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

Chapter 43: Group of Ghosts
There was no movement on the note, so the person on the other side should have left.

Huo Ying threw the note away and put the Yang Shi that delivered the note in his arms.

There is danger on the first floor. You can avoid it by returning to the lounge.

Huo Ying did not believe all of it. He used his earth escape technique to light poplar wood torches on the corridors on the second and third floors. After making sure that he could return to the lounge as quickly as possible after discovering anything unusual, Huo Ying hid on the second floor and waited quietly.

The open door of the Civic Center gradually became cloudy, and the sunlight moved outside the door little by little, until finally, it was pitch black outside.

The red-hot Yang stone in Huo Ying's arms suddenly became hot.

Then, there were messy footsteps outside the door.

One after another, the zombies lined up and walked into the Civic Center.

Instead of walking around randomly, these zombies actually walked straight to the chairs placed in the civic center. Each zombie slowly moved to a chair, stood still, and then sat down at the same time, in an orderly manner as if they had been trained thousands of times.

All the zombies were looking at the desk opposite. Following their gazes, Huo Ying could see nothing. The desk was empty.

The moment Huo Ying looked towards the desk, all the corpse ghosts seemed to sense something and tilted their heads in unison. Dozens of rotten heads looked towards Huo Ying's position in unison.

The air suddenly froze, and all the zombies stared at Huo Ying.

Huo Yingtu's scalp tingled. It had nothing to do with whether he was afraid or not. Even if the dozens of heads in the hall were not zombies but ordinary people, staring at him at the same time, it would be difficult for him to adapt.

Huo Ying was sure that he had been discovered, so he stopped hiding and swung his hand. A dozen wooden sticks that were ignited by lightning shot into the hall on the first floor, illuminating the entire floor.

thump.

The zombies stood up in unison, making only one sound of footsteps.

The firelight seemed to be blocked by the mirror world in the civic center. The zombies ignored the flames and slowly climbed the stairs one by one, all staring at Huo Ying and surrounding him.

"What the note said is right. It is a bit scary."

If it were a day ago, Huo Ying would definitely run back to the lounge to hide immediately, but now, the corpse ghost is just an experience pack for Huo Ying.

A poplar wood spear appeared in Huo Ying's hand. A flash of lightning passed by, and the tip of the spear ignited in flames, hardening the spear. Huo Ying thrust the spear at the corpse that was climbing the stairs.

The spear easily pierced the corpse's body, but the corpse did not turn into ashes by the flames as usual. Instead, it cracked little by little in front of Huo Ying, and finally shattered into pieces like shattered glass all over the ground.

This is?

Huo Ying felt that what he stabbed was not a corpse, but a mirror.

The fragments of the corpse ghost were scattered all over the ground, just like a mirror. A corpse ghost was reflected in each fragment. The next second, a new corpse ghost crawled out from the fragments, and the fragments disappeared. The army of corpse ghosts suddenly increased from a dozen to nearly a hundred!

"Is this an illusion?"

Huo Ying's eyes fixed, and he stabbed forward with his spear again in disbelief. The corpse ghost shattered again, and then more corpse ghosts surrounded it. As Huo Ying continued to stab the corpse ghosts to pieces, the hall was already densely packed with corpse ghosts.

Bang.

A corpse ghost squeezed in front of Huo Ying and scratched Huo Ying's wooden armor heavily.

The corpse's claws broke, and the hardened wooden armor was like diamond, so the corpse could not break through it. Boom!
A few more corpse ghosts bumped into Huo Ying, trying to knock him down, but sharp spikes suddenly grew on Huo Ying's wooden armor. Not only did the corpse ghosts fail to hurt Huo Ying, but they also smashed themselves to pieces.

"I see."

There were more and more zombies, but Huo Ying did not panic. Instead, he discovered the problem.

As their numbers increased, the attack power of the corpses was weakening. For example, the two corpses that crashed into him were the ones that crawled out of the debris. They used all their strength to crash into him, but they were not as strong as the corpse that ran to Huo Ying and attacked him with a claw.

The difference between the two is that the corpse ghost that attacked Huo Ying has always been intact and has never been smashed to pieces by Huo Ying.

Wood Release: Mummy Technique.

Huo Ying no longer tried to set these corpse ghosts on fire. Instead, he created one wooden cage after another that fit the corpse ghosts perfectly and trapped them tightly. After fighting for nearly half an hour, two hundred struggling mummies piled up in the service hall on the first floor.

Even after releasing so many Wood Releases, Huo Ying still had half of his chakra left in his body.

Among the mummies all over the floor, Huo Ying picked out a few unlucky ones and dragged them to the second floor. He locked them in the archive room, then used earth escape to reinforce the archive room. Then Huo Ying threw in a few torches.

boom!
The archive room was on fire, but because of the earth escape technique, the fire was contained in the archive room and could not spread. The corpses in the archive room kept breaking and burning repeatedly. Finally, the corpses stopped, and several turbid shadows separated from the corpses and were once again swallowed by the flames in the room.

Roar.

Huo Ying heard the monster's roar and killed the corpse ghost again, especially burning the corpse ghost's shadow, which was sensed by the monster again.

However, now Huo Ying's mental strength has been improved, the monster's roar did not affect Huo Ying, and the birthmark on the palm of his hand did not explode after being purified by Liang Yao. A black dot appeared on Huo Ying's palm, with only a little rudiment of fangs.

"I was marked by that thing again."

Huo Ying looked at the burning archive room and curled his lips.

The reason why he tried to kill the corpses was because there were too many of them here. Even if each one only increased the progress of the sacred tree by 0.1%, killing them all would increase it by 20%. Huo Ying even considered that if the corpses could be broken all the time, he would not leave for the time being and would live here to increase the progress of the sacred tree.

But now it seems that the reason why the corpse ghosts keep breaking into pieces and reappearing is the ability of the mirror world. It is not that there are more corpse ghosts, but that the mirror world splits the power of the corpse ghosts. Obviously, before there was one corpse ghost corresponding to one phantom, but in the mirror world, more than a dozen corpse ghosts were burned to make up one phantom.

There seemed to be a lot of zombies all over the Civic Center, but if they were all burned, there would only be about ten phantoms. For Huo Ying, it was not worth it to provoke the monster for such a small progress.

"Let's stay here as a backup."

Poplar wood is very strong, and mummies made of poplar wood can also jam the movable joints of the corpse ghost. Therefore, the corpse ghost cannot break free from the poplar wood with its strength and will be trapped here forever.

Huo Ying's plan was to burn the trapped corpse when he was almost ready to upgrade, and raise the level of the sacred tree in one go. In this way, even if the monster in the Blue Gene Factory appeared, Huo Ying would be able to gain new power through the advancement of the sacred tree. At that time, he might not need to be afraid of the monsters in the factory.

After checking the lobby on the first floor, especially near the desk, Huo Ying did not find any other abnormalities.

After thinking for a while, Huo Ying walked to the mirror and reached out to touch it.

The touch was real, it was a mirror, but the hall on the first floor was ablaze with fire, and there was no reflection of Huo Ying in the mirror.

Huo Ying created a poplar wood torch and tried to bring the flame closer to the mirror.

A ripple appeared on the mirror surface, and the flame did not hurt the mirror, but passed through it.

(End of this chapter)