Abyss Walker

Chapter 36 Lord of the Setting Sun

Yun Muhan and Ye Yunxi walked side by side, their figures appearing and disappearing in the shadows of the cave, like two brave explorers, step by step venturing into the unknown.

As the light gradually dimmed, their eyes shone even brighter, sparkling with unwavering determination and courage, like two stars shining in the darkness, guiding them forward.

The air inside the cave grew increasingly damp and cold. The occasional dripping of water from the walls mingled with their footsteps, echoing through the empty cave and creating a unique rhythm.

This rhythm is not only the accompaniment to their actions, but also an outward manifestation of their inner determination; every step appears so powerful and so confident.

The appearance of the tree spirit shattered the tranquility of the cave; its figure appeared particularly eerie and distorted in the dim light.

The tree spirit's skin resembled ancient tree bark, covered in cracks and knots. Its branches lashed out like arms, their tips sharp as thorns and gleaming with a cold light. Its eyes emitted an eerie green glow in the darkness, like two will-o'-the-wisps hanging from its branches, sending chills down one's spine.

Yun Muhan and Ye Yunxi cautiously approached the tree demon. They noticed that the tree demon's branches and leaves had withered and its bark was covered with cracks, indicating that it had suffered some kind of serious injury.

"It seems you've suffered a serious injury," Yun Muhan said softly, his voice filled with sympathy.

The tree spirit slowly raised its heavy eyelids and answered in a weak voice, "Yes, I have been wounded by the power of darkness, and I don't have much time left."

Ye Yunxi crouched down, gently stroking the tree spirit's bark, and asked, "Is there anything we can do to help you?"

A glimmer of hope flashed in the tree spirit's eyes, and it said with difficulty, "In this forest, there is an ancient altar, where the power to heal me is hidden. However, the altar is guarded by a group of evil creatures, and they do not allow anyone to approach it."

Yun Muhan: The pure power of the forest—this tree spirit is the guardian of the forest—the Lord of the Forest. The dignified Lord of the Forest, at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, is so weak within his own forest.

Yun Muhan gripped the tattered dragon blade tightly and said firmly, "We will help you. Tell us the location of the altar, and we will go there to retrieve your healing power."

The tree spirit's eyes gleamed with gratitude, and its withered branches trembled slightly, as if expressing its deep thanks to Yun Muhan and Ye Yunxi.

Its voice was hoarse and weak, but every word was full of strength and determination. With its last bit of strength, it revealed the secrets of the altar and the characteristics of the guardian creature, and then drooped its branches helplessly, as if it had completed the most important mission of its life.

Yun Muhan and Ye Yunxi's faces were filled with a sense of urgency. They knew that the tree demon's life hung by a thread, and they bore the heavy responsibility of saving it. They immediately took action, their steps firm and swift, without the slightest hesitation or doubt.

Emerging from the cave, they entered a dense forest. The trees were tall and thick, and sunlight could only filter through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows. The forest was fraught with unknown dangers, but their will was unwavering. They overcame numerous difficulties along the way; neither the thorny paths nor the wild beasts lurking in the shadows could stop their progress.

Finally, they found the altar shrouded in dark power.

The altar was ancient and mysterious, permeated with a chilling aura, as if time itself had stood still. Strange runes were inscribed on the altar, emitting a faint glow that contrasted sharply with the surrounding darkness.

Around the altar, a group of malevolent creatures patrolled. Their figures flickered in and out of the darkness, their eyes gleaming with a scarlet light, like demons from hell.

Yun Muhan and Ye Yunxi approached the altar cautiously, their movements light and careful, each step meticulously calculated to avoid attracting the attention of those evil creatures.

However, just as they were about to reach the altar, a giant spider suddenly appeared and blocked their path.

The spider was enormous, covered in black hairs, and its eight eyes gleamed with an eerie light. It bared its sharp fangs, hissed, and lunged at Yun Muhan and Ye Yunxi.

Yun Muhan's movements were swift and precise. His sword was like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, carrying a chilling aura and deadly sharpness. In a flash, one of the spider's legs was severed, the cut clean and smooth, demonstrating Yun Muhan's superb swordsmanship and control over his power.

The spider's rage was fully ignited; its eyes flashed with a ferocious red light, like two burning flames. Its movements became even more frenzied and unpredictable, and the green venom it spewed from its mouth resembled writhing snakes, carrying a deadly threat.

Ye Yunxi's figure was like a wisp of smoke, her steps light and elegant, as if she were dancing amidst the venom's attacks. Her movements were agile and unpredictable, each dodge perfectly timed, making her impossible to anticipate.

Her staff drew graceful arcs in the air, each swing releasing powerful spiritual energy that transformed into sharp attacks, as agile and deadly as venomous snakes.

The spider dodged and weaved under Ye Yunxi's magical attacks. Its body was covered with a hard carapace, but under Ye Yunxi's spiritual attacks, the carapace seemed to become extremely fragile.

A flicker of panic crossed the spider's eyes. It tried to retaliate with its sharp legs and teeth, but Yun Muhan's swordsmanship was as elusive as a ghost, catching the spider off guard with every attack.

Yun Muhan and Ye Yunxi's teamwork was impeccable. Their movements seemed to have been rehearsed countless times; every attack was perfectly timed, and every dodge was incredibly precise. Yun Muhan's swordsmanship was like a raging storm, relentless and continuous, while Ye Yunxi's magical attacks were like lightning, swift and deadly.

Under the combined attack of the two, the spider gradually lost its advantage. Its body was covered with wounds, and green blood flowed from the wounds, emitting a pungent odor. The spider's movements began to slow down; its attacks were no longer so frenzied and powerful, and its defenses were no longer so formidable.

After several rounds...

Yun Muhan and Ye Yunxi's eyes revealed determination and resolve; they knew the battle was nearing its end. Their movements became even more swift and decisive, each attack carrying the resolve to finish the fight.

The spider's struggles grew increasingly feeble, and its body gradually disintegrated under the two men's attacks.

Finally, after a fierce attack, the spider's body collapsed, its eyes lost their light, and it stopped moving.

The spider's corpse lay silently on the ground, its body enormous and twisted. Its once malevolent eyes were now dull and lifeless, like two extinguished light bulbs. Its eight legs lay limply outstretched, no longer able to weave that deadly web.

The air was thick with tension and exhaustion after the battle. Yun Muhan and Ye Yunxi stood beside the enormous creature, their chests heaving with their rapid breathing, their faces still bearing the lingering fear of the fight.

Sweat beaded on Yun Muhan's forehead, his clothes disheveled by the fierce winds of battle, but his gaze remained resolute. Ye Yunxi's long hair clung to her cheeks, her eyes gleaming with the relief of surviving a close call, but this relief was quickly replaced by a new crisis.

Just as they thought the battle was over and were preparing to catch their breath, the evil creatures around them, drawn by the shockwaves of the fight, surged in from all directions like sharks attracted by the smell of blood. Yun Muhan's face darkened; he knew he had no choice but to summon the Dragon Soul once more.