Chapter 1317: Zombie-Eating Monkey
After being transported here, for some unknown reason, Yang Yan suddenly felt his spatial power was severed by an invisible force, unable to advance an inch further.
The power that can block the Power of Space...
Yang Yan was deeply shocked.
However, Nascent Void’s voice timely rang out, unraveling the confusion in his heart.
"Of course, this is the Ancient Battlefield, where long-term slaughter and destruction have altered the Law here."
"This place is somewhat different from the Demon Cave; the Law here is incomplete, and many of your magic will be restricted."
Hearing this explanation, Yang Yan’s shock did not diminish in the slightest, but he still nodded slightly to show he understood.
Looking at this fog-enshrouded place before him, barren and lifeless, with only a few dark crows flying by, the Ten Thousand Tombs standing tall, Yang Yan couldn’t help but frown.
"So do we just break through it directly?"
Unfortunately, before Nascent Void could respond, a gust of wind suddenly attacked, accompanied by a piercing screech.
Yang Yan, with his keen senses, instinctively felt a premonition the moment the gust appeared.
With a cold snort, Yang Yan easily dodged with a sidestep.
Simultaneously, a brilliant golden Palm Thunder appeared in his hand.
Boom!
The thunder struck, with lightning speed, towards a yet-reacting black shadow.
The shadow screeched once, turning into a black mist, escaping in a clumsy manner.
But this creature was exceptionally cunning and extremely fast; though it seemed clumsy avoiding Yang Yan’s attack, it suddenly turned back, spitting a black mist.
Yang Yan’s eyes grew stern as he struck again, driving the blow straight at the black mist.
Simultaneously, a breeze beneath his feet, he swiftly retreated.
The black mist, seemingly intelligent, dodged barely at Yang Yan’s move, yet pounced at Yang Yan with even greater speed.
While retreating, Yang Yan kept making moves and managed to avoid the attack eventually.
Unfortunately, this black mist seemed like an intractable pest, refusing to let go.
Yang Yan knew that running away without end was no solution; with a thought, Nascent Void appeared in his hand.
"Go!"
Nascent Void suddenly turned towards the black mist, flashing with golden light, it instantly suppressed it.
Yang Yan was unrelenting as well, raising his hand to summon a Celestial Thunder, yanking it into his palm and striking hard on the black mist.
Squeak——
A squeal like a rat’s, a smell of scorched flesh wafting out.
Focusing his gaze, Yang Yan saw that the black mist had revealed its true form.
The monster before him was covered entirely in green fur, peculiarly with wings on its back, its face vaguely having human features, eyes red.
Yet, at this moment, it had been struck by thunder and was cooked to death, beyond resurrection.
As for the black shadow seen earlier, it vanished almost instantly in smoke when Yang Yan’s lightning hit the black mist, leaving no trace.
Actually, he had seen earlier that the black shadow was just an illusion, that the black mist was its real body.
"This is..." Nascent Void gasped, speaking in a low voice, "An ancient anomaly, the Zombie-Eating Monkey, typically active in grave-filled areas."
"It’s said that such monsters are formed when humans inhale excessive corpse gas, remaining undying for eons. But you’re quite lucky; this one at best is only millennia old, not yet mature."
"Humanoid transformation? So this monster was originally a person." Yang Yan felt a chill run through his body.
Nascent Void replied, "Indeed, and this type of creature..."
"Appears in packs, right?" Yang Yan suddenly interjected.
Nascent Void was taken aback by Yang Yan’s words: "How did you..."
But it stopped halfway.
For in front, dozens of red eyes peeked from behind the tombstones, glinting viciously in the dark.
With a series of piercing screeches, flocks of Zombie-Eating Monkeys fluttered their wings, turning into streaks of black lightning charging at Yang Yan.
Yang Yan gritted his teeth, resolved to fight!
His footsteps swift, he soared towards the sky.
At the same time, both hands quickly formed seals.
With Yang Yan’s hand seals continuously shifting, the sky changed dramatically, suddenly rolling with Celestial Thunder gathering around his location.
A gigantic Thunder Dragon roiled among the clouds, faintly emitting a dragon’s roar, echoing through the heavens.
"Summon the Celestial Thunder!" Yang Yan shouted vigorously.
Because he sensed a heavy presence of corpse gas on these creatures, and Celestial Thunder was undoubtedly the bane of evil, fitting perfectly.
Of course, just as the Celestial Thunder initially appeared, the speeds of these black shadows suddenly stalled, affirming that Yang Yan’s judgment was absolutely correct.
The Thunder Dragon roared, under Yang Yan’s guidance, rushing down from the sky, fiercely colliding with the incoming Zombie-Eating Monkeys.
Where the Thunder Dragon passed, everything was swept away, continuously emitting the smell of scorching flesh.
However, not a single Zombie-Eating Monkey fell.
Yang Yan suddenly realized that this group of Zombie-Eating Monkeys was much stronger than the juvenile one he had faced earlier.
No wonder, even after summoning Celestial Thunder, he could only inflict some damage on them, but not lethal!
"Damn it!" Yang Yan cursed through gritted teeth at the lively shadows before him.
Nascent Void, fully aware of the devastations these monsters could wreak, quickly reminded Yang Yan, "Now our only choice is to charge inward; these Zombie-Eating Monkeys only operate at the Ten Thousand Tombs’ periphery. Once departed, whether inside or outside the school, they either won’t withstand the pressure or their powers will greatly diminish."
Hearing these words, Yang Yan hardly hesitated for a moment, immediately stepping on the Profound Nether, spreading the Eight Trigrams, and in a feint, dodging several monsters’ attacks, rushing deeper into the Land of Ten Thousand Tombs.
The Zombie-Eating Monkeys pursued relentlessly, but upon seeing Yang Yan enter the heartland, they showed fear, halting their chase, then turning away, scattering in all directions.
Seeing their behavior, it seemed something terrifying lay within, preventing them from spawning any thought to approach.
To evade the Zombie-Eating Monkeys, Yang Yan fled into the depths of the Land of Ten Thousand Tombs in one breath.
The pursuing shadows behind him indeed disappeared, but Yang Yan’s nerves only tightened further.
Because he knew very well, those monsters earlier were likely just appetizers, more terrifying beings awaited ahead.
Yang Yan concentrated, spreading his Divine Sense as far as possible, covering within a hundred meters or so.
After a brief assessment, finding no immediate danger, Yang Yan continued employing his Body Technique, transforming into a shadow weaving through the shattered remnants.
As he delved deeper, the oppressive feeling in his heart grew heavier, involuntarily slowing his pace.
Nascent Void, evidently sensing something amiss in the surroundings, vigilantly extended its Divine Sense, locking onto a broader area.
It communicated in Yang Yan’s mind, "Even the old master dared not venture deep here in his day; he once told me, this place harbors a great omen, yet even he couldn’t sense what precise danger it held. However, now I can distinctly feel my Divine Power continuously dissipating."