Wonderful Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1816 Wooden Puppet

"go!"

With Ye Zhenjun's loud shout, everyone finally snapped out of their shock at Chen Wanli's slaying of the dragon turtle.

The Dragon King swept up all the servants of the Dragon Palace, including the exhausted Chen Wanli, and they all fell into the teleportation array.

A buzzing sound of energy reached my ears.

The light of the teleportation had not completely dissipated, and the dizziness caused by weightlessness and spatial distortion still lingered deep within the consciousness.

The next instant, everyone was "thrown" out of the still unstable passage by a brute force.

Like a kite with a broken string, it plummeted into an endless, milky-white fog.

"boom!"

"Crack!"

The sounds of heavy objects breaking branches and falling into the thick layer of humus rang out one after another, mixed with a few suppressed groans.

The moment Chen Wanli landed, he forcefully twisted his body to dissipate most of the impact, and his feet sank deeply into the soft yet elastic mossy ground.

A sweet taste rose in his throat, and the severe exhaustion from forcibly using the Golden Crow Divine Power surged up again like a tide.

A pricking, needle-like weakness and pain shot through my limbs and bones, and my vision even went black for a moment.

He immediately steadied himself, forcibly maintaining his footing, his wary gaze piercing through his surroundings.

The environment is completely different from the "Mysterious Ice Forbidden Zone" on the third level.

This place is no longer a deathly, frigid place, but is filled with a vibrant life force that is almost suffocating.

The giant trees reach for the sky, their trunks so thick that it takes ten people to encircle them. The bark is a deep blue-green color, revealing the wood grain, as if it were cast in iron.

The vines are as thick as giant pythons, hanging down from the tree canopy or weaving into a net in the forest, their surfaces covered with moist moss and brightly colored tiny fungi.

The spiritual energy was so thick it seemed to drip water, and with each breath, one could feel the spontaneous desire to absorb it emanating from the dantian (lower abdomen).

An unsettling silence made the group, who had just escaped death, hold their breath once again.

But the mist in the air, with its sweet scent of grass and trees and a faint smell of decay, inexplicably calms the mind.

Kuafu Chong and Fang Fengting were seriously injured, and the gods followed them closely. They only breathed a slight sigh of relief when they saw Ye Zhenjun approaching them.

In the final battle on the third floor, Ye Zhenjun and Chen Wanli displayed their strongest fighting power.

Especially Chen Wanli, who killed a Void Refinement cultivator despite being at a higher level, was truly exhilarating.

In ancient times, Chen Wanli's talent would have been that of a true prodigy, capable of leading human cultivators to the status of a "human emperor".

But this is not ancient times.

Ye Zhenjun's composure in the face of danger, his formidable strength, and his status as a living map undoubtedly made them feel more at ease.

Moreover, we're not here for a picnic; on a grander scale, we're here to find our path to spiritual cultivation—the spirit world.

At the very least, we should collect rare and precious materials and return with a full load.

In both of these aspects, Ye Zhenjun proved his "skill" and "value" through his actions.

But the Dragon King quickly walked behind Chen Wanli, like a guard, with all his attention on him.

It knew very well that if it took a step forward, it might rely on Ye Zhenjun, but if it took a step back, it would have to rely on this kid in front of it to save the day!

This kid has all sorts of skills that can effectively counter Soul Devouring. If True Lord Ye really has any insidious tricks up his sleeve in the future, he'll have to rely on joining forces with this kid.

Chen Wanli shook his head inwardly, too lazy to pay attention to these petty thoughts and schemes; he was more concerned about the next step for the "Golden Body".

The golden body didn't go onto the teleportation array with the main body, not because there wasn't a chance, but because it wasn't exposed during that life-or-death situation, so he wanted to continue hiding the golden body as a mole.

He would wait until they left the vicinity before having his golden body teleport back, fearing the "pursuers"—the Heavenly Demon King—following them.

While pondering, Chen Wanli tried to extend his divine sense, but it was as if he was stuck in a quagmire. He could barely cover a few dozen feet around him before he could not go any further. Moreover, the images that came back were blurry and distorted, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.

"what!"

"careful!"

Several short gasps and muffled groans rang out almost simultaneously, breaking the silence.

The thick fog churned violently, and dozens of dark figures slid out silently like ghosts, moving so fast that they left only afterimages in sight.

They were "human figures," their limbs stiff, their color indistinguishable from the surrounding ancient trees in a bluish-gray hue, draped with long-decayed human skeletons.

Their eye sockets were empty, devoid of any sign of life.

Only thick, dark green vines, writhing and intertwining like living creatures, emerge from their eye sockets, mouths, noses, joints, and other parts, replacing tendons and bones, controlling these "wooden puppets" to make swift and bizarre attack movements.

Their attack method is simple yet deadly—their arms, transformed into vine whips, sweep towards the group who have just landed and are in disarray, with sharp whistling sounds as they cut through the air!

Kuafu Chong roared and tried to break free of the vines wrapped around his waist with brute force, but the vines were exceptionally flexible and contained a soft yet stubborn wood spirit power.

Not only was it not broken by the shock, but it also tightened around him, causing his already severely injured body bones to creak and his bronze face to turn red instantly.

Fang Fengting was in an even worse state. With his aura weakened, he barely managed to wave the Xunfeng Flag, but the gale only dispersed a little mist and had little effect on the vine arms that contained the ever-renewing wood energy. He was instantly forced into a dangerous situation by several vine arms, and his protective spiritual light flickered violently.

The Dragon King let out a deep dragon roar, and the phantom of dark golden dragon scales flashed across his body. The powerful dragon flames shook off several vine arms that were attacking him.

But a hint of seriousness inevitably flashed in his sharp dragon eyes.

The environment here was strange, and his divine sense was limited. These wooden puppets seemed to be connected to the energy of the entire forest, appearing and disappearing unpredictably. In addition, he had suffered considerable losses earlier, so he suddenly felt somewhat constrained.

Chen Wanli remained calm. Now that things were in chaos, it was the perfect opportunity for his golden body to enter. He immediately sent a message to have his golden body teleport in.

While observing these wooden puppets, he swung his palm like a knife, and a scorching aura flashed by.

The tips of the two vine arms, which darted towards his face like venomous snakes, were scorched black and curled up.

The touch revealed that the vine-like arm was not purely plant material; its internal structure was dense and contained considerable spiritual energy, causing his already sore and numb arm to tremble slightly.

I have no idea what kind of weird thing it is.

Just then, Ye Zhenjun's voice, with its uniquely soothing rhythm, clearly reached everyone's ears, instantly quelling much of the panic:

"Don't panic, everyone! This is a 'wooden puppet,' formed from the remains of an ancient cultivator parasitized by the special wood spirit energy and resentful demonic vines of this place. It has low intelligence, acts according to instinct, and fears fire and thunder!"

All fire-based spells, lightning spells, or magical artifacts containing pure yang energy to dispel evil can be countered!

Although his face was still pale and his aura was far from its peak, he remained calm and composed, showing no sign of panic.

Before he finished speaking, he pointed his right hand like a sword and quickly drew several simple, bright red runes in the air in front of him.

With a light tap of his finger, it shot out as if it had a life of its own, accurately imprinting itself on the joints of several of the thickest vine arms that were tightly binding Kuafu Chong and Fang Fengting.

"Burn!"

Ye Zhenjun let out a low shout, and the crimson runes suddenly shone brightly, transforming into blazing flames that rapidly spread and burned along the vines!

The incredibly flexible vines suddenly emitted a strange hissing sound, emitted blue smoke, and visibly turned black, withered, and shrank.

The wooden puppet controlling the vines seemed to suffer some kind of backlash, its movements suddenly stiffening, and then it shrank back hastily with its burned vine arm.

"I have some specially made 'vine-repelling talismans' here, which can temporarily suppress the activity of the demonic vines in this place and protect myself."

As Ye Zhenjun spoke, his movements continued, and from his wide sleeves flew out pale green talismans with patterns resembling intertwined vines or some kind of seal.

The arrows were precisely aimed at everyone except Chen Wanli and the Dragon King. "Apply them to the center of your chest or activate them directly with spiritual power. The effect will last for about an hour, enough for us to leave this area."

Still shaken, Kuafu Chong, Fang Fengting, and the others were overjoyed and hurriedly took the talisman, activating it as instructed.

The talisman transformed into a faint, almost transparent green light film covering the entire body.

Sure enough, the wooden puppet vines that were about to pounce on the light membrane all showed obvious hesitation and aversion when they touched it, and their priority for attack immediately decreased.

Everyone was overjoyed and began chattering about the wooden puppet.

Just then, Chen Wanli sensed two extremely brief and faint spatial ripples coming from the direction of the teleportation array.

The first time, he was certain it was his own golden body.

The second time, a wisp of extremely obscure, cold, and eerie demonic energy seeped into the mist like a slippery venomous snake.

"The golden body has entered! The other one... is the Heavenly Demon King!? That was close. If the golden body had moved any later, it might have run into the Heavenly Demon King?"

Chen Wanli immediately understood.

He caught a glimpse of Ye Zhenjun out of the corner of his eye. While shaking off several vine arms, he also subtly tilted his head toward the teleportation array. His usual gentle expression remained unchanged before he focused back on the chaos before him.

Chen Wanli's mind raced. This old man must have sensed something.

He immediately caused the golden statue to disappear into a completely different direction as it fell to the ground during its transmission.

Whether we can hide it or not, let's keep it a secret for now!