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Chapter 318 Do you mean I should give up on saving my mother?

Song Mang narrowed his eyes, and immediately raised his other foot, stepping down on the humanoid terracotta figure.

Bang.

Her kick carried a great deal of spiritual power, instantly shattering the humanoid terracotta figure.

A large pile of pottery fragments were scattered on the ground.

Song Mang looked at the shards of earthenware on the ground, a thoughtful expression on his face. "When I killed him, the paper sniper rifle shattered his soul. The soul inside this humanoid terracotta figurine has already been scattered, so how can it still move?"

The cultivators they had just seen had all been turned into humanoid terracotta figures. It was only because of the bewitching power of the Blood Moon that they appeared to be alive.

The power of the Blood Moon not only bewitched them, but also the souls of those cultivators who had already died.

After those people died, their souls remained inside the terracotta figures. They were unaware that they had long since died and believed that they were constantly advancing in rank, becoming Nascent Soul experts.

It is also because their souls still exist that the terracotta figurines appear to have life and can move like living people.

"Could it be that a wisp of a soul remains inside the broken terracotta figurine, like the final glow of a dead person?"

Xuan Yuanxi guessed.

He was startled to see the terracotta figurine suddenly sit up and attack Song Mang. Fortunately, the attack was not very threatening, and the terracotta figurine was crushed by Song Mang's foot.

But after he finished speaking, he turned and glanced at the ruins outside the secret passage, and his expression immediately changed.

"What's that outside? Something's floating out of the ruins and hovering in mid-air!"

Upon hearing his voice, the others also looked towards the ruins outside the secret passage.

The mushroom cloud from the explosion above the ruins disappeared, and the smoke dissipated somewhat. Blood-red moonlight pierced through the white smoke and shone on the ruins of the arena.

Because the smoke from the explosion had not completely dissipated, it obscured much of the blood-red moonlight, so the moonlight formed beams of red light in the smoke.

Many fragments of painted pottery on the ruins floated up from the ground and hovered in mid-air, following the red beam of light.

"Are those... fragments of painted pottery?"

Xuanyuan Sheng's divine sense was very strong, and he quickly saw the fragments of painted pottery floating in the air.

He frowned slightly and said, "Miss Song killed those twenty-odd Nascent Soul cultivators, but their bodies didn't turn completely to ashes. They turned into terracotta figures, but they were just broken."
But now, why are these fragments of the terracotta figures flying up from the ground?

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone noticed that the shards of painted pottery at their feet also flew up on their own.

The fragments of painted pottery flew out from the exit of the secret passage and mixed into the large group of painted pottery fragments in mid-air.

at this time.

The red beam of light shining down from the sky began to flow slowly through the smoke of the explosion, causing the floating fragments of painted pottery to drift in one direction.

From a distance, it looks as if an invisible hand is manipulating this large collection of painted pottery fragments.

The light of the blood moon grew increasingly blinding, even the smoke left by the explosion couldn't block it, directly illuminating the entrance to the secret passage in a blood-red hue.

This means that,
The power of the Blood Moon is growing stronger!

"Ah, my legs!"

Suddenly, screams of terror, accompanied by sobs, came from the deepest part of the secret passage.

The charlatan doctor approached Song Mang and said, "Boss, someone is starting to turn into a terracotta warrior!"

"what?!"

Song Mang quickly turned her head to look.

She saw a human player not far from the passage whose right leg had turned into a hard clod of earth.

The shape of the clod of earth resembled his right leg, and the pattern of his trousers was drawn on it. Next to this player, there was another player in an even worse condition; most of his body had turned into a humanoid terracotta figure, with only his head and one arm still movable.

"How could this happen? My body has turned to stone, and I can't move! Someone, please save me!"

"My arms have turned to stone, and I can't move them anymore? Is it because I was exposed to the blood moon?"

Song Mang went over to check on some players' situations.

Fortunately, only a small number of players' bodies turned into terracotta figures; most of the players in the secret passage were unharmed.

Moreover, these players who have become terracotta figures are different from those cultivators whose entire bodies have turned into terracotta figures; they are temporarily unable to use the terracotta figure part of their bodies.

Song Mang turned to the quack doctor and asked, "Is their transformation related to the blood moon?"

The quack doctor nodded. "They must have been exposed to the blood moon, which is why their bodies are turning into terracotta figures. The more fragile their bodies are, the faster they will turn into terracotta figures."

In fact, Song Mang and his son Xuanyuan were also illuminated by the blood moon for a period of time, but because their cultivation levels were relatively high, they did not turn into terracotta figures for the time being.

The eccentric doctor sighed and said, "Luckily, they didn't directly absorb the power of the Blood Moon for cultivation, otherwise their entire bodies would have turned into terracotta figures, practically dead, and they would have..."

What else can you do?

"To become a servant of God."

This statement was made by Xi Jinzhi.

Xi Jinzhi pointed to the outside of the passage and said, "Look for yourself, those people have reappeared."

Everyone turned their gaze toward the outside of the secret passage, and Xuan Yuansheng was the first to change his expression.

Under the power of the blood moon, the fragments of painted pottery outside actually reformed into human figures.

Those figures were exactly the same as the twenty-odd Nascent Soul cultivators that Song Mang had killed!
They stood suspended in the air, looking down into the direction of the secret passage, their eyes fierce and murderous, as if they were no different from when they died!
"How did these people come back to life?!"

Xuanyuan Sheng felt a chill run down his spine for no apparent reason, and said with a grim expression, "Their aura seems to have become even stronger!"

"Although the body is immortal, the core inside has been replaced, making it naturally stronger. As for where the new core came from, that remains unknown."

Xi Jinzhi said.

However, Song Mang was not in the mood to care about the humanoid terracotta figures that had reappeared outside.

She ran to Xi Jinzhi's side and pressed him for an answer, "The power of the Blood Moon can turn living people into terracotta figures, so what about my mother? She's imprisoned on the Blood Moon, constantly exposed to its power. Will she...?"

As she continued, her pupils trembled, and she seemed hesitant to speak further.

Xi Jinzhi looked at her without saying anything.

He didn't know how to answer that question.

Song Mang took a deep breath and asked him again, "You still don't know how to get to the Blood Moon?"

After a long while, he nodded and said, "Because I don't know how to completely avoid the Blood Moon's detection, I don't know how to get up there."

"Can't we just fly up there?"

"You'll probably turn into a humanoid terracotta warrior before you even get close to the Blood Moon. Even if you're lucky enough not to turn into a terracotta warrior, the Blood Moon will sense your approach and attack you immediately."

You've witnessed the power of Zhao Gao's attack, controlled by the Blood Moon. Even powerful beings like the Sword Saint and the Ghost Doctor could only withstand it for a dozen seconds; human players were utterly helpless against it.

Song Mang lowered her eyelids slightly, her breathing became heavier, and she remained silent for a long, long time.

Her hands, hanging by her sides, clenched tightly. "You mean, you want me to give up saving my mother?"

(End of this chapter)