The Spirit of Nine Yin cast Su Ming a glance. He looked as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he did not say anything. Instead, he nodded.
"You saved my life before, and you also have a contract to hire me. I will send the two of them back to Shaman City safely, then I will rush over here. If you still don't come out, then I will wait for you here for ten years." The man wrapped his fist in his palm towards Su Ming and walked towards Lan Lan and Ahu with huge strides.
The boy and girl turned their heads around to look at Su Ming with complicated expressions, but they did not say anything. Instead, they turned around and quickly followed the man into the fog.
When they saw that Su Ming did not move, the living creatures in the fog opened up a path for the three of them to pass through, then sealed off the area.
A freezing glare appeared in Su Ming's eyes. Just as he was about to send his divine sense outwards, the ancient voice suddenly reached his ears once again. This time, it sounded as if the voice was right beside his ears and continued echoing in his ears.
"You … will be the fourth of my kind that I will devour. Come … let me devour you. This is the fate of my kind. You will disappear, and I will … wake up once again … The essence of the Candle Dragon, the splendor of the sky, and the light of the earth, open the path for me, the Candle Dragon!" The last few sentences of the ancient voice were filled with a strong desire. This was the first time there was any hint of emotion in the voice's words.
The instant the voice spoke, the strange snake let out the strongest and most piercing screech in Su Ming's Han Mountain Bell. Its body trembled, and blood veins spread out from all the scales on its body as if it was about to shatter. It rushed out, and the instant it crashed into Han Mountain Bell, its body turned into an illusion and broke free from Han Mountain Bell to appear before Su Ming.
Su Ming had never seen this sort of ability before. He did not have time to think about it. The snake that was about the size of a finger lifted its head and let out a powerful screech in the air before Su Ming.
As it screeched, the cries of the white figures around it instantly became piercing to the extreme. The low growls from the fog beasts shook the sky, and the Bone Fiends also started roaring at the same time.
In fact, the fog around the gigantic eyeball also started tumbling about furiously, as if all the sounds in the area were responding to the snake's screeches.
Struggle appeared in the snake's eyes. It turned its head around in midair and cast a glance at Su Ming. There was a reluctance to part in its eyes, along with grief and a form of attachment.
When Su Ming saw the small snake's eyes, his heart trembled. As the snake hissed, the fog beasts that were blocking Su Ming's path opened up a path for him, opening up layers upon layers of encirclement.
If Su Ming continued down this path, then he would not run into any danger and he would be able to leave the Candle Dragon's burial ground!
This was clearly a path left behind by the strange snake for Su Ming!
At that moment, there were still traces of blood on the snake's body. It swiftly withdrew its gaze and let out a sorrowful hiss. The struggle on its face became even more intense, but its body was not under its control. It charged towards the Candle Dragon's corpse and burrowed into it, straight towards the Candle Dragon's head, whose body was unknown in length.
Su Ming's eyes gradually turned red. He could leave now, but he could not!
This strange snake had been with him for many years, and when Su Ming reappeared after disappearing in the cave abode, he could sense the snake's joy.
Right now, he absolutely could not watch the snake disappear into the Candle Dragon's body. The only outcome awaiting it would be to be devoured by its own kind and turn into a life form that would awaken them.
Su Ming lifted his left hand swiftly and swung it in the air.
"Ze Long Shen!"
The moment Su Ming swung his arm, the mark of the Spirit of Nine Yin on his left hand immediately let out a powerful light. As a sigh traveled into the air, the old Spirit of Nine Yin's body slowly manifested before Su Ming.
"Senior, please enter the Candle Dragon's body and stop it from devouring and fusing with it!" Su Ming looked towards the old man.
"I can't help you … This Sacred Nine Yin was worshiped by my people when it was alive. It still has its will after it died, and right now, there's a form of madness in that will …" The old man looked at the Candle Dragon's carcass and spoke in a low voice.
"I can't fight against it …" The old man averted his gaze and looked towards Su Ming with an apologetic look.
"I'll give you more Spirit Plunder!" Su Ming's heart was filled with anxiety, and he immediately said.
"It doesn't matter how many Spirit Plunder you have. With this will, it'll be difficult for anyone to enter. But that snake belonged to you previously. Perhaps you can enter, but I can't …" As the old man spoke, he took a step forward and appeared at a broken spot on the Candle Dragon's carcass. Right at the instant he was about to enter, a rebound suddenly spread out from the Candle Dragon's body. Under that rebound, the old man was forced a few steps back, and he looked towards Su Ming with a wry smile.
Su Ming looked at the Candle Dragon's carcass, and a glint appeared in his eyes. Usually, there was no such thing as' should 'or' should 'in the world. As long as it was something he felt he had to do, then it was something he should do!
Su Ming took a step forward and lifted his right hand to point at the crimson dragon in the sky. That dragon instantly turned into a ray of red light and charged towards Su Ming. Once it turned into the mark of a dragon on Su Ming's arm, he charged towards the Candle Dragon's carcass.
His doppelganger and the poison corpse puppet followed closely behind him.
Yet the moment Su Ming closed in on the Candle Dragon's carcass and was about to crawl into that broken spot, a powerful rebound spread out from the Candle Dragon's carcass, and in an instant, it swept past Su Ming's body.
The instant it swept past him, Su Ming's body trembled. A powerful force of rejection, along with a will that was close to madness, spread through his entire body. The strength of that will caused Su Ming to instantly feel as if he was in the middle of a raging sea, as if he had turned into a lone boat that had no control over itself in that roaring, raging sea.
"Get lost!" A low roar came from within that will. That roar crashed into Su Ming's mind, causing his body to tremble, and the mark of the crimson dragon on his right arm was forcefully separated from his body.
Su Ming coughed out a mouthful of blood. His face was pale, and once he was pushed several hundreds of feet back, he coughed out blood once again. He lifted his head and stared at the Candle Dragon's carcass with an incredibly dark expression.
The old Spirit of Nine Yin by his side sighed and shook his head. Just as he was about to say something, he saw a glint in Su Ming's eyes.
He lifted his right hand and pointed at the crimson dragon. Immediately, the crimson dragon that had just been forced out turned into a mark on Su Ming's arm once again. At the same time, Su Ming looked towards the old Spirit of Nine Yin and sent his divine thought to him.
The old man sighed, and his body gradually disappeared, eventually turning into the faint mark on the back of Su Ming's left hand.
Once he finished doing all this, Su Ming put away the Poison Corpse and his clone. Once he wiped away the blood at the corners of his mouth, he took a deep breath and sent his divine sense into the black stone fragment hanging on his neck. The dark light from the stone shone brightly, and the instant it covered Su Ming's entire body, a strange snake's presence appeared on his body.
That presence was incredibly real, almost completely real!
The instant that presence appeared, Su Ming charged forward at full speed. He was so quick that he was about to close in on the Candle Dragon's carcass once again in an instant. At the same time, the rebound that came from the carcass disappeared the moment it touched Su Ming. Su Ming heard a soft gasp of surprise from the will that had descended on him.
Su Ming knew that he could only deceive it for an instant. Very soon, the remnant will of the Candle Dragon would react to him. At that time, no matter what, it would be difficult for him to enter the Candle Dragon's carcass again. That was why he did not hesitate. He rushed forward swiftly and charged straight into the Candle Dragon's body.
Yet the instant he entered the Candle Dragon's carcass, the crimson dragon mark on his arm separated from his body once again. The marks on Su Ming's left hand, right hand, and even the Poison Corpse in his storage bag, as well as the clone of his puppet, all of them seemed to have been filtered out of Su Ming's body and were blocked outside the Candle Dragon's body.
The only things that could enter the Candle Dragon's body were Su Ming's real body and his Nascent Soul!
Besides them, all other external forces were blocked!
Su Ming's face darkened and he decided that he might as well take off his mask. At that moment, he was on a path of dried up flesh and blood. It was dark all around him, and the stench of decay filled the air. This was the Candle Dragon's tail.
The feeling under his feet was like mud, and it gave off a nauseating feeling. Su Ming looked at his surroundings. His Nascent Soul had returned to his body, and a brilliant glint appeared in his eyes. When he spread his divine sense outwards, it was immediately absorbed by the walls of flesh around him, and he could only spread it to an area of 100 feet.
Not only did this place block his divine sense, it also cut off his connection with the crimson dragon, his puppet, and the Spirits of Nine Yin. Fortunately, since they were all in the Candle Dragon's body, he still retained the connection between him and the strange snake. At that moment, in silence, he charged forward, and based on the connection between him and the strange snake, he moved forward swiftly.
At the spot where Su Ming had crawled into and disappeared was the Candle Dragon's gigantic carcass at its tail. The Poison Corpse puppet had a dazed look on its face as it sat there, unmoving.
Ji Yun Hai's corpse lay by the side. His entire body was covered in black beetles, and he, too, remained unmoving. The crimson dragon let out a low growl and paced back and forth as it did so. Anxiety appeared on its face. It could no longer sense Su Ming's presence, and after a long while, it decided to shrink its body and turn into a small dragon. It landed at the spot where Su Ming had disappeared and started waiting.
As for the old Spirit of Nine Yin, he was currently frowning and sighing. It was not that he did not want to help, but he truly could not enter the Candle Dragon's body. He was slightly curious as to how Su Ming had done it. Perhaps the Candle Dragon's presence truly remained in his body, and that was why he could enter.
The change in Su Ming's presence just now had puzzled him.
'This child has a great amount of luck. That small snake is clearly a descendant of the Candle Dragon. It's rare to see such a ferocious beast nowadays … Oh well, I'll just wait here for a few days. If he comes out, then I can continue fulfilling my promise, but if he doesn't … then I'll just treat it as a loss.' The old man sighed and sat down by the side.
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