I haven't decided on a name for my Pokémon trainer yet.

The village seemed to be enclosed, like an oasis in the desert.

The village is now completely in ruins, with bricks and wood scattered everywhere, and much of it charred from the fire.

With a heavy heart, Ye Feng followed behind the solemn-looking Meng Huan. This wasn't the first time he had witnessed such a scene.

This place is exactly like the dead city of Poklandis.

"What happened here?" Ye Feng asked in a slightly hoarse voice.

"I don't know." Dream shook her head. "There should be a group of people living here responsible for guarding the seal, but judging from the current situation..."

The dream didn't finish its sentence, but Ye Feng already understood its meaning.

They had walked for some time here, but had not seen any people or elves. There was only one explanation: either the people and elves here had escaped, or... they were all dead.

Ye Feng knew very well that some people had lived here before. He even saw a table in a half-collapsed house with several plates on it. The plates contained something black, probably leftover food.

As they walked, they came to a place that resembled a square. Ye Feng's eyes widened, and he froze.

The ground of the burned square was covered with rings of grayish-white ash. These ash rings varied in size and were extremely messy, with some even overlapping each other.

Dream glanced at the gray circle, then secretly glanced at Ye Feng, seeing him standing there pale-faced, and sighed inwardly.

"These...could they be..." Ye Feng asked with difficulty, his voice hoarse.

"I'm afraid so..." Dream said softly.

"How could this be..." Ye Feng felt a suffocating sensation, involuntarily clutching his chest. His mental energy began to fluctuate uncontrollably, and his eyes became unfocused.

He seemed to feel waves of mental energy washing over him.

In a daze, he seemed to see a group of people who had been doing some kind of activity here, with laughter and cheerful voices.

But suddenly disaster struck. People scattered and fled, but flames rained down from the sky and mercilessly engulfed them, leaving only ashes...

Ye Feng stood there, dazed. He seemed to see a group of people standing in front of him, their eyes glowing red, their hands outstretched, swaying like zombies as they approached him.

Ye Feng instinctively wanted to run, but he found himself completely paralyzed. He tried to call for help but couldn't make a sound. Moreover, Mew and Latios had vanished without a trace, leaving him only able to watch helplessly as they approached…

"Garde!" Gardevoir jumped out of its Poké Ball, looking anxiously at Ye Feng. It stretched out its hands, and Life Drop appeared in its palms. With the help of its psychic powers, it floated to Ye Feng's side and merged into his body.

Ye Feng's eyes glazed over for a moment, as if he had regained his senses, but he immediately fell into confusion again.

"Woo~~~" Latios and Latias let out a soft hum, and a drop of heart water appeared between them. Then it floated to the top of Ye Feng's head and sprinkled a ball of soft light to envelop Ye Feng.

However, since the Heart Drop had just helped Latios and Latias heal their injuries, its power had not yet fully recovered, and the light it emitted was not as full as it had been at the beginning, showing a faint tendency to dissipate.

Dream also floated over, her hands glowing with blue light. Her mental power merged into the Heart Drop, and the light emanating from the Heart Drop immediately stabilized.

As the light enveloped him, Ye Feng's face contorted in pain, and his body trembled violently. Gardevoir sensed that Ye Feng's mental energy was fluctuating wildly, as if he were struggling against something.

"Garde!" Gardevoir cried out.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Six consecutive sounds rang out as Ye Feng's remaining Pokémon jumped out of their Poké Balls, surrounding him. Rotom also flew out from Ye Feng's chest.

"Oh no!" Dream's expression suddenly changed. He noticed that Ye Feng's mental energy was trembling violently and rapidly weakening, as if he had suffered a severe blow. "What happened? How could this be?"

The dream was extremely anxious, unable to understand what was going on with Ye Feng.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a gray circle on the ground. Her pupils contracted sharply. Could it be the work of an undead spirit?

"Gengar!" Gengar suddenly roared, its entire body bursting with dark light!

Chapter 289 Battle in the Spiritual World

What's going on?

Ye Feng looked at the group of people in front of him, who resembled zombies. Their eyes glowed red, and they made unknown whimpering sounds as they staggered toward him.

Am I seeing a ghost?

But this is the world of elves, right? How could there be ghosts... Ah, no, it seems that ghosts do exist, it's just that I've never seen one before.

Moreover, as these people approached, Ye Feng felt more and more clearly that they were less ghosts and more clusters of spiritual energy, only that their spiritual energy seemed to contain something that did not belong to them.

"What are you going to do?" Ye Feng was unable to move and watched helplessly as these "people" walked up to him, staring at him with bloodshot eyes.

"Block...bad...black..."

"what?"

After getting close, these people didn't attack Ye Feng; they just kept muttering something to themselves.

The sounds were too chaotic and low, and Ye Feng couldn't hear what they were saying.

The group of people stood in front of Ye Feng and whispered among themselves for a while. When Ye Feng did not respond, they seemed to become anxious and their voices grew louder, but Ye Feng still could not hear what they were saying.

"what!!"

Suddenly, one of them screamed in agony, the sound so shrill that it created a series of sonic booms that gave Ye Feng a terrible headache.

As this person screamed, the others followed suit, their cries filled with agony, their bodies convulsing with each scream.

"W-what's going on..." Ye Feng was startled, but he was still unable to move and could only suppress his fear as he watched the bizarre scene before him.

Suddenly, the screams stopped abruptly, and the crowd looked up, staring intently at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was astonished to find that the red light in these people's eyes was even brighter than before, and black mist began to emanate from their bodies. This mist increased in number and became intertwined.

Soon, the crowd turned into a huge cloud of black mist.

The changes didn't stop there. The fog began to surge, and one screaming face after another burst out of the fog, looking as if they had undergone terrible torture, only to be pulled back in as if bound by something.

Ye Feng stared in horror at the bizarre scene before him, swallowing hard.

He suddenly felt a sense of relief throughout his body, as if he could move again.

Ye Feng tried to move and found that he had indeed regained his freedom, so he tentatively took a step back, wanting to get further away from the black mist.

The surging black mist suddenly stopped, as if it had noticed Ye Feng's movements, and suddenly transformed into a giant human face looking over.

Ye Feng's heart clenched, and he felt a suffocating sensation. Without hesitation, he turned and ran.

"Roar!"

The dark-faced man roared angrily, furious at Ye Feng's escape, and flew towards him with a howl.

"I boil it!"

Hearing the noise, Ye Feng turned around and saw a huge black face almost touching his own. He immediately let out a terrified scream and, without thinking, fell violently to his left.

"what!!"

The black-faced figure grazed past Ye Feng, taking his entire right arm with it.

Ye Feng suddenly felt an indescribable pain and couldn't help but let out screams.

"my hand!"

Ye Feng stared in horror at his empty right shoulder, but what was flowing out was not blood, but a blue mist with wispy patterns.

A sharp pain shot through his right shoulder, and it seemed to be more than just the pain of losing his right arm. It was as if someone had forcibly torn a piece of his soul away, making him unable to bear it and causing him to curl up on the ground and convulse.

"Roar!"

The black face wriggled as if chewing on Ye Feng's right arm, which it had taken from him, and let out an excited roar. It then turned a corner and pounced on Ye Feng again.

Ye Feng felt cold sweat pouring down his face—in reality, no sweat was flowing out, but as the dark face rushed towards him, the excruciating pain of his soul being torn apart rendered him unable to move.

The excruciating pain of losing his right arm nearly robbed him of his consciousness.

Just as the black-faced creature lunged forward, intending to devour Ye Feng whole, a sudden roar rang out.

"Gengga!" "Sanai!"

A dark black and a white light exploded in front of Ye Feng, directly blasting the black-faced man away.

"Gengar...Gengar? And..." Ye Feng's vision blurred, and he vaguely saw a pale purple figure blocking his way. Beside Gengar was a pure white figure, which seemed to be...

"Xiao Feng, are you alright?" A familiar voice rang in Ye Feng's ears.

Ye Feng struggled to lift his head and saw a pink kitten.

"Uh, what an adorable kitten." Ye Feng was a little dazed and said subconsciously, even reaching out to touch it.

"Kitten?" Dream's face darkened, and she punched Ye Feng on the head with her little hand, injecting a burst of psychic energy into Ye Feng's body. "Wake up!"

"Huh?!" Ye Feng shuddered, instantly snapping back to reality. "Dreamlike?"

Turning around, he saw not only Gengar protecting him, but also Gardevoir, Arcanine, Gyarados, Aggron, Kingdra, and Togekiss, all of which had Mega Evolved at some point.

"Ye Feng, is Ye Feng alright, Rotom?" Rotom floated in front of Ye Feng.

"Um... I guess I'm not really okay." Ye Feng said blankly, turning his head to look at his empty right shoulder. The pain was gone, and the presence of his elves protecting him made him feel safe.

He looked at Dream with gratitude, knowing that what seemed like a punch from Dream had actually been a powerful spiritual force injected into him.

"Where's your right hand!" Rotom screamed.

Rotom's scream attracted the attention of the other elves. Seeing Ye Feng's bare shoulders, anger immediately filled their faces, and they roared at the black-faced man.

"What exactly happened? How did Gardevoir Mega Evolve on its own? And what's that black-faced guy...?" Ye Feng struggled to stand up. Losing his right arm made him feel a little uncomfortable, and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Arcanine was quick-witted and came over to help him.

“We’ll talk about Gardevoir later. If I’m not mistaken, it’s the resentment left behind by the guardians who were originally here and were brutally murdered,” Mew said, looking at the dark-faced man.

"Resentment?" Ye Feng murmured.