Clenching his teeth, Jin GuangYao struck a few acupoints of his arm. Amidst the dizziness that came from a loss of blood, he suddenly saw Nie MingJue walk a step towards him, his eyes locked on him. He was immediately half-dead with fear.
On the side, Su She coughed out some more blood, shouting his throat hoarse, "You idiots! Why are you still standing there?! Stop him! Stop the thing at the door!"
The cultivators of the LanlingJin Sect who'd been spacing out for a while now finally took up their swords and approached, although the first two were immediately sent flying off by Nie MingJue's palm. With his left hand, he sprinkled medicine where his hand was cut off, but the powder was washed away by the blood at once. Almost tearing up, he tore at the hem of his clothes in hope to cease the blood flow by bandaging the wound, but his left hand was burned by the poisonous smoke within the coffin and his chest was as well, unable to exert strength. He tore for quite some time, trembling, yet he still couldn't tear it off, only adding to his pain. Su She threw himself over and ripped off a piece of white fabric from his own clothes to bandage his wound.
At the same time, Lan XiChen led Nie HuaiSang to somewhere that was safe. Su She searched for extra medicine on him, but to no avail, turning to Lan XiChen, "Sect Leader Lan! Sect Leader Lan, do you have medicine? Help him out-Sect Leader has always treated you with respect! Just take it as doing him a favor!"
As Lan XiChen saw how terrible Jin GuangYao looked, almost passing out, slight hesitation passed through his eyes. At this time, a few screams came from over on the other side. With a heavy punch, Nie MingJue smashed three of the cultivators into a scarlet puddle of flesh!
Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi stood in front of Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling. Wei WuXian, "Wen Ning! How did you run into him?!"
After Wen Ning put his arm back in place, he shifted to attach his broken leg, "Young Master... I'm sorry... You told me to go back and find Young Master Lan. I couldn't find him in the inn, so I could only search for him in the streets. Before I could find Young Master Lan, I saw ChiFeng-Zun walking out in the open, as though he was looking for something. A group of beggar children saw him and went to fool around with him. They didn't know what he was. ChiFeng-Zun was completely unconscious. With his bare hands, he almost... I could only keep fighting with him all the way here..."
It was entirely needless for Wei WuXian to ask why he couldn't find Lan WangJi at the inn. He couldn't sleep next door to Lan WangJi, so could Lan WangJi have slept next door to him? It was natural that he, too, went out and roamed around before he saw Fairy who fled the scene, searching for help. The sudden storm must've began after Wen Ning and Nie MingJue started to fight as well.
A creature such as the 'corpse' attracted darkness in the first place, much less two of these unusual fierce corpses!
Although the LanlingJin Sect cultivators couldn't at all compete with Nie MingJue, they continuously rushed forth with bravery. Yet, as their swords met with Nie MingJue's body, it was as though they met with fine steel, unable to carve even the slightest wound. Nie HuaiSang peeked carefully from behind Lan XiChen's back, his voice both frightened and eager, "B-B-Brother, I-I'm..."
Nie MingJue's pupil-less eyes stared, widened, before he charged at him. Lan XiChen lowered his chin slightly. With a sob of Liebing, Nie MingJue's figure froze.
Lan XiChen, "Brother, this is HuaiSang!"
Nie HuaiSang, "Brother can't even recognize me..."
Wei WuXian, "Not only can't he recognize you, he can't even recognize whom he himself is right now!"
Nie MingJue had already become a corpse controlled by the heavy energy of resentment. He was fierce and violent, attacking indiscriminately. After he'd rested for a while, Wen Ning sunk into battle again, but Wen Ning's resentful energy wasn't as heavy as his, and his physique wasn't as tall either. On top of that, Wei WuXian's flute had broken, unable to provide any assistance. He was somewhat in the disadvantage. Just as Jin GuangYao, who'd been lying on the ground, finally staunched the bleeding from his wound, Su She got up and put him over his back, wanting to run away amid the chaos. The movement made the alert Nie MingJue notice them again. He threw Wen Ning off and walked in large strides towards Jin GuangYao.
