The path of transporting corpses has always been eerie, and the blood zombies in the blood coffins are exceptionally ferocious, requiring yin energy to maintain the seal. Lin Yuan felt reassured that they could only adhere to the rule of "hiding during the day and going out at night"—during the day, they would find a secluded dilapidated temple or cave to rest and conserve their energy, and at night, they would choose to travel along desolate mountain paths where no one was around, avoiding ordinary people and other evil creatures that might appear along the way.

It was late at night, and the world was pitch black. Even the scattered starlight was obscured by thick clouds. Only the copper bells hanging beside the carriage made a soft "ding-a-ling" sound in the night wind, which intertwined with the stiff throbbing of the zombies and the clatter of paper horses' hooves behind them. In the empty wilderness, it sounded particularly lonely and a little eerie.

The road surface was rough and uneven, and the gravel under the paper horse's hooves crunched and rattled. Occasionally, as the wheels rolled, they would splash up decaying leaves and dust from the roadside.

Lin Yuan sat in the carriage, occasionally taking out the map and compass to check the route, just in case he and his companions got lost.

Anxin sat beside him, clutching the corpse control bell tightly in her hand, her other hand resting on the sniper rifle at her waist, her eyes occasionally glancing at the zombie horde behind them.

Seven or eight zombies still twitched stiffly, the talismans on their foreheads glowing with a faint yellow light. Although they had been corrupted by the evil magic of Corpse Valley, they remained stable under the influence of the Corpse Control Bell. Only the blood coffin on the carriage continued to emit a faint bloody light, like a lurking giant beast, making people feel uneasy.

"Lin Yuan, judging by the time, shouldn't we replenish the Yin energy sealing the Blood Coffin?" An Xin spoke softly, her voice exceptionally clear in the quiet night. "We can't afford any accidents on the way."

Lin Yuan nodded slightly, about to reply, when a piercing sound suddenly shattered the tranquility of the night sky—

"Sizzle—sizzle—"

The sound was sharp and dry, like sharp fingernails scraping wildly on rough wood. Each sound was extremely piercing, carried by the night wind into the ears, making one feel cold all over and tingling on the scalp.

The sound came from the blood-red coffin on the carriage!

Lin Yuan and An Xin's expressions changed instantly, their relaxed demeanor vanishing and their expressions becoming somewhat serious.

They got up almost simultaneously, walked quickly to the back of the carriage, and stared intently at the blood-red coffin.

The coffin, which was originally as bright as blood, was now visibly darkening and fading. The original rich blood red gradually turned into a light red, and then quickly faded, spreading towards grayish-black. The luster on the surface of the coffin was completely lost, and it became rough and unsightly, as if it had been eroded by the years.

The sound of fingernails scratching the coffin grew more frequent and sharper, with a constant "scratching" sound, as if the thing inside was desperately trying to break through the coffin and break out.

"Oh no! The seal on the blood coffin has malfunctioned!" Lin Yuan's voice was deep and serious, golden divine lightning already gathering at his fingertips. "We must replenish the Yin energy and strengthen the seal as soon as possible, otherwise the blood zombies inside will fully awaken!"

Anxin's pretty face was tense. She gripped the corpse-controlling bell tightly and stared intently at the blood coffin. She could clearly feel the sinister aura emanating from beneath the coffin growing stronger and stronger. She could even feel the coffin vibrating slightly, as if the blood zombie inside was frantically pounding against the coffin lid, trying to break free.

"What should we do then? If the blood zombies really break out, we might not be able to subdue them at all!"

She still remembered the young man's words of advice from the mortuary—this blood zombie was sealed away by her master and a group of uncles who had fought with all their might. Several uncles were seriously injured, and even Lin Yuan, with his second-tier strength, might not be able to subdue the awakened blood zombie.

Once the blood zombies break open the coffins, not only will their lives be in danger, but all living beings along the way will likely be slaughtered by the blood zombies.

Most importantly, their mission was a complete failure!

That would be a truly terrible situation!

Lin Yuan remained calm. He quickly pulled out the ancient compass from his pocket. The compass needle, which had been steady, began to spin wildly, its tip emitting a faint black aura, clearly indicating the direction where the yin energy was most concentrated.

"Don't panic. The map marks several places along the way where the Yin energy is abundant, which can be used to replenish the Yin energy of the seal."

He stared intently at the compass, his gaze sharp, his fingers pressing on the center of the compass. After a moment, the compass needle finally stopped spinning and steadily pointed towards a forest not far ahead. The needle flashed with black energy, indicating that the yin energy there was the most concentrated, enough to replenish the seal of the blood coffin.

"Found it! There's a suitable spot on Black Wind Ridge ahead, with plenty of yin energy to stabilize the seal!" Lin Yuan looked up at An Xin. "We must get there as soon as possible. If we're any later, and the blood zombies fully awaken, it will be too late!"

Before the words were finished, the scraping sound inside the blood coffin suddenly became more intense, "Bang—bang—bang—", accompanied by the sound of fingernails scraping and dull impacts. The coffin vibrated more and more obviously, and the already faded coffin began to seep out a faint blackish-red liquid, indicating that the sealing power was rapidly weakening.

"Hurry!" Lin Yuan no longer hesitated. With a thought, he gave the paper horse the command for maximum speed, "Full speed ahead! Head to Black Wind Ridge!"

As if sensing danger, the paper horse emitted a faint black aura, its limbs swung rapidly, and it sped towards Black Wind Ridge with the carriage at several times the speed of before. As the wheels rolled, they kicked up large amounts of gravel and dust, leaving a blurry trail in the dark night.

An Xin vigorously shook the corpse control bell to stabilize the zombie horde behind him, preventing them from losing control due to the blood coffin's unusual movements. At the same time, he vigilantly observed the blood coffin's movements, his sniper rifle ready to strike at any moment should anything happen.

Lin Yuan sat in the carriage, one hand pressing tightly against the blood coffin, trying to use his own strength to temporarily suppress the blood zombies inside, while the other hand gripped the compass, constantly confirming the direction.

He could clearly feel that the sinister aura inside the blood coffin was getting stronger and stronger, the scraping and impacting sounds were becoming more and more frequent, the coffin was fading faster, and even a few fine cracks appeared!

"Damn it! Quiet down!" Lin Yuan cursed, slowly channeling the Golden Extreme Divine Thunder within his body into the blood coffin in an attempt to reinforce the temporary seal. However, the blood coffin required Yin energy, and while the divine thunder could suppress it temporarily, it could not do so for long!

The night wind howled, the paper horse galloped, leaving the zombie horde far behind, and could only desperately jump and chase after it.

As Black Wind Ridge drew closer, the yin energy in the air grew increasingly dense, and the compass needle flickered more and more intensely.

Lin Yuan and An Xin's expressions remained tense. They knew this was no joke; if the mission failed, they might perish completely in this world!

"We're almost there!"

Finally, the outline of the distant mountains and forests gradually became clear. The mountains and forests were pitch black and shrouded in yin energy; this was Black Wind Ridge.

Lin Yuan felt a sense of relief and immediately adjusted the direction, steering the paper horse deeper into the mountains. At the same time, he shouted to An Xin, "We're almost there! Hang in there a little longer. Once we reach the place with the densest Yin energy, we can stabilize the seal on the blood coffin!"

Anxin nodded, her eyes fixed on the blood coffin, with only one thought in her mind: she must reach Black Wind Ridge safely and not let the blood zombie break out of the coffin.

As the carriage entered Black Wind Ridge, the yin energy in the air instantly became thicker and more biting. The scraping and clattering sounds inside the blood coffin lessened slightly, and the fading of the coffin's color slowed down. Lin Yuan and An Xin felt a little more at ease, but they dared not relax in the slightest. They continued to urge the paper horse onward, speeding towards the place deep in the forest where the yin energy was strongest...

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