Invincible Little School Doctor

Chapter 1861: Chapter 1861: The Birth of Fog Shell Nana

”What the hell is going on?”

Ye Haochuan looked at the twitching Old Evil Zong and the Cultivator he brought back. He noticed that the mutated substances within them were fluctuating constantly with the frequency of that sound.

Suddenly, Old Evil Zong and the Cultivator stopped twitching. Then, they abruptly opened their eyes, but their eyes turned completely white.

”Watch out!”

Ye Haochuan’s heart suddenly tightened. He grabbed Ye Hao and violently crashed through the wall behind them to retreat outside while shouting loudly.

”Ah...”

It was at this moment that the Xuanmen Cultivator, who was tending to the Mutated Cultivator, was struck by the Palm of that Cultivator. After a miserable howl, he could no longer get up.

Even Old Evil Zong struck at Ku Ziruo, who was right in front of him, but Ku Ziruo was not someone any Xuanmen Cultivator could compare to. He dodged effortlessly.

”Old Evil Zong, what madness is this?”

Ku Ziruo dodged while shouting a question at Old Evil Zong.

”Heh heh...”

However, Old Evil Zong and that Cultivator just laughed creepily, seemingly ignoring Ku Ziruo’s words, as they launched attacks at the nearest people.

”Damn it, Senior Ku, stop talking, quickly subdue them, they’ve been controlled!”

Ye Haochuan scanned with his Heavenly Eye and discovered that the mutated substances within Old Evil Zong were distributed evenly throughout his entire body, then all of these substances merged into Old Evil Zong’s nerves.

And within his Dantian, those mutated substances, resembling Tentacled Skeleton Beasts, were controlling Old Evil Zong’s Spiritual Energy to attack the others.

At this moment, Old Evil Zong’s every move was being controlled by these mutated substances. Ye Haochuan could even see a trace of terror flashing across Old Evil Zong’s facial muscles.

However, that trace of terror quickly disappeared under the control of the mutated substances.

Under the control of those mutated substances, Old Evil Zong’s body continued attacking the people nearby, but the mutated substances lacked Spirit Wisdom.

They could only control Old Evil Zong’s body to pounce at the people nearby like a beast, but the pouncing lacked any form or method.

”Long Rope Binding!”

After hearing Ye Haochuan’s words, Senior Feng waved his hand, and the Magical Treasure rope shot out, entangling both Old Evil Zong and that Mutated Cultivator.

”Ah... Help me...”

At this moment, a miserable howling sound emanated throughout the entire temporary camp, as many Xuanmen Cultivators tried to aid those Mutated Cultivators, caught unprepared.

Therefore, when this sudden change occurred, many Xuanmen Cultivators were either injured or killed by those Mutated Cultivators.

”Haochuan, go help!”

Ye Hao’s heart tightened immediately upon hearing those howling cries, as many Xuanmen people were at this temporary base.

”Each to one side!”

Ye Haochuan nodded, his figure flickering as he flew out in a direction different from Ye Hao’s, and Senior Feng along with others also shot out flying.

At this moment, everyone’s mood was extremely heavy. The Fog Shell only shouted once and controlled all the Mutated Cultivators; how powerful would it be if its True Form appeared?

But for the moment, everyone had no other options, they could only go to control those Mutated Cultivators to prevent further harm to others.

”Everyone, take to the sky, these guys can’t attack aerial targets!”

Ye Haochuan’s voice echoed throughout the temporary camp as he continuously shouted, assisting everyone he could see.

Upon hearing Ye Haochuan’s voice, the Cultivators soared into the sky, even the severely injured ones, with the help of others, were lifted into the air.

Sure enough, once they were in the air, the Mutated Cultivators couldn’t attack them. It seemed these Mutated Cultivators had forgotten how to fly, merely raising their heads to gaze at the people above while continuously jumping and shouting.

”Long Rope Binding, Tie them up for me!”

Senior Feng flew to the center of the camp, observing the Mutated Cultivators jumping and shouting across the ground. He deeply frowned, waving his rope Magical Treasure to bind those jumping creatures solidly.

”Little mice, are you enjoying this game? Heh heh...”

Just then, everyone heard a creepy laughter echo in their minds, identical to the previous strange sound, causing everyone’s face to suddenly change.

”Everyone, retreat to the barrier!”

Amidst the mad laughter, Senior Feng quickly commanded everyone to retreat back and then activated the World-Breaking Stone, transporting those with low Cultivation away.

At this moment, even without the Fog Shell’s appearance, there were many casualties among the crowd; these people with Cultivation only at the Nascent Soul Early Stage, Mid-Stage, and Late Stage were of no further use staying around.

”Grandpa, Senior Feng, it’s up there!”

Taking this chance, Ye Haochuan surveyed around then smoothly spotted a figure floating high in the sky.

Or rather, the figure made no attempt to conceal itself, standing there openly, allowing Ye Haochuan to spot it.

Nonetheless, layers of mist constantly floated around, obscuring the figure from view; even Ye Haochuan and Ye Hao’s Heavenly Eyes couldn’t penetrate the strange mist.

”Heh heh heh... Poor little mice, do you really think you can escape?”

The figure hovered silently in the sky, gazing mockingly upon everyone, letting out bursts of strange laughter.

As the laughter persisted, everyone’s mind suddenly felt a sharp pain, akin to being repeatedly pierced by needles.

”This is a sonic attack, everyone, attack it quickly, don’t let it continue!”

Senior Feng’s face changed drastically, his hands moving swiftly to set up a sound-isolating Formation while he shouted loudly.

”Sky-Shaking Divine Halberd!”

Chu Sanxiao was the first to strike; the gourd in his hand vanished, replaced by an unusual Long Halberd emitting a faint glow.

As he wielded it, streams of clear light shot from the halberd, gathering mid-air into a massive cyan Long Halberd.

Once that cyan Long Halberd appeared, a cold smile stretched across Chu Sanxiao’s face, and he swung the halberd remotely at the silhouette in the sky.

Instantly, the giant halberd formed by the light barreled down like a falling mountain, crashing towards the floating figure.

Nonetheless, the figure made no effort to dodge; it hovered there silently, nonchalantly observing the massive cyan halberd.

Bang~

In the next instant, a dull thud resonated across the heavens as the cyan halberd struck the figure solidly.

”Did we get him?”

Everyone gazed at that spot with tenseness, where a sheen of light flickered, obscuring clear view.