Rustle, rustle, rustle...
What was that sound? It was like the sound of an insect preparing to break out of its chrysalis, as if something was about to emerge from underground.
'Things have come to this, old man can only wish you good luck.'
Just as Yakumo Feng was hesitating, the White-haired Royal Sister suddenly put away her weapon, then turned her back to Yakumo Feng and walked into a room in the courtyard.
'Hey... that... can you tell me what's going on?'
Yakumo Feng really couldn't understand what had happened. The battle had been on the verge of breaking out just now, but the other party suddenly stopped.
The White-haired Royal Sister did not answer; her figure disappeared from Yakumo Feng's sight. And at this moment, he finally understood where those sounds were coming from.
Click, click...
A rumbling sound echoed throughout the entire courtyard, growing louder and louder, like an echo in a valley. Finally, in front of Yakumo Feng, a pale white bony hand stretched out from underground, followed by countless more skeletal hands, like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.
'This... what's going on?'
One by one, the pale white bony hands crawled like babies learning to walk, then pulled their bodies out from underground. Even Yakumo Feng, who had already become a monster, was drenched in sweat from fright at this sight. That terrifying feeling of seeing nothing but paleness was beyond description.
In his shock, Yakumo Feng even forgot to run. He saw skeletons crawl out of the ground, and under the moonlight, two ghostly flames burned in their deep, hollow eye sockets. Their identical faces all turned towards Yakumo Feng's position. In the next instant, as if given a command, they launched a full assault.
!!
Waking up with a start, Yakumo Feng no longer cared about the consumption of his demonic energy. A super-large range Great Ball Rasengan directly descended around him.
The Great Ball Rasengan was successfully cultivated by Yakumo Feng according to the method of the Rasengan. It was just that chakra was replaced by demonic energy. In addition to the Rasengan, some others were also shamelessly stolen by Yakumo Feng. According to Yakumo Feng, if you don't use it, you might as well not use it, and if you use it, you'll want to use it again.
Boom!!
Even Suika would suffer a small loss if she wasn't careful. The power of the Great Ball Rasengan was undeniable, but for the vast sea of skeletons, whether the power was strong or weak didn't matter.
The shattered bone dust scattered to the ground with the wind, but after the first wave of death, the skeletons behind immediately filled the void and surged towards Yakumo Feng.
Even ants can kill an elephant if there are enough of them. Even though the skeletons were no match for Yakumo Feng, once their numbers reached a certain point, they could easily entangle him to death. Even with Yakumo Feng's strength, he only lasted eight hours before being submerged by the skeleton army.
Although the body's injuries would recover in the next second, only the physical injuries would recover. The mental exhaustion was not so easy to recover from.
Before his consciousness dissipated, when the skeletal claw once again slashed across his body, the pain of the injury stimulated his nerves, but he no longer had the strength to resist.
For Yakumo Feng, who had no flight ability, the endless ground army was enough to defeat him.
As for why he didn't use the gap to escape, firstly, it was his first real encounter with an enemy, and secondly, by the time Yakumo Feng reacted, it was already too late.
Moreover, with his Penglai people body, he would be fine. Maybe he could even see Yuyuko then. Although it would be very painful, a shut-in's resentment was still very terrifying.
...
Deep within the small pavilion, in a brightly lit room, a cherry-haired girl in a white kimono was curled up on the bed, hugging her knees and burying her face. If one got closer, one could faintly hear the girl repeatedly muttering a few words.
I'm sorry...
Yakumo Feng was submerged by the ocean of pale skeletons, but it didn't last long.
When he arrived, it was around eight o'clock. And now it was early summer, and by about five o'clock, dawn had already broken. So by the time Yakumo Feng was exhausted, the time he had endured was enough for the sun to rise.
Just like low-level Vampires encountering sunlight, the skeletons illuminated by the sun quickly melted like spring snow, turning into gray death energy and returning to the underground.
After all the skeletons disappeared, the courtyard once again displayed its spring beauty. Fresh green grass and delicate flowers joyfully welcomed the arrival of the sun. The incongruous skeletons seemed as if they had never appeared.
Under the sunlight, Yakumo Feng, who was extremely weakened from his severe exhaustion, did not get up again after falling for the first time in many years.
The long period of continuous combat had caused Yakumo Feng to be extremely mentally overdrawn. Now, even an ordinary human man could probably defeat him.
"Screech~~~~"
In the simple wooden room, a clear sound of a door opening was heard. There, the White-haired Royal Sister who had confronted Yakumo Feng earlier walked out, then moved to the side. Behind her, a girl of about fifteen or sixteen, with beautiful features and well-developed, wearing a white kimono, walked out.
The girl looked a little haggard, and her slightly tired eyes lit up with joy when she saw Yakumo Feng lying on the grass. Without even bothering to put on her geta, her small feet, wrapped in plain white tabi socks, stepped onto the lush green grass, and she scurried over to Yakumo Feng's side.
The morning fog in the mountains was heavy, and the grass was already covered with dew. Her plain white tabi socks were soaked after only a few steps, as was the hem of her kimono skirt. However, the girl didn't mind the cold sensation on her feet. She knelt beside Yakumo Feng and gently turned his body over so that he was lying face up.
At this moment, Yakumo Feng's eyes were tightly closed, perhaps due to pain, his sword-like eyebrows tightly knitted together. His clothes were torn to shreds, revealing his jade-white skin, and he was covered in blood.
'That's great, he's still alive!'
The girl cried out in joy when she saw Yakumo Feng's slowly rising and falling chest. However, when she saw the patch of grass beneath Yakumo Feng stained red, she still gasped, her small mouth agape.
'Sister, what, what, what should we do? So much blood...'
Dizzy from the sight of the bright red blood, the girl looked at the White-haired Royal Sister, speaking incoherently in her anxiety. Despite possessing astonishing and terrifying abilities, the girl's mind was still as pure as a blank sheet of paper. If Yakumo Feng were a corpse at this moment, she might not have been so distraught. But this was the first time she had seen a severely wounded, half-dead person.
Although Yakumo Feng had a Penglai people body and would not die, they did not know that.
At this moment, the White-haired Royal Sister also walked over. After glancing at Yakumo Feng, she said to the girl:
'My Lady, please calm down! This person is a monster, so these injuries will not take his life in a short time. But, My Lady, are you sure you really want to save him? He is a monster.'
The girl was soothed by the White-haired Royal Sister's words and understood that the situation was not as serious as she had imagined. But in the face of the White-haired Royal Sister's question, the girl looked at him firmly and said:
'Save him! No matter what, I cannot let him die, he is...'
Saying that, the girl looked at Yakumo Feng gently. He was the only surviving life in front of her, besides the White-haired Royal Sister by her side. Even if she had encountered him on the road, she would have helped him, let alone his injuries were caused by herself.
It was also the first time the White-haired Royal Sister had seen the girl so resolute. Having been by her side all these years, she understood how the girl felt at this moment. After a moment of confrontation, she conceded defeat.