Ghost Realm of Darkness

  Inside the Duanhun Gorge, it was eerily quiet and terrifying, without a single sound of birds or beasts, and people could even hear their own heartbeat.

  Even if four people are living a life of scraping by, facing such a desolate situation would still make one's heart feel chilled to the bone.

  After sunset, a large amount of thick fog immediately fills the Duanhun Gorge, with visibility less than 10 meters.

  "Could there really be an army of undead?"

  Someone said a sentence, and everyone trembled with fear, looking around in horror, as if there was someone lurking in the thick fog.

  "Now you know what it's like to be afraid." Fang Yun said in a low voice.

  No one dared to speak, their minds were completely tense, and they couldn't withstand a single shock. At this moment, a creaking sound came from the thick fog, like the sound of something hard colliding.

  "What's that..." Wu Yue suddenly pointed into the thick fog, a blurry figure, with a shocked face.

  "It's really 'what you fear will come'." Fang Yun sighed.

  Only in the thick fog, three deep and white skulls slowly walked out, with a faint green glow in their eye sockets. White mist spewed from between their skeletal teeth.

  Everyone's face turned pale, and they all grabbed their weapons, even Wu Yue picked up a thick wooden stick to block in front of him.

  "Don't be afraid, they can't see us. We'll go around them and keep moving forward." Fang Yun's voice was lowered to the minimum, as if she was afraid of being heard by them.

  "Look... can't see us?" The crowd asked suspiciously, not daring to believe it easily, nor did they dare not to believe it.

  Those three skulls indeed wandered aimlessly as Fang Yun said, and did not actively approach them.

  "These spirits can't see people, they can only rely on the living's vital energy and smell human scent. The amulet I gave you earlier is used to block the vital energy, but this is only for low-level spirits. What I'm afraid of is encountering high-level spirits, that would be the most troublesome." Fang Yun said.

  Everyone couldn't help but touch the yellow talisman on their chest, looking at Fang Yun with a mixture of trust and doubt.

  Fang Yun and the others walked for three or four hours, during which they encountered no less than a thousand skeletons, some of whom were scattered soldiers, while others were in groups, looking like an army on the march, as if they still retained their instincts from when they were alive.

  However, those skulls and bones were indeed as Fang Yun said, completely invisible to them. They all carefully avoided it, and no one dared to doubt Fang Yun's words again.

  "How much longer until we get past the Soul-Taking Gorge?" Fang Yun asked, turning his head.

  "There are still thirty miles, at least three hours." The boss's face was pale, and his lips seemed to be trembling slightly.

  "Three hours." Fang Yun's eyes narrowed slightly: "In just one more hour, it will be the time of extreme yin."

  "What if it's extremely gloomy?"

  "Did you say someone has seen the vengeful spirits?" Fang Yun retorted, "If we really encounter an extremely inauspicious time, that would be a true Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, with wailing ghosts and howling spirits, and the heavens and earth changing colors."

  "Can we get out of here alive?" the landlady asked.

  "I can, but you..." Fang Yun rubbed his chin.

  Everyone was frightened and trembling all over, and now Fang Yun is the last straw to save their lives. They all stared at Fang Yun with eager eyes, fearing that he would abandon them and leave alone.

  The deeper they went into the Duanhun Gorge, the thicker the mist became, and everyone's heart felt as if it had been weighed down by a heavy anchor.

  Suddenly, the sky began to brighten up, and the fog became much less dense. The round moon hung in the air, and under its shining light, everyone couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, as if they had seen the light.

  Fang Yun let out a breath, and Wu Yue turned his head to ask: "Young Master Fang, is it safe now?"

  Everyone's eyes converged on Fang Yun, and Fang Yun's gaze swept across the crowd: "Take out your weapons, prepare to fight to the death."

  Everyone's face changed drastically, and at the same time, the ground around them began to loosen, as if something was about to drill out.

  Everyone's yellow talisman on their chest suddenly started burning automatically, and the crowd rushed to extinguish it, but the flames couldn't be put out no matter what, and in an instant they had already turned to ashes.

  "You're lucky, you get to see what the real Yellow Spring Hell is like." Fang Yun smiled.

  "You... you can still laugh."

  Only to see the ground constantly drilling out one skull after another, those skulls turned towards Fang Yun and his party at first sight.

  "Hurry up and give us the yellow talisman..."

  "It's useless. At the extreme of yin, yang is exhausted and yin is born. The land of extreme yin cannot accommodate even a thread of yang energy." Fang Yun said calmly: "Break out and kill."

  "Then aren't we done for?"

  "The yin energy of these skulls is very weak, with your strength, killing a few hundred is no problem, as long as you don't encounter some kind of ghost king, there's still a chance to survive." Fang Yun said: "Let the carriage go first, let it open the way, we'll follow behind."

  Everyone followed suit, using force to whip the horses, shouting loudly as they galloped away, quickly scattering the skulls along the way, and charging out a great distance with unstoppable momentum.

  The crowd did not dare to follow, and followed the horse-drawn carriage, rushing out. Wu Yue was sandwiched between Fang Yun, constantly charging forward.

  At this time, no one dared to give up Fang Yun, and Fang Yun was their only chance of survival.

  The horse dragged the carriage, running out several kilometers away, and was finally intercepted. When everyone followed up, there was an extra bloody skull horse.

  "Don't be stunned, open the way!" With Fang Yun's order, the four bosses each drew out their own weapons and charged forward.

  Wu Yue followed behind, also protecting Fang Yun's safety. The boss used a long whip, combined with her 4th-level Dou Qi, the long whip was like a spiritual snake in motion, wherever it passed, bones were crushed to dust.

  The butcher holds two knives and rushes forward with the fastest speed, opening the way in the front and sweeping away all obstacles.

  The black iron abacus in the shopkeeper's hand, the beads flew out and landed accurately on the forehead of each skull, those skeletal heads shattered instantly. Although his movements had the smallest amplitude, he killed the most skeletons.

  Xiao Er belongs to the agile type, holding a pair of daggers. As he is the center, he will help solve the skulls that the other three people miss. It seems like he has it easy, but in fact, he is the most exhausted person, running back and forth between the three people.

  The four men worked together seamlessly, the butcher fought close range, and at the same time he was thick-skinned and impervious to pain. Even if there were a dozen or so skulls surrounding him, they couldn't stop his momentum. Most importantly, he could attract the attention of most of the skulls.

  Zhanggui is a long-range attacker, and his killing power is the strongest among all. He is calm and composed, firmly grasping the key points of speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness.

  The boss then advances and retreats, with one hand holding a long whip that is cunning and strange. The long whip dances in the air, forming a circle that envelops the entire team, controlling all directions, front, back, left, and right.

  Xiao Er was completely defensive, his figure speed was extremely fast, agile and changing positions, looking for any gaps, taking advantage of the situation. These skulls' reactions were slow, and they couldn't break through the four-person defense line at all. Although the four people were battered and bruised, none of them were seriously injured.

  But gradually, the skulls became much scarcer, and everyone's heart was overjoyed, thinking that they were about to leave the Soul-Taking Abyss. However, a crushing pressure surged towards them, and two green flames charged towards the crowd from behind.

  Xiao Er was the first to see those two green flames and let out a low growl: "Be careful behind you."

  Those two clusters of green flames were a pair of eyes, and a huge skull was charging towards them.

  That gigantic skull had its eyes shining brightly, its body was a full three meters tall, and its body wasn't white bones, but instead revealed a dark color, holding a large sword, the sword's body was bright red and emitted a cold light that captivated people's hearts.

  The butcher immediately withdrew from the front and didn't care about the skull's blade falling on his body, swinging his double knives and charging towards the giant skull.

  A gigantic skull and a massive sword swept across, shattering skulls along the way. The giant sword fell towards Butcher.

  The butcher's body suddenly burst with fierce energy, looking quite intimidating, like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, his twin blades slashing towards the giant skull.

  Boom!

  The giant sword and the twin blades collided, the butcher let out a low hum, a mouthful of blood spilled from his lips, his face turned pale, and his arms drooped.

  This blow had already shattered both of his arm bones, the giant sword didn't pause at all and was about to fall on the butcher's head.

  "Too late!" The three bosses were shocked and wanted to rescue, but it was already too late.