost in the soul-summoning banner, he had nothing to fear.
With a sweep of the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, the dozen or so corpse puppets that rushed forward were instantly turned into nothingness under the sword light.
Seeing that her only remaining corpse puppets were killed by Zhan Yihan, the middle-aged female cultivator was furious, "You rat, I will kill you and everyone related to you." She had spent countless efforts and painstakingly cultivated these corpse puppets, and now they were completely destroyed by this young man overnight. How could she not be angry?
The soul-summoning flag in the middle-aged female cultivator's hand shook even more violently. Dense swarms of ghosts rushed out of the soul-summoning flag screaming, and rushed towards Zhan Yihan one after another.
Zhan Yihan raised his hand and swung out a ball of fire, which swept towards the ghosts rushing towards him. In an instant, screams rang out and countless ghosts were swallowed by the flames.
Seeing this, the middle-aged female cultivator frowned and turned to flee. She had already realized that she was no match for the other party, and if she stayed here any longer, her life would be in danger.
But before she could run two steps, the middle-aged female cultivator was stopped by an invisible barrier. Her heart sank suddenly, "It's actually a formation!" At this moment, there was only despair in her heart.
A ball of fire swept over from behind, and the middle-aged female cultivator had no time to dodge and was surrounded by the flames.
"Ah!" She screamed in despair and quickly disappeared in the flames.
Zhan Yihan retracted the flame, raised his hand to pick up the soul-summoning flag that the middle-aged female cultivator had dropped on the ground, removed the soul mark belonging to the middle-aged female cultivator on the flag, and activated the flag again.
As the soul-summoning banner was activated, countless evil spirits swarmed in from all directions and were all absorbed into the banner.
In the village, a villager wandering on a small path shuddered and woke up. He looked around in confusion, "Why am I here?"
One by one, the villagers woke up, and the dead village suddenly regained its former vitality.
At this time, the sun had just risen in the sky, and a ray of golden sunlight shone down from the clouds, enveloping everyone, making them warm and giving people a feeling of rebirth.
"The battalion commander succeeded, that's great!"
"Our mission is accomplished and we can finally go home."
"I miss my wife." The soldiers guarding the other bridges cheered. They belonged to a special unit, and their mission was more difficult than that of ordinary soldiers. Every time they went out, they were mentally prepared for sacrifice.
Seeing Zhan Yihan approaching from a distance, the soldiers' faces showed admiration, respect, and reluctance. This was their last mission with the battalion commander.
For nearly two years together, the battalion commander had brought them out of danger time and time again, making them stronger and fearless of any difficulties. However, from now on, there would be no chance to carry out missions with the battalion commander again.
At the moment of completing the mission, they were happy, but more than that, they were reluctant to leave. They really couldn't bear to part with their battalion commander.
Zhan Yihan stood in front of everyone, his eyes sweeping over them one by one, with a hint of reluctance in his eyes, "Let's go back!" These were his comrades who had shared life and death with him, how could he be reluctant to part with them.
"Yes!" Everyone responded in unison, their voices loud and full of masculine spirit.
Before Su Jinyue and Ma Lingling reached the school gate, they saw Ding Sian and his group from afar, standing at the school gate waiting for them.
"Ma Lingling, Su Jinyue." Seeing Su Jinyue and Ma Lingling, Ding Sian and others waved happily to them and walked towards them.
"Long time no see." Su Jinyue smiled and nodded at everyone.
"If you don't show up, we'll have to wait until next year to see each other again." Xu Xinxin said with a smile. This time when she saw Su Jinyue, she found that she was more beautiful than before.
"We've booked a table at Baiweiju, let's go over now," Ding Sian said. Xu Xinxin had been able to secure a table this time thanks to someone she had asked for. She could finally taste Baiweiju's medicinal cuisine, and the thought of it made her drool.
Su Jinyue smiled faintly and nodded. If she had known they were staying at Baiweiju, she would have told them not to make reservations. Baiweiju was doing so much business right now that getting a table wasn't easy.
"Su Jinyue, I was wrong about what happened before. Can you forgive me?" Lin Muzhu looked at Su Jinyue expectantly. She mustered up a lot of courage to say this. They were all having dinner together today, and she didn't want to let the past incident affect everyone's mood.
Su Jinyue nodded and said, "Let's not talk about the past anymore. Let's have a happy day today." She had long since stopped caring about this matter.
Seeing that the two had put aside their past grudges, Ding Sian and the others were relieved of their worries.
"There is a direct bus here. Let's go to the bus stop." Zhang Li pointed to the bus stop not far away.
"Okay." Everyone responded happily and walked towards the bus stop.
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