On the path to immortality, I can see destiny.

Chapter 111 Corpse Puppet

Just then, the waiter finally moved.

It crouched near the cave entrance, its four legs bent, poised to pounce, a low growl emanating from its throat.

As soon as the big man finished speaking, it pounced out like a black lightning bolt!

"Waiter!"

Zhao Fan only had time to call out its name.

Xiao Er was extremely fast. The Blood Shadow Wolf, a mid-stage first-tier warrior, unleashed its full power, almost turning into a blur.

It opened its mouth, revealing sharp fangs, and lunged straight at the hand holding the knife in the burly man's hand.

If that bite lands firmly, even a big man would lose a chunk of flesh.

But the Han Dynasty was faster.

He didn't even use the knife; he simply raised his foot and kicked the waiter.

It felt like kicking a stray dog.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, Xiao Er screamed as his body flew back like a kite with a broken string.

It crashed into the tree roots at the edge of the cave entrance, and the thick roots snapped in two. Xiao Er, along with the broken pieces of wood, fell deep into the cave and landed heavily at Zhao Fan's feet.

"Waiter!"

Zhao Fan looked down and saw the little guy lying on his side with blood at the corner of his mouth, but his belly was still rising and falling, so he was still alive.

It struggled to stand up, but its limbs were too weak, and it could only let out a weak whimper.

Zhao Fan didn't have time to look at it.

He didn't even have time to feel sorry for himself. The burly man had already raised his sword, the blood-red blade gleaming with a bloodthirsty light in the dim light.

Su Zixin unleashed her Frost Sword once more, its blade carrying a chilling aura that exploded into a cloud of icy mist in front of the burly man.

Su Ziyan also threw out his last few magical artifacts, which exploded in bursts of fire around the big man.

But all of this was in vain. The big man simply waved his hand, and the attacks were swept away completely.

Zhao Fan knew that there wouldn't be a next time.

He gritted his teeth, looked at the ring on his hand, and made up his mind.

He reached into his storage bag with his right hand, grabbed a handful of spirit stones, and clenched them tightly in his palm.

He then activated the Heavenly Origin Technique with all his might, frantically absorbing the spiritual energy within.

The spiritual energy surged like a flood bursting its banks, flowing from the palms into the meridians and then into the dantian.

His meridians soon began to ache with a tearing pain, and his forehead felt as if it were about to split open. This rough absorption of spirit stones was causing great damage to his meridians, but he couldn't care less about that now.

At the same time, his left hand rested on the ring.

The newly revealed mystical rune circuit was composed of more than a dozen spiritual runes, exquisite and complex.

He didn't know what this thing was for, what the consequences would be after activation, or even whether it could harm the big man.

But this is his only option now.

Spiritual energy surged into the ring.

The Xuanwen circuit lit up briefly before dimming. Zhao Fan knew that this meant his spiritual power was insufficient.

Zhao Fan gritted his teeth, grabbed another handful of spirit stones from his storage bag, held them in his right palm, and absorbed them almost frantically.

One spirit stone after another shattered in his hand, the powder falling softly from between his fingers.

The Xuanwen circuit lit up again, this time brighter than before, but it still wasn't activated.

This mysterious spiral path was like a bottomless pit, greedily devouring all his spiritual power.

Zhao Fan's face was deathly pale. His spiritual energy was being rapidly depleted, his meridians were protesting, and his dantian was trembling, but he dared not stop.

The burly man had already raised his sword above his head, the blood on the blade growing thicker and thicker; the next strike would be their death.

More spiritual energy flowed into the ring.

The Xuanwen circuit finally lit up completely, with more than a dozen spiritual runes glowing simultaneously, flowing across the surface of the ring, and finally condensing into a thin stream of light.

The light was very faint, almost invisible to the naked eye, as if a gust of wind could blow it away. It detached from the ring and slowly flew away.

The burly man saw the streak of light and felt disdain. This ray of light seemed to pose no threat whatsoever. He simply waved a powerful spiritual force, intending to disperse the light.

However, this spiritual light seemed to exist only briefly, intertwining with the spiritual power unleashed by the burly man, yet separating again without affecting each other in the slightest.

Seeing this, the big man immediately sensed something was wrong and quickly reinforced the spiritual energy barrier around him.

However, it passed through the spiritual energy barrier in front of the big man without any hindrance.

At this moment, the big man tried to dodge, but it was too late. He could only use the ghostly shadows on his body to block the attack.

But the light, as always, pierced through the blood-red protective membrane on his body and through the ghostly figure that had just appeared.

It was like passing through a curtain of water, without creating any ripples.

Finally, the big man watched helplessly as the light fell on him.

The big man froze instantly.

He held the knife, maintaining the slashing posture, motionless.

His eyes were still open, his mouth was still agape, and the expression on his face was still frozen in the astonishment of the previous moment.

But his hands no longer fell, his feet no longer moved, his breathing was still there, his heartbeat was still there, but his body seemed to no longer belong to him.

"this……"

The big man tried to speak, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he could only utter a muffled syllable.

For the first time, fear appeared in his eyes—not fear of death, but fear of the unknown.

He didn't know what was happening to him; all he knew was that his body was out of control, completely out of control.

He couldn't move his fingers, his feet, or even blink.

He was like a puppet under a spell, pinned to the spot by some unseen force.

Zhao Fan stared blankly at the scene, almost unable to believe his eyes.

He looked down at the ring; the mysterious patterns on it had faded and returned to their previous state.

He tried to activate it again, but found that he had very little spiritual power left in his body, and he didn't even have the strength to activate the Xuanwen circuit.

Su Zixin and Su Ziyan carefully observed for a long time before confirming that the big man was indeed frozen in place.

The two immediately raised their weapons and rushed out; now was the perfect opportunity to kill the big man.

As the burly man watched Su Zixin's sword getting closer and closer to his neck, he subconsciously mobilized his spiritual power to defend himself.

Then, to his surprise, he discovered that although he couldn't move his body, he could still use his spiritual power.

Su Zixin's sword was blocked by a spiritual energy barrier halfway through its journey. She tried her best, but could not advance an inch.

Upon seeing the spiritual energy barrier, the two were so frightened that they immediately took several steps back.

"He can also use spiritual power. We are no match for him. Run!"

Zhao Fan struggled to his feet, reaching out with difficulty to pull out Xiao Er, whose body was half buried in the ground, while telling the two to prepare to escape.

The big man relaxed a lot after realizing he could still use his spiritual power. Seeing that the others were planning to escape, he immediately activated a bag at his waist with his spiritual power.

The next moment, a chilling ghostly mist surged out of the bag, and within the mist was a gaunt human figure.

After sensing the presence of the group, the humanoid creature immediately pounced on them.

A figure emerged from the mist, and only then could the group make out what it was.

This is a corpse puppet crafted by the Han Dynasty!