Chapter 2786
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Pile of the Living Dead
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Mu Yan: "What's wrong? Is there a problem with the surname Jun? "
Wen Huanglang shakes his head again and again, "No, no, I just … girl, can you tell me who your parents are?"
Mu Yan slightly narrows her eyes, looking at Wen Huanglang.
Her intuition tells her that this person should be related to the clues she's looking for about her parents.
But before she could ask, the Living Corpse that she's grabbing by both hands suddenly lets out a mournful howl, its whole body trembling violently.
Mu Yan flips her wrist, and the Tian Mo Qin appears in her palm.
[Prison Drawing] activates!
An invisible barrier envelops the Living Corpse that's baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.
But because she's using Spiritual Power, all the Living Corpses in the entire col are howling, using their hands and feet to crawl towards her.
"Damn it!" Wen Huanglang growls, "Are you crazy? Didn't I tell you not to use Spiritual Power? "
Mu Yan doesn't pay attention to him, instead, she quickly plucks the strings in her hands.
The range of control of [Prison Drawing] is getting bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger. In the end, it actually shrouds all the hundreds of Living Corpses in the col.
Mu Yan's figure floats in the air, her fingers lightly and slowly twirling, changing the tune of the tune.
The Tian Mo Qin emits a faint light, illuminating the entire col.
Wen Huanglang blankly looks up at this scene, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
The next moment, he suddenly widens his eyes.
He sees that in the bloody and rotten hell-like Unclean Abyss, the girl's clothes are as white as snow, untainted by even a speck of dust.
Then, the figure and the zither slowly split into two, standing opposite each other, their movements the same, but they're playing a completely different tune.
[Heavy Phantom] activates!
The "Mu Yan" on the left continues to maintain [Prison Drawing], while the "Mu Yan" on the right changes the tune, launching [Art's Essence Yellow] instead.
Strands of silvery energy overflow from the Tian Mo Qin on the right, shooting towards the Living Corpse that's grabbing Mu Yan and begging for help.
Launching three Shen Musician skills at the same time like this is also a huge burden for Mu Yan.
Fine beads of sweat ooze from her forehead, and her sweaty hair sticks to her face, but she doesn't have the leisure to comb it.
The activation of the three skills lasted for half an hour.
As for Wen Huanglang, he could only watch in disbelief as the emaciated living corpse slowly regained its flesh and blood. It slowly recovered a trace of spirit power, and the only eye that was still intact slowly emitted a glimmer of vitality.
"I … I'm saved?"
The 'zombie' touched his face desperately and kept stomping on the ground with his feet, feeling the feeling of standing up again and being reborn as a human.
Tears finally flowed uncontrollably from her eyes.
He survived, did he really survive?
How … How did he survive?
The 'zombie' abruptly raised his head and looked at the girl in the air as if he was looking at a god descending from the sky.
He had almost lost his previous consciousness. He only instinctively remembered that he didn't want to die, so he grabbed onto something and desperately called for help.
However, even he himself did not believe that he, who had been sent into the Unclean Abyss and turned into a living corpse, could possibly survive.
"Roar —! Ahhh —!! "
The young man didn't have time to rejoice in his survival when suddenly there was a roar. Countless living corpses opened their bloody mouths and madly pounced on him.
Clang —!!
The sound of the zither hummed, and hundreds of sound blades fell from the sky, brushing past the foremost 'zombie' and shooting into the ground.
(End of this chapter)
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