Chapter 3120 - 3221: Restless in Death

Chapter 3120: Chapter 3221: Restless in Death

To rescue Chu Hai, we must go to the Taisui’s lair, where the Taisui’s corpse is likely to be. There’s probably a Great Formation waiting there, ready to directly draw Ao Song’s soul into the Taisui’s corpse and then create a new Taisui.

"Fortunately we didn’t let Ao Song come. The Zhong Family has gone mad and is fully prepared." Bai Ruozhu relayed Xiao Maoqiu’s words to Jiang Yichun.

"We can’t let our guard down either. We absolutely cannot rescue them only to end up sending ourselves in." Jiang Yichun’s eyes were full of worry. He had a foreboding feeling that this would be extremely dangerous, but he knew that no matter what, he couldn’t persuade Bai Ruozhu to avoid saving them.

He understood Ruozhu. If they didn’t save Yingtong and Chu Hai this time, she would never rest in peace, and he didn’t want her to live in pain.

In any case, he would do everything in his power to protect her, ensuring she wouldn’t be harmed in the slightest.

The two of them planned for a while, first releasing false news about Ao Song on the road to attract the firepower of the Zhong Family, dispersing their forces. Then, the two of them would infiltrate the Zhong Family, using Space to hide, aiming to rescue people as safely as possible. If they couldn’t save both at once, they would save Chu Hai first.

Under this arrangement, it was already a day later. As expected, the Zhong Family dispatched a group of horsemen, afraid of any changes, directly going halfway to capture Ao Song.

Bai Ruozhu and Jiang Yichun saw this as a good time and quietly slipped into the Zhong Family.

"This is the map given by Ao Song. There’s a Magic Array there; we should go around it." Bai Ruozhu took out a map and handed it to Jiang Yichun.

"Okay, but we need to stay alert as well. The Zhong Family might change the Magic Array." Jiang Yichun reminded.

Bai Ruozhu nodded. The larger Magic Array wouldn’t be easy to change in a short time, but the Zhong Family would certainly guard against Ao Song’s family. In addition, after the previous astrologer incident, the Zhong Family wouldn’t be without any defenses.

At this time, four people walked over, and Jiang Yichun pulled Bai Ruozhu into a hidden corner.

These four seemed to be patrolling, but their expressions were a bit strange.

Suddenly, Bai Ruozhu noticed a bit of a black line showing at the collar of one of them—it looked like the Demonic Patterns that once appeared on the astrologer’s face!

Upon closer inspection, another person’s hand also had Demonic Patterns, but the Zhong Family seemed very evasive about the Demonic Patterns, pulling their collars high or making their sleeves longer to deliberately cover them.

The four quickly went elsewhere, and Bai Ruozhu let out a sigh of relief, asking, "It seems quite a few Zhong Family members are affected by Demon Qi, but they don’t seem as severe as the astrologer."

"No, they’re not conscious." Jiang Yichun frowned. "I can feel it. They’re being controlled by some Magic Technique, appearing alive, but are more like Puppets."

Bai Ruozhu was taken aback. She had been focusing on the Demonic Patterns and overlooked the eyes of the four. Thinking back, their eyes had no spirit, not even focus.

Thinking of the day the astrologer slaughtered the Zhong Family, how many were tormented into unrecognizable Ghosts by Demon Qi, yet now they seemed like nothing was wrong?

"The Zhong Family must be crazy, with their clansmen like this and still not letting them rest, instead using Magic Techniques to control them and make them continue to serve. Isn’t this leaving them unable to die in peace?" Bai Ruozhu grew increasingly displeased with the Zhong Family, especially those elders.

Jiang Yichun snorted coldly, "If they can feed a Taisui with their own clansmen’s corpses, leaving them not even a whole corpse, what else can’t they do?"

Unlike modern people, the ancients valued burying their bodies for peace after death. A family that wouldn’t even leave a whole body after death for their clansmen, directly forcing the living to feed the Taisui for its sake—what wouldn’t such a family do?