Quick Wear Beauty

Just then, Su Muyan, who was bound to the stone wall, suddenly let out a low sound, and his eyelids trembled slightly.

Lu Jinghong quickly supported him and whispered, "Mu Yan! Mu Yan! Wake up!"

Su Muyan opened her eyes with difficulty. Through her blurred vision, she saw Lu Jinghong. A glimmer of light flashed in her cloudy eyes, but it was quickly replaced by panic and worry.

He opened his mouth, his voice hoarse and barely audible: "Go...go quickly...they...they're coming..."

Before he finished speaking, the runes on the stone walls of the secret chamber suddenly lit up, emitting a blinding gray light.

A chilling aura, far more intense than before, seeped out from the gaps in the runes, accompanied by countless faint whimpers, as if thousands of ghosts were whispering in the shadows.

Li Guang suddenly turned her head and looked at Su Muyan's crown chakra—there was a faint gray mist swirling around it, and within the gray mist, countless tiny black shadows were wriggling, slowly drilling into Su Muyan's soul through the gaps in the bone nail.

"Not good! A remnant soul is trying to possess him!" Li Guang exclaimed, her spiritual power surging at her fingertips and condensing into a shimmering white blade. "Jing Hong, quickly feed him medicine to restore his spiritual power. You protect his spiritual platform! Stop the remnant soul from entering his body further. I'll remove the bone nails and sever the parasitic channel of the remnant soul!"

Lu Jinghong dared not be negligent. He attached his lightning spiritual power to the sword, and his natal magic sword hummed as it was unsheathed. The clear sword light formed a barrier, steadily covering Su Muyan's head.

Wherever the sword light reached, the writhing black shadows emitted sharp screechs, but were firmly blocked outside, unable to advance an inch.

Deep within the sealed chamber, more and more gray mist surged forth, the wailing growing louder and louder, vaguely coalescing into a cold whisper: "...Resurrection...Resurrection..."

Li Guang's fingertip condensed into a blade of light about an inch long, its gleaming white edge wrapped in pure spiritual power, precisely pressing against the first bone nail at the back of Su Muyan's neck.

"Concentrate your mind and stabilize your soul!" she uttered in a low voice, her spiritual power slowly seeping into the bone nail's grooves, attempting to dismantle the evil aura clinging to the remnant soul.

But those lingering souls trapped in the bone nails clung tightly to Su Muyan's soul veins.

As soon as the light blade touched the bone nail, wisps of gray energy surged out, transforming into countless menacing phantoms that coiled towards Li Guang's wrist.

Upon seeing this, Lu Jinghong's sword energy suddenly surged, its clear light pouring down like moonlight, pulverizing those illusory figures.

However, the gray mist deep within the secret chamber grew thicker and thicker, and the wailing of countless remnant souls merged into one, faintly taking on a tangible form, transforming into streaks of black shadows that crashed into the sword light barrier protecting Su Muyan.

"Clang—" The sword light trembled violently from the impact, and Lu Jinghong felt a sweet taste in his throat, almost spitting out blood. He gritted his teeth and steadied his sword, veins bulging on his forehead: "These remnant souls... are cultivators who died in battle on the ancient battlefield, their resentment is too heavy!"

Li Guang's heart sank. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that black blood was seeping from the corner of Su Muyan's eye, and his pupils were gradually being stained gray. His originally clear eyes had become turbid.

"He can't hold on much longer!" Li Guang gritted her teeth and pushed her spiritual power to its limit. The light blade suddenly burst out with dazzling light, forcibly forcing the first bone nail out of Su Muyan's soul meridian.

The moment the bone nail hit the ground, it emitted a piercing shriek before dissipating into a wisp of black smoke. Su Muyan let out a muffled groan, but her face flushed slightly.

This action, however, undoubtedly enraged those remaining souls.

The hidden door deep within the secret chamber shattered with a deafening roar, and countless remnant souls surged forth like a tidal wave. The leading black figure was exceptionally solid, clad in tattered ancient armor and holding a rusty spear in his hand—it was actually the remnant soul of an ancient warrior.

"Insects... dare to hinder our resurrection?" The voice of the remnant soul of the warrior was hoarse and unpleasant. He swung his spear, which carried a world-destroying murderous aura, straight at Li Guang's face.

Li Guang dodged to the side and pulled out the second bone nail with her other hand.

Just then, Su Muyan suddenly convulsed, and a bright gray light shone from the top of his head, as a remnant soul forcibly entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

Su Muyan screamed and instantly closed his eyes, in extreme pain, yet unable to save himself.

"Mu Yan!" Lu Jinghong's eyes were bloodshot with rage. His sword energy surged and forced back the remnant soul in front of him, but he had no time to pay attention to Su Mu Yan's sea of ​​consciousness.