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Having learned from past experiences, Xiao Qiang and the others dared not linger in the dense forest. They imagined that the nameless corpse must have inhaled toxins secreted by the plants, which clouded its mind and drew it toward the branches...
"Then the branch suddenly split open and bit down on that person's neck, right?" Wu Yi's mocking tone and playful demeanor seemed like a joke. Yet, he truly did not take the man-eating tree seriously; he even reached out to tug at a nearby leaf.
Xiao Qiang ignored Wu Yi's immature attitude and continued to advise them, "Regardless, it's best to be cautious. Cover your mouth and nose with your hands; as long as we get through here, we'll be safe."
The group walked in a line, trying to stay as far away as possible from those seemingly ordinary yet deadly plants. This time, Lin Yu deliberately kept his distance from Xiao Qiang, desperately wanting to get closer to Jianjian, but the little one always seemed a bit distant and hard to approach.
All together, there were twelve people in this group, each with their own motives. As they walked, an invisible distance began to grow between them. Gui Ye and his group huddled together while Xiao Qiang and his companions were unaware that those behind them had already fallen behind.
Gui Ye's group was fully armed, carrying weapons that signified their fearlessness. He felt familiar with this area and played his cards close to his chest, deliberately distancing himself from Xiao Qiang's group, waiting for the right moment...
To Gui Ye, Xiao Qiang and his companions seemed nothing but brute force; what could a dagger do? Wu Yi had a gun, but they weren't facing Living Dead here; instead, they were up against seemingly static plants that craved flesh.
As they moved through the cold, dark environment, various speculations and wild thoughts filled their minds. A chill breeze swept past them, sending shivers down Wu Yi's spine. Suddenly he turned around to find emptiness behind him...
An ominous feeling crept into his heart as he inexplicably thought: Were Gui Ye and his group eaten by the man-eating tree? The thought took root, and he shouted at Xiao Qiang, "They didn't follow us!"
Wu Yi's panicked shout startled Lin Yu and Little Pick-Up. The three of them turned simultaneously to look behind Wu Yi—at that same moment, a desperate scream echoed from their side.
It was a man's voice; what had happened? Instantly, every nerve in each person tightened even further. In a moment of shock, Xiao Qiang swiftly led them toward the source of the scream.
With his dagger cutting through the underbrush, Wu Yi and the others followed closely behind. They finally spotted Gui Ye standing like a wooden figure in front of what appeared to be an ordinary cluster of giant petals.
In the center of the giant pale white petals lay a pair of black shoes that stood out starkly, shaking erratically on top of the petals... As Lin Yu and Jianjian rushed over, they were shocked to see that beneath the petals, within a transparent stem, blood-red liquid was flowing in a swallowing motion.
Carnivorous flower? Xiao Qiang felt a chill run down his spine. He instinctively took a step back, while a peculiar and enticing fragrance wafted through the air.
Gui Ye and the others stood as if in a daze, staring blankly at the petals, slowly walking towards it.
The flower was emitting a scent that bewitched the mind; Gui Ye and the others had inhaled a large amount of this aroma, and their minds were clouded, leading them toward death.
Before Xiao Qiang could speak, Wu Yi suddenly lost control of his emotions. In a frenzy, he grabbed the butt of his gun and began stabbing at the petals, shouting, "Ah ah... I'll stab you to death..."
With Wu Yi's vigorous thrusts, pink juice erupted from the center of the petals, making popping sounds as the peculiar fragrance intensified.
Xiao Qiang sensed subtle changes around him. In the blink of an eye, the dark forest was enveloped in a sea of pink. Looking around, he realized everyone else had vanished; all that stood before him were the Living Dead.
Xiao Qiang was taken aback and drew his dagger, stabbing at the Living Dead while throwing punches and kicks...
Suddenly, a piercing light rose slowly from the east, falling like a meteor straight into the Dark Forest.
The light flickered, revealing dazzling rays. The beams scattered and struck Xiao Qiang's cold, twisted face, halting his frenzied killing intent. From within the light emerged a captivating woman. Was she an angel? Or... Her Shuoyue Lan eyes held no trace of warmth; they were filled only with an extreme coldness! With a smile that curled her lips, she spoke softly, "You forgot; I am the Light Spirit."
Xiao Qiang stood stunned, memories flooding back—he had encountered the Light Spirit before in the pond where she had awakened him. In surprise and confusion, he asked, "Where am I?"
"You possess a Spirit Stone," she explained. "It has magical protective energy. You killed its master; now it belongs to you. Take it out! The Spirit Stone will restore your sanity."
The Light Spirit's words puzzled Xiao Qiang. He had just killed what was clearly a Living Dead; how could it possibly be the master of the Spirit Stone? Silently questioning this, he retrieved the black stone from his backpack.
Light Spirit stepped closer, extending a delicate hand to gently blow on the stone. Suddenly, the stone erupted with a dazzling light, illuminating the surroundings like a massive laser beam, brightening everything in an instant.
Xiao Qiang saw Lin Yu, saw Jianjian, and saw Wu Yi lying in a pool of blood... Could it be that what he had just witnessed was all an illusion? Did he really kill Wu Yi?
"This is an unusual Spirit Stone. It is the ugliest stone left behind by Nuwa when she repaired the sky, but it later absorbed the spirit energy of heaven and earth, becoming a Spirit Stone of immense power. Take care of yourself..."
As soon as Light Spirit finished speaking, she vanished in a flash.
Xiao Qiang stared at the strange stone in his palm, seeing Gui Ye and the others, then looking back at Lin Yu... When he returned his gaze, he was stunned; in an instant, the stone actually melted into his palm and disappeared.
Incredible! Absurd! Yet the truth lay before him. Wu Yi had indeed been harmed by Xiao Qiang, while Lin Yu and the others were unharmed. Before night fell, they finally emerged from the Dark Forest.
With a heavy heart, Xiao Qiang buried Wu Yi, burying the secret of that moment deep within himself. He stood up reluctantly to leave, gazing longingly at the solitary grave—leaving him behind in this barren soil, preparing to return and take him away when the time came.
Suddenly, Little Pick-Up pointed into the distance and shouted, "Look! Wolves!"
In the distance, a large pack of wolves came rushing toward them from across the rubble-strewn wasteland. Xiao Qiang and the others did not leave; from afar, they watched as the wolves arrived at Wu Yi's grave and began to circle around it...
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