The End of the Extreme Dao: I Planted a Sacred Tree and Gained Immortality

Chapter 3 Night
Five hours later, Huo Ying regained a little bit of his energy.

The poplar wood in this world is very durable. One stick is enough to burn for five hours. Every time Huo Ying releases Wood Release, the thickness and length of the poplar wood will double, which is equivalent to one stick of wood becoming eight pieces of firewood, which is completely enough.

It was getting dark and the air was getting cold and sticky.

Huo Ying found that the flame of the firewood had become weaker, so he quickly added another stick.

Seeing that there were still places in the house that were not reached by the firelight, Huo Ying did not save firewood. He used Wood Release to create poplar wood, and then lit four pieces at a time, and placed them front, back, left and right, lighting up the house red and bright.

The temperature of the flame dispelled the cold, making Huo Ying feel a little more at ease.

But before Huo Ying could rest, the night changed again.

Outside the room, there was a sudden sound of intensive flapping wings, followed by a large amount of black fog squeezing in through the gaps in the doors and windows.

As soon as the fog entered the house, it was illuminated by the firelight. When the black fog saw the firelight, it was like a drop of ink falling into a swimming pool, and it dissipated. The source of the flapping wings in the fog was also exposed, which was a dense group of flying insects with sharp teeth bared.

"What is this!"

“Is this the so-called black fog?”

In just a moment, thousands of flying insects flew into the house. Huo Ying was so scared that he picked up the Yang stone and swung a poplar wood as a torch, ready to fight to the death.

But as the black fog faded, the flying insects unexpectedly lost their support and shattered into powder while flying like bubbles before they could touch Huo Ying.

call.

Huo Ying breathed a sigh of relief.

The fire was useful. Zhang Yuqi did not lie to herself. With the firewood made by Wood Release, she would not be in danger tonight.

Wave after wave of fog and flying insects dissipated in front of Huo Ying's eyes. The scene was scary, but had no lethality. After watching it for a few hours and adding firewood to the fire, Huo Ying gradually got used to this scene.

"I'm a little hungry because of the nervousness."

Huo Ying picked up a few potatoes, placed them next to the fire, and started roasting them using the heat from the fire.

"Only a little of this firewood can be used as a medium for releasing Wood Release. The rest must all be burned. The same goes for the potatoes. If you can't eat them, you have to find a way to hide them, otherwise it will arouse suspicion."

Huo Ying didn't want to expose his abilities, nor could he immediately trust Bai Jie and Zhang Yuqi.

Just when I thought of Zhang Yuqi, footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door.

Then the voice stopped at Huo Ying's door.

"Huo Ying, are you okay?"

Zhang Yuqi's voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

Huo Ying's hunger disappeared in an instant. Even though there were four fires, Huo Ying still broke out in a cold sweat.

There was black fog and dense swarms of sharp-fanged flying insects outside. How could Zhang Yuqi walk to her door alive? In other words, the thing outside the house was a corpse ghost.

"Huo Ying, are you still alive? I'm here to help you."

Zhang Yuqi's voice sounded again.

Huo Ying didn't care about the heat, he picked up the red Yang Shi, held his breath, and stared at the door.

Boom!
There was a heavy knock on the door.

The red light of the Yang Stone in Huo Ying's arms flashed for a moment and then weakened.

Boom!
This time, the knock on the door was louder.

The Yang Stone in Huo Ying's arms darkened again, and even the temperature generated by the fire disappeared.

Huo Ying did not dare to delay, and hurriedly picked up a poplar wood as a torch and roasted the yang stone red. As the yang stone lit up, the knocking on the door stopped temporarily.

"The corpse ghost hasn't left yet!"

The knocking stopped, but Huo Ying didn't hear any footsteps. The corpse ghost was standing at the door.

The air seemed to freeze.

The black fog and flying insects continued to drill into the house endlessly, and then were melted by the flames. Time passed second by second, but Huo Ying became more and more nervous.

Half of the night had passed, and the corpse ghost was standing at Huo Ying's door, motionless. Huo Ying even suspected that he was hallucinating, as he seemed to hear the corpse ghost's even breathing outside the door.

Boom!
Ah!
The door was suddenly slammed hard, and Huo Ying couldn't help but scream. The next moment, Huo Ying's heart skipped a beat. He responded to the corpse ghost, even if he was just scared, he responded to the corpse ghost.

dong dong dong, dong dong dong.

Huo Ying began to hallucinate. The door disappeared and a pale corpse with Zhang Yuqi's face was seen staring at him. Then the corpse walked towards him with force.

run!
The corpse ghost is about to enter the house. I can’t stay there anymore. I have to run with a torch.

Where are you running from!

Huo Ying looked towards the window. A large amount of black fog and flying insects were hitting the window, corroding the wooden boards nailed to the window and making them shaky. As long as he rushed over and hit it hard, he could break the window and escape out.

Click.

The Yang Stone in Huo Ying's arms suddenly shattered, the red light disappeared, and it turned into black stone chips.

Huo Ying also woke up in shock and quickly turned his head to look at the door.

The door was still there, no breathing sound could be heard outside the door, and the door was locked tightly, with no change at all.

Huo Ying turned around and saw that he had actually walked to the window.

The fire dispersed the black fog and flying insects.

Through the window crack, Huo Ying saw a scarlet eye.

Everything that just happened was an illusion. The corpse ghost was standing by the window, staring at him!

Smelly.

The corpse ghost's face twisted, it was actually laughing. The corpse ghost's half-rotten face split open, revealing its broken teeth, and the stench instantly filled the room.

Boom! The corpse hit the window.

Crack! There was a crack on the wooden board on the window.

The corpse ghost kept banging against the window, but it used illusion to deceive Huo Ying and made him think it was banging against the door.

Compared with the sturdy door, the windows reinforced only with poplar wood are obviously more fragile.

If the shattering of the Yang Stone had not reminded Huo Ying, Huo Ying would either have fallen into an illusion and been lured by the corpse ghost to the window and killed, or he would have stared at the door until the corpse ghost broke in through the window before he could react.

"Cao! Get out! Get out!"

Huo Ying subconsciously threw the Yang Stone particles in his hand towards the window. Some of the Yang Stone powder passed through the window gap and got on the corpse ghost.

Buzz.

The corpse's broken body seemed to be burned. Although it didn't feel anything, a large piece of its rotten corpse suddenly fell off.

Yang Stone can harm corpses.

No, the corpse ghost did not react. The Yang Stone could not harm the corpse ghost, but it could destroy its body!
Yang stone can cause harm, but what about poplar wood?

Yes, the energy of burning poplar wood will be activated, and burning poplar wood can harm corpses!
"Draw it up!"

Huo Ying roared and threw himself towards the window, and the burning poplar wood stabbed fiercely into the window gap.

thump.

Sparks flew everywhere, but the torch was too thick to get through the window.

As the poplar wood torch approached the corpse, the burning speed suddenly increased, and the firewood burned shorter at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A mocking look appeared in the corpse ghost's scarlet eyes. It raised its hands and slammed them heavily on the window.

Crack! The crack in the wooden board got bigger.

"Wooden Release·The Art of Cutting."

Huo Ying knew that the torch was wider than the window gap, and he never expected that he could use the torch to pass through the window gap and stab the corpse to death.

From the top of the burning torch, burning spikes shot out!

(End of this chapter)