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The spirits in the air seemed to sense that something was wrong. They struggled to escape, but it was already too late. In an instant, all eight spirits hovering in the air were absorbed into my palm.
As the spirits were absorbed, the power they had taken from me returned to my body, and their own strength was transformed, merging with my being.
"Is there more?!" I scanned my surroundings warily, trying to see if there were any potential dangers left.
"You've absorbed them all; there's nothing left," the Void Spirit replied in a low tone. Despite its words, I remained on high alert, fearing another spirit might leap out from behind me.
After a moment of looking around and confirming that there was indeed nothing unusual, I felt a bit relieved.
I picked up the Azure Spirit that I had tossed aside earlier and slung it over my back. Then I hurried over to Li Zhisheng to check on his condition.
He lay there with his eyes tightly shut, his chest rising and falling slightly, blood flowing continuously from several wounds on his face.
"Li Zhisheng! Hey, wake up! It's all right now!" I nudged him, trying to rouse him from unconsciousness.
At that moment, the Void Spirit spoke within me in a deep voice: "Your friend has likely lost his protective power due to being drained by the spirits. That arrow you shot earlier probably inflicted serious damage on him..."
Without hesitation, I hoisted Li Zhisheng onto my back and infused my legs with the Void Spirit's power. I sprinted through the forest at breakneck speed, eager to get him out of this place.
As I ran, I stopped dodging obstacles and instead wielded Jiang Ling to cut down any trees blocking my path, maintaining a straight line to avoid getting lost again in the mountain mist.
I lost track of how long I had been running when the White Mist began to thin out, revealing a breathtaking sunset painted in fiery red hues before me.
"Where is this...?" I muttered to myself as I took in the stunning scene.
Suddenly, a figure flashed past me from the side. The person grabbed my arm and yanked me to a halt.
Startled, I realized that this person could catch me even while I was using the Void Spirit's power. They were clearly not an ordinary individual. Thinking quickly, I stopped and tightened my grip on Jiang Ling, ready for any potential danger.
"Don't be alarmed, young man; it's me," came a deep and somewhat aged voice from beside me.
I turned to see an old man with white hair and a white beard standing next to me. Behind him were several individuals holding Black Soldier weapons. One of his hands gripped my arm while he leisurely popped a jujube into his mouth.
"How could it be you guys?!"
"Void Spirit" was surprised to see me and asked from within, "Who are these people?"
I replied in my mind, "They are the Shidao. These people should be the ones who specialize in creating weapons like 'Jiang Ling.'"
"Shidao..." "Void Spirit" pondered for a moment. "I think I've heard that name before."
Just as I was conversing with "Void Spirit," the old man in front of me scrutinized me from head to toe, then glanced at "Li Zhisheng" on my back. He said, "Your friend seems to be seriously injured. This isn't the time to talk; let me take you both somewhere to heal." He gestured to the people behind him, signaling them to help carry "Li Zhisheng."
Seeing this, I instinctively took a step back. After all, having just survived a deadly battle, who knew what these people were really after?
"What do you want? First, you handed me an envelope, then led me to this mountain, and now my friend almost lost his life because of you!" I said, my expression tinged with anger.
The old man noticed my distrust and replied, "This matter is too complicated to explain in just a few words. Just know that I have no intention of harming you; you can trust me."
"Why should I trust you? Who do you think you are?" "Void Spirit" spoke within me, but only I could hear its words, so it didn't matter if it spoke.
"Forget it; I know you won't believe me anyway. Just follow me; I'll take you to meet someone who will clarify everything," the old man said, turning away and heading up the mountain without waiting for my response. The few people following him also left with him.
"Let's follow him and see what tricks he has up his sleeve. Anyway, I've absorbed eight spirits and have plenty of power. Even if I can't win, I can still escape. However... I don't sense any 'Void Spirit' power from him; he shouldn't be our enemy," "Void Spirit" remarked.
I scoffed and said, "You're mistaken; this old man's strength is unfathomable. Even if I use 'Hatred,' I might not be his match."
Despite my words, curiosity got the better of me, and I followed the old man up the mountain.
At that moment, it wasn't just our conversation that disturbed "Li Zhisheng"; he had also regained consciousness. I heard him whisper weakly from my back, "Shen Xu, did you defeat them?"
Seeing him awake and able to speak filled me with joy. "You're finally awake! Hang in there; we've made it out of the White Mist. We met that Shidao old man; he seems capable of saving you."
"Li Zhisheng" didn't respond verbally but I could feel him nodding slightly on my back.
"Hey! Old man, how much longer until we arrive? Can't you go any faster?" I urged the old man ahead of us anxiously.
"Oh? You want to go faster? That's fine, but can you keep up?" Suddenly, with a whoosh, the old man transformed into a gust of wind and vanished before my eyes.
I was startled. "Hey, wait for me!" Quickly, I poured more power into my legs and sprinted after him.
Despite my best efforts, I still couldn't keep up with the old man's pace and could only follow the direction of the wind he left behind.
After a moment, I saw the old man stop at an entrance not far away; we were at the summit of Yunpo Mountain.
"Young man, hurry up, it's right here," he called out to me, waving his hand. He then raised his hand to pull open a massive iron door that looked to weigh at least a ton. The door emitted a grating metallic sound that was quite unpleasant to hear.
As he opened the door, I had already reached the entrance, while the few people who had been following the old man were still not there, indicating that their abilities were likely not as strong as mine.
The old man, spitting out a date pit, urged me, "Come in, come in." He then shouted inside, "Hey, that guy named Yao, your friend has arrived."
Hearing his surname was Yao made me wonder if Yao Long was also here. With that thought in mind, I quickened my pace to catch up.
Upon entering, a large hall appeared before me, and in the center stood several people, one of whom was indeed Yao Long.
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