Han Qingyu looked at the Mist Shades changing direction and going after Wan Ling, “Don’t pour so much Qi out, they are being attracted to our Qi.”
Wan Ling hurriedly withdrew all of her Qi before slashing with her sword to attack the Mist Shades.
But her sword passed right through them without affecting them in the slightest.
“Dummy! At least use a little bit of Qi, the Radiant Qi might have a good effect against these Spectral Creatures.” She said before gripping her spear tightly and infusing it with a bit of her Wind and Fire Qi.
Her spear crackled with dual elements as she swung it down hard on top of one of the Mist Shades, but that proved ineffective as it passed right through the Spectral Creatures.
“Tsk, fire, and wind are useless,” she muttered before hurriedly dodging their attacks.
Wan Ling enveloped her sword with Radiant Qi, her sword gleaming with a holy light as she slashed one of the Mist Shades.
SCEEECHHHH!
The Mist Shade screamed loudly as it felt its skin burning, but due to Wan Ling’s low cultivation base, she wasn’t able to deal a fatal wound.
Shen Yuan looked at Han Qingyu and Wan Ling struggling to fight them off, while the Mist Shades continued to pour in their direction due to the Qi density increasing as they both attacked by infusing weapons with Qi.
“Well, looks like it’s about time I try that.” Shen Yuan’s eyes narrowed as his Thunder Qi surged, crackling across his skin like dancing serpents.
He had suspected Thunder to be effective against these spectral entities. After all, thunder and lightning often represented a form of purification and raw destructive power, perfect for dealing with ghostly threats like Mist Shades.
Exhaling calmly, he reached out, forming an arrow of condensed Thunder Qi atop his bowstring. The air sizzled, and a high-pitched hum filled the forest as he took aim at one of the Mist Shades hovering near Han Qingyu.
ZAP!
A bright flash illuminated the misty forest as Shen Yuan released the arrow, which flashed through the dense fog and struck the Mist Shade squarely. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ
The creature let out a distorted shriek, its form flickering wildly before dispersing into wisps of mist that quickly dissipated.
Han Qingyu and Wan Ling gaped at the sight. A single thunder-infused shot had obliterated the spectral being.
Feeling motivated, Shen Yuan swiftly notched another Thunder Qi arrow, keeping the rest of his Qi suppressed except for the portion being utilized on the bow to wield this technique.
Wan Ling nodded, her eyes flashing with realization. “So thunder is their weakness. If I can infuse my Radiant Qi with a hint of that electricity…”
“Don’t risk it if you can’t handle thunder essence, you don’t have thunder affinity,” Shen Yuan said calmly. “Just hold them off, I’ll take care of the rest.” Enjoy exclusive chapters from empire
He loosed another arrow, striking two Mist Shades clustered together, their ghostly cries vanishing with a boom of thunder.
Han Qingyu gritted her teeth but followed Shen Yuan’s advice.
Instead of trying to infuse other elements, she opted to distract the Mist Shades with her fire Qi, using minimal Qi to avoid attracting too many at once.
With precise thrusts of her spear, she herded them into clumps, allowing Shen Yuan to pick them off with lethal efficiency.
Wan Ling, on the other hand, attempted to increase the density of Radiant Qi in her sword without letting it spill outside.
Though not as effective as Shen Yuan’s arrows, it still made a difference in the Mist Shades.
One by one, the Mist Shades fell to the thunderous onslaughts of Shen Yuan and Wan Ling. The forest resounded with faint crackling and the dying wails of spectral entities unable to withstand the purifying lightning.
Soon, the immediate area around the trio grew quiet again, the air became heavier with mist due to the deaths of so many Mist Shades.
Wan Ling and Han Qingyu caught their breath, and Shen Yuan allowed the faint arcs of Thunder Qi to subside.
“Good work,” he said softly, nodding to the two of them. “Let’s keep moving. The clearing should be closer. The sooner we reach that safe zone, the better.”
Han Qingyu rolled her shoulders, relieved after that tiresome battle. “I’m glad we found their weakness. Without it, this would’ve been a nightmare, especially since I was nearly useless in this battle.”
Wan Ling wiped the sweat from her brow and adjusted her grip on her sword. “I can’t believe you found out about their weakness so soon. I guess that’s why you’re the Senior Brother,” she said with a small grin.
Shen Yuan chuckled softly. “It’s nothing impressive, I have just read a lot of books, that’s all.”
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‘Same thing.’ He chuckled inwardly.
The group continued onward, the mist still thick but now much calmer after the waves of Mist Shades had been decimated.
…
Occasionally, another group of Shades would appear, drawn by the vibrant Qi of the three of them. But each time, Shen Yuan’s thunderous Qi made short work of them.
Han Qingyu and Wan Ling focused on providing support for him from the sides so he could deal with them swiftly.
As they delved deeper, the density of Qi in the air only increased. The trees grew taller and more twisted, their bark covered in strange moss that glowed faintly.
The ground beneath became softer, lined with damp leaves and wet soil.
Eventually, the oppressive darkness of the forest began to lighten.
Wan Ling’s eyes widened as she noticed a subtle glow ahead. “Is that… the clearing?”
Han Qingyu squinted her eyes as she peered through the mist, her silver hair falling over her shoulder as she leaned forward. “There’s definitely light coming from up ahead.”
Shen Yuan nodded, his body relaxing slightly. “Yes. It must be the place the innkeeper mentioned.”
They continued cautiously, dealing with the occasional waves of Mist Shades.
During each clash, Shen Yuan’s thunder arrows exterminated the ghostly foes, while Han Qingyu and Wan Ling made sure to gather up the Mist Shades in a group so Shen Yuan could make short work of them.
Soon, they broke through the last part of the dense forest and stepped into a wide clearing. The fog here was thinner, allowing them to see a patch of lush grass illuminated by strange, glowing flowers.
Han Qingyu exhaled a long sigh, lowering her spear, “Finally some visibility.”
Wan Ling looked around, intrigued by the strange place, “I can feel the Qi here, it’s…filled with a low amount of Thunder energy?”
Shen Yuan scanned the clearing thoroughly, his expression contemplative. “This must be the safe zone. Let’s set up camp here for now and rest for a while. But keep your guard up—we still don’t know what that artifact is or if something stronger is guarding it.”
Han Qingyu looked around in the surroundings before saying, “What do you think the artifact is? And from the looks of it, it is a Thunder-related Artifact seeing how it is able to keep the Mist Shades away and this faint Thunder Qi in the surroundings.”
Shen Yuan rubbed his chin, “Hmm… we will have to look around and see what it is first.”