Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 644 Trouble (Part 4)

Tao Yaohui and his group looked at each other, wondering what Han Yi was up to and what his plans were.

Xu Chui mustered his courage and suggested, "Sir, why don't we just break down the door? Logically speaking, this manor originally belonged to us, and we are the true owners."

With Xu Chui taking the lead, everyone else also realized the truth and mistakenly thought that Han Yi was testing them on the spot, so they all started to offer their suggestions.

“I know a shortcut that leads out the back gate of the manor.”

"Back door, all you know is the back door. I think it would be easier to just jump over the wall and get in."

Tao Yaohui suggested at this moment, "Master, we knocked on the door for so long without any response. Why don't we just send a volley of rockets in? If there's anything unusual, I don't believe we can't burn it all down." "That's a good suggestion. But there's a meat field inside the manor. I'm afraid the meat field will be gone after the fire," Han Yi smiled slightly.

“Then…” Tao Yaohui frowned and began to think.

Seeing everyone discussing it so enthusiastically, Han Yi smiled.

"Never mind, actually the door isn't closed. You guys stay outside and don't let anyone in or out. I'll come out after this is all over."

Everyone looked up and saw that the tightly closed red-lacquered gate didn't seem to be completely shut; there was still a crack. Through the crack, they could see part of the manor's interior.

Large swathes of gray and white bungalows, like fish scales, are clearly layered and divided into two sections, with the pale red Songbai River running through the middle, bisecting the estate.

"No way!!" Tao Yaohui shouted. "How can we let our master risk his life while his disciple reaps the benefits? We martial artists have honed our skills for so long, isn't this the moment we've been waiting for?" "Sir, let us go with you. This area is under our Shadow Hall's jurisdiction. If anything happens, it's our responsibility to handle it." Other Shadow Hall disciples chimed in.

"Okay, let's go together then." Han Yi nodded.

"Wait a minute, Xu Chui, you shouldn't go in this time. After all, you're still injured." He turned to look at someone at the back of the group.

"My lord, I'll go with you too. My good brother hasn't come out yet. I've come all this way, and I really can't bear not to go in and see him," Xu Chui said sincerely.

"You are not afraid?"

"I'm afraid. But there are some things in this world that always need to be done." Xu Chui said calmly.

Han Yi glanced at him in surprise: "Alright, come with me. Take care of yourself, I might not be able to look after you."

They opened the gate, stepped over the threshold, and filed into the manor.

The manor was deserted and quiet; as the wind blew, only some dust was slowly stirred up.

There wasn't a single person there; there wasn't a trace of human presence.

Walking along the main road, past courtyards and pavilions, you soon arrive at the front yard. Most of the residents here are servants and men.

Bang!

The door was kicked open by the disciples of the Shadow Hall, and the room was empty and surprisingly dark.

"This day..." Han Yi looked up.

It was still midday when I arrived, but now suddenly there are dark clouds and the sky has become gloomy.

scoff!

Tao Yaohui, who was standing nearby, understood immediately, took out a flint and steel, and lit the fire tube in one go.

The fire tube was actually a simple torch, filled with a layer of high-energy oil from the belly of a hibernating monster wrapped in cotton. It provided a stable and long-lasting flame. "Let's go in and take a look." Han Yi led the way, guiding Tao Yaohui and several skilled fighters into the house.

By the light, it appeared to be a kitchen.

The stove was dark and grimy, the large iron pot was greasy, and the porcelain bowls were covered in grease. In the corner, there was a large pile of firewood that had been specially split for the winter.

"How long has it been since we cooked in this kitchen?" Tao Yaohui reached out and pulled a white cobweb off the stove, frowning.

"Let's go, there shouldn't be any trouble here." Han Yi walked back towards the courtyard.

The group followed together.

call.

A sudden gust of wind rose outside the door.

The cold wind was quite strong, blowing in gusts through the cracks in the door and windows, and it actually extinguished the fire tube in Tao Yaohui's hand.

Bang! The room door was blown shut by the wind and slammed shut.

The room suddenly darkened, becoming pitch black, with only a faint glimmer of light from outside seeping in through the cracks.

"This... how could this be? Even if this fire tube were used in a mountain windy spot, it wouldn't be blown out..." Tao Yaohui was immediately flustered.

He quickly took out a flint and tried to light it several times, but he couldn't get it to light.

Tao Yaohui's forehead was covered in sweat as he nervously looked at Han Yi.

Fortunately, Han Yi remained calm, showing no sign of panic, which reassured him somewhat, as this was the first time he had experienced a supernatural event.

"Stop playing tricks, let's go." Han Yi's expression remained unchanged as he walked straight ahead.

Reaching the door, he reached out, grasped the doorknob, and pushed it.

The door didn't move.

Han Yi's expression darkened, and he could clearly feel someone forcefully blocking the door from the outside, preventing him from opening it.

"That's not right, there are clearly our people outside the door, all guarding the entrance..." Tao Yaohui also tried to push the door open, but he still couldn't open it.

He was clearly a bit flustered at this moment, and kept glancing at Han Yi out of the corner of his eye.

"If the door can't be opened..." Han Yi smiled slightly, "there are only two possibilities... either the door is broken... or you're not strong enough!"

He suddenly raised his leg and kicked out.

Click!

The door shattered into pieces instantly and was kicked away through the air.

"This...it works too?" Tao Yaohui stared in disbelief, still somewhat bewildered.

"Alright, let's go." Han Yi was the first to walk out of the room.

The sky grew increasingly gloomy, and everything outside was shrouded in a gray haze. The dark clouds hung low, almost as if they were about to drip water.

I looked around, but it was empty; there wasn't a soul in sight.

Tao Yaohui looked around a few times and shouted a few words.

There was no response at all.

“Those people… are all experts from our Shadow Hall… this…” His face was full of terror, his hair stood on end, and goosebumps rose all over his body from head to toe.

He had never experienced such a bizarre scene before.

When they entered the house, they clearly instructed a group of skilled men to be vigilant and provide protection, but now they can't see a single person.

It should be noted that the dozen or so people who came with them this time were all martial arts masters.

Even if the enemy is too strong and they can't defeat a dozen or so martial artists, they can still make their voices heard.

They disappeared without a word, without any warning...

Not only him, but the two who came in with him were also filled with fear. The man on the left was named Zhao Mo, a lean man skilled with dual swords. The man on the right was named Yu Bo, a tall and strong man who wielded a large hammer with impenetrable force.

"My lord, right now, should we... find someone first... or..." Zhao Mo swallowed, his eyes flickering.

Yu Bo held the sledgehammer upright in front of him, warily surveying his surroundings, his voice trembling: "This godforsaken place... I..."

"Why do you think those people disappeared?" Han Yi turned to look at the three of them, his tone calm.

“I guess…” Tao Yaohui forced himself to calm down and pondered, “So many people, all of them are experts from my Shadow Hall, it’s absolutely impossible for them to run away in the face of battle, and even if there were a powerful enemy attacking, it’s impossible for them to not make a sound at all.”

"Hmm, well said." Han Yi gave him an approving look. "Since we know that with so many people, even if something unexpected happened, they wouldn't all disappear. So, they might be trapped somewhere." "Master, then we..."

"Let's look around. This estate isn't that big. Let's go." Han Yi led the way. "I think we won't be the first to give in. I'm sure we'll find some clues soon."

The group exchanged glances and quickly followed.

After bypassing the front yard, we soon arrived at the meat field in the back.

Not far from the meat field, there is a row of neat wooden houses.

That was the resting area for the disciples of the Shadow Hall. The four of them quickly walked towards the center.

The wind gradually picked up, and the surrounding trees and other trees stirred up dust and fallen leaves, slightly obscuring the view.

Arriving at the disciples' rest area, it was also deserted.

The wind was quite strong, making the debris on the ground rustle.

Bang bang bang!!! Yu Bo took the heavy hammer and pounded on the door several times.

Dust fell from the door frame in a whooshing sound, immediately scattered by the wind, and was somewhat choking.

"Sir, should I break it open...?"

Before he could finish speaking, there was a creaking sound.

The door opened by itself.

Han Yi glanced at the few people who seemed a little scared, and was the first to step into the room.

Tao Yaohui was the second to go in, and the remaining two hurried in afterward.

The room was simply furnished. On the left was a table and chairs with some books on it, and on the right was a dusty bed.

The place was completely empty, giving off a chilly, icy feeling.

Tao Yaohui, being a bit bolder, walked to the bedside and lifted the curtain.

puff!

Suddenly, a dark figure lunged out. "Freeze!!" Han Yi unleashed a burst of energy, striking the dark figure precisely.

The dark figure let out a miserable scream, a strange cry like that of a baby, and fell to the ground.

It was a red bat the size of a fist.

Tao Yaohui was startled. The bat had a thin membrane without skin, covered in a blood-red color, and it was impossible to tell if it was blood vessels or something else.

Its head was ugly and shrunken, and its two small, blood-red eyes gave it an evil look.

"This is a ghost-headed bat, which only appears in places with abundant yin energy. It's a low-level yin creature, not much of a threat, just something to scare ordinary people," Han Yi explained simply. "There's nothing else here, let's go."

"Oh, okay..." Only then did Tao Yaohui and the other two come to their senses and quickly followed.

Unable to find anyone, the group searched the other rooms one by one.

During this process, Han Yi killed several ghost-headed bats in succession, and Tao Yaohui and the other two gradually gained courage and worked together to kill a few more, so they were no longer as timid as they had been at the beginning.

After all, all the fear stems from insufficient firepower.

As they hadn't found the person, Han Yi's expression grew increasingly serious, and the other three didn't dare to breathe loudly, silently following behind.

After searching the last house.

Looking out the window, Han Yi gazed at the flesh field behind him.

"The search is almost complete. It seems we have nowhere else to go..."

In the direction of the meat field, a thin layer of black mist seemed to be rising, completely enveloping the sky.

“This scene…” Han Yi stared at the flesh field, his eyes narrowing slightly.

The familiar scene reminded him of some past experiences.

"Yaohui..." Han Yi was about to give the order when his expression suddenly changed.

Suddenly, a thin layer of black mist began to spread. Tao Yaohui and his two companions also vanished without a trace.

"..."

Han Yi licked his lips, feeling a surge of anger. More than a dozen people had already gone missing and hadn't been found yet, and now three more had disappeared.

Black scales slowly condensed and formed on his body, and as he walked outward step by step, his physical body began to gradually solidify.

Upon exiting the house, the black mist had completely spread out, sealing off the surroundings like a black curtain.

He walked silently through the black fog without uttering a word.

Although both are black, the black energy generated by bloodlines and the black energy in the black mist are only the same color; their properties are completely different. The former, though pitch black, is active and full of life within. The black energy in the black mist, on the other hand, is deathly still and desolate, filled with despair.

It charged recklessly, regardless of what lay ahead.

Trees, boulders, houses... Han Yi ignored everything and charged straight toward the meat field.

It is unstoppable, and cannot be stopped.

A thin black mist floated slowly around him, seemingly carried by his movements. The further he went in, the thicker the black mist became.

Since the person behind the scenes wanted to stall for time, they intended to use the disappearances of individuals to hold him back, preventing him from confronting the situation directly.

Then he certainly won't do as he wishes.

Han Yi gradually quickened his pace, like a herd of elephants, carrying a violent momentum as he accelerated.

The meat field was just ahead. But when he walked over, he was surprised to see a figure standing there.

The man seemed to have seen him too, and his body visibly tensed up.

"Who?"

Han Yi looked at the figure in surprise.

She turned out to be a tall, curvaceous, young and beautiful woman.

She wore a skirt with a willow-leaf-like hem that, like a halter top, only covered a small portion of her body, leaving most of her skin exposed. Her impressive figure was extremely eye-catching when she turned around.