Chapter 48

Chapter 48: Yixuan Feng Appears

Claire moved deftly in the darkness, chasing after that black smoke towards outside of the city gates. That black smoke flew all to the bottom of the city wall, into a well there. Claire held her breath and quietly followed. Before her eyes it was completely dark. This was a dried up well. At the mouth of the well, there was a wooden ladder. Claire crouched down, looked up at the night sky, estimating that the magic puppet should be guiding her Master over there by now. After thinking about it, Claire hid her aura and slowly climbed down the ladder.

"Hey, hey, Claire, wait first. Wait until your Master arrives and then go down together. I keep on feeling an ominous wind blowing." Walter shuddered a bit.

"It's not just a feeling, there really is wind!" Claire frowned and looked down the dried well. From below, a slight, cold wind blew. Where did it lead to?

Claire slowly climbed down, all the way to the bottom of the well.

The black smoke was already gone.

The four walls of the bottom of the well were completely intact.

Where did that black smoke disappear to?

Claire sized up the four walls, closed her eyes, and gently put her hand on the well wall. Walter was amazed as he felt Claire pass through.

Once Claire opened her eyes again, there was a deep tunnel right before her eyes.

"An illusion technique?" Walter said in amazement. That well wall couldn't have looked any more ordinary, who would have thought it was just an illusion created by somebody. This well wall was originally empty, with a deep tunnel behind it.

Claire didn't speak anymore, and only followed the route of the tunnel forward. White Emperor grabbed Claire's hair tightly and also stared forward.

The further in they walked, the more extreme the cold wind got.

"What's the situation up front?" Claire asked Walter.

"The Dark aura is just up ahead. It's much less dense than before, and probably went a bit far." Walter replied.

Once Claire came out of the tunnel, she was shocked. Right now she was already completely outside the city! It was the small forest outside of the city.

"Yes, Master. But..." That thin and terrifying man stammered looking at the blank space in front of him with a bit of embarrassment. With his cultivation, naturally he wasn't able to see the invisible Claire.

"You're really trash, not progressing at all." That indifferent voice snorted. The next moment, a stifling aura enveloped Claire. Suddenly, she felt like she was being choked by someone, unable to breath, her body feeling extremely heavy, not able to move at all.

"Claire, ahhhhh, Claire, withstand it, your master should arrive soon." Walter's fearful and worried voice carried a sob in Claire's mind.

Claire wasn't able to make a sound, feeling like her throat was being gripped very tightly. Gradually, Claire's body appeared in front of the young necromancer.

"Quickly deal with it so we can leave." The cold voice voice sounded from far away, the white bone pagoda gradually starting to move.

"Yes, master, I'll immediately follow." The young necromancer replied and then turned to look at Claire, who had appeared in front of him. His face twitched, and he started laughing terrifyingly. Those deep set and vacant eyes sized up Claire. Slowly, he walked to up Claire and bent down slightly to look at Claire's face.

"Your looks are not bad. This skin looks very smooth and tender, if I peel it off, afterwards I can make a pillow and sleep on it everyday, it will definitely feel good. And also your golden hair," he clicked his tongue "I'll cut it off and make it into a brush..." The young necromancer said to himself, giving a sly smile.

Claire coldly looked at the abnormal young man, still continuously trying to break free from that necromancer's restraints. But no matter how much Claire tried, those restraints didn't have the slightest sign of loosening.

"Claire, ahhhhh, what do we do. How come Cliff, that old man, still hasn't come?" Walter yelped like an ant being roasted.

Claire wasn't able to make a sound, nor a move.

The young necromancer gave a strange smile, reached out his bone-thin hand, slowly towards Claire's face.

It was at this time that half of the moon appeared from behind the clouds.

Claire looked at the young necromancer in front of her. The next moment, she became shocked.

The necromancer's hand stopped midway, stopping two centimeters away from Claire's face. An eerie smile hung on his face, but he was frozen in place.

Immediately after, blood splurted out of the necromancer's neck mid air into a gorgeous arc.

The necromancer was still in the same posture as before, his hand reached out, a vile smile hung on his face, as he slowly tilted over.

Under the moonlight, a fiery red haired handsome young man faced Claire with a devilish smile.

Yixuan Feng?

How did he appear here?