God Slayer: Make Up for the Past

Chapter 152: Deserted Village Mist: First Visit to the Land of Wrathful Spirits

The thick fog swallowed Chu Feng and Pan Yue like a huge gray palm.

The visibility was less than five meters, and distorted tree shadows were vaguely visible in the fog, like monsters with bared fangs and claws.

A faint whisper came from my ears, like someone whispering, or like the whimpering of the wind through dead branches.

"This fog... is weird." Pan Yue whispered, holding the dagger tightly in his hand.

Chu Feng nodded and looked around vigilantly.

"Be careful, this village may not be as peaceful as it seems." Lin Yue's worries were still echoing in his ears, making him more cautious.

In the fog, some shadowy figures appeared and slowly approached them.

As the distance got closer, Chu Feng saw the people coming clearly - ragged villagers with haggard faces and eyes full of vigilance and hostility.

An old man with a cane and looking quite dignified came out. It was the village chief Wang Fugui.

His cloudy eyes stared at Chu Feng and Pan Yue, his tone cold: "Who are you? What are you doing in our village?"

"We are the night watchmen," Chu Feng stepped forward and explained as calmly as possible, "We heard that your village has been in turmoil lately, so we came to investigate."

"Night Watch?" Wang Fugui sneered, "Our village doesn't need outsiders interfering! You will only bring disaster!"

The surrounding villagers also began to echo, their words full of rejection and hostility.

A young village girl, Liu Yue, pointed at Chu Feng's nose and cursed, "Get out! You outsiders will only bring us trouble!"

Chu Feng felt helpless, but he remained calm. "We have no ill intentions..."

"Get out!" Wang Fugui interrupted him rudely, slamming the ground with his cane. "Leave now before I change my mind!"

Pan Yue pulled Chu Feng's sleeve and whispered, "It seems we are not very welcome here."

At this moment, a shrill scream came from the depths of the fog, and then a black shadow rushed towards them at an extremely fast speed... Wang Fugui's face changed drastically when he saw this, and he shouted in horror: "The vengeful spirit! The vengeful spirit is coming!" Chu Feng took a deep breath, and his tone was firm and steady: "Village chief, we understand your concerns, but we are here to solve the problem, not to create trouble. The matter of the vengeful spirit is no trivial matter, and delaying it will only make it more dangerous." He looked directly at Wang Fugui with burning eyes, then swept over the surrounding villagers, and finally stopped at Liu Yue's face.

Liu Yue's heart trembled when she saw his determined eyes, and her original hostility dissipated a little.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew and the air suddenly became cold.

The fog rolled and twisted into all kinds of terrifying shapes.

A shrill scream broke the silence, and a twisted black shadow rushed out from the depths of the fog, carrying a strong resentment, and rushed straight towards the nearest villager, Old Sun.

"The vengeful spirit! The vengeful spirit is coming!" Wang Fugui's face turned pale and he shouted in horror, and the crutch in his hand fell to the ground.

The villagers suddenly fell into chaos and fled in all directions, with cries and screams coming one after another.

Old villager Sun collapsed to the ground in fear, trembling and muttering to himself: "It's over... Everything is over..."

Exorcist Li, who had originally shouted at Chu Feng to get out, had long disappeared and no one knew where he had hidden.

The shadow was extremely fast and in the blink of an eye it was in front of Old Villager Sun. It opened its bloody mouth, revealing its sharp fangs, and was about to devour Old Villager Sun.

Chu Feng's eyes narrowed and he shouted, "Evil creature! Stop being so arrogant!" He pushed Pan Yue away and rushed towards the black shadow like lightning.

Pan Yue steadied himself, drew out his dagger, and whispered, "There really is a problem..." He looked up at Chu Feng's back, a hint of worry flashed in his eyes, but more of trust.

Just when Chu Feng was about to touch the black shadow, the black shadow suddenly disappeared, dissipating into the air like a phantom.

Chu Feng missed his target, steadied himself, and looked around vigilantly.

"Disappeared?" Liu Yue asked in shock, hiding behind a tree.

Wang Fugui's face turned pale, and his voice trembled: "It...it will come again..."

Chu Feng frowned, thinking to himself, "This vengeful spirit doesn't seem to be a physical entity..." He turned to look at Pan Yue and said in a deep voice, "Be careful, this thing..." Before Chu Feng finished speaking, the fog surged again, thicker than before, and it was almost impossible to see one's hand in front of one's face.

The shrill screams sounded again, but this time, they came from all directions, making it difficult to tell the direction.

"Be careful!" Pan Yue warned, and at the same time, the dagger in his hand emitted a faint silver light, which was a sign of the spiritual power he injected into it.

In the fog, countless dark shadows twisted and squirmed, rushing towards them.

Chu Feng drew out the long sword from his waist, and the sword flashed with cold light.

He swung his sword, and the sword energy was so strong that he dispersed the approaching black shadows one by one.

However, these dark shadows were like ghosts, dispersing and gathering endlessly.

Pan Yue was more cautious. He did not attack rashly, but relied on his agility to dodge the attacks of the black shadows while looking for flaws in these illusions.

He discovered that although these shadows were numerous, their attack power was not strong, and it seemed more like they were trying to disturb their minds.

Liu Yue hid behind a tree, hugged her arms tightly, and her body trembled slightly.

Although she was afraid, she couldn't help but secretly look at Chu Feng.

Chu Feng was seen standing in the mist, his figure agile and his swordsmanship sharp, like a god of war.

She couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration in her heart, and her original hostility gradually dissipated.

"These evil spirits seem to be testing us..." Pan Yue whispered after dodging an attack.

Chu Feng nodded. He also sensed the intentions of these vengeful spirits. They didn't want to kill them, but seemed to be observing, searching for something.

Suddenly, Chu Feng felt a strong resentment coming from behind.

He turned suddenly and slashed behind him with his sword.

The blade cut through the air but didn't hit anything.

"It's an illusion!" Chu Feng was shocked. These evil spirits could actually create illusions!

At this moment, Pan Yue suddenly shouted, "Chu Feng, watch your step!"

Chu Feng looked down and saw a black vortex that had appeared under his feet, emitting a strong suction force.

He quickly stepped back and barely avoided being swallowed by the whirlpool.

"These illusions are becoming more and more real..." Pan Yue's face was solemn.

Chu Feng took a deep breath. He knew that he had to find the source of these resentful spirits as soon as possible, otherwise they would be consumed to death by these illusions.

He looked at the old villager Sun who was huddled in the corner and said in a deep voice, "Old man, you know these vengeful spirits..."

However, old villager Sun just held his head and kept repeating: "Don't ask me... I don't know anything... I don't know anything..." His eyes were full of fear, as if he was hiding some huge secret.

Chu Feng wanted to ask more, but was stopped by Pan Yue.

Pan Yue shook his head and whispered, "Now is not the time to ask questions..." He looked towards the village entrance, a trace of alert flashing in his eyes, "Someone is coming..."