Chapter 353

The pale human skin merged with the moonlight, silently approaching Ye Lin's bed.

However, the skin did not parasitize Ye Lin's body, but instead burrowed into the mattress.

The pale skin lifted Ye Lin, mattress and all, and moved toward the bedroom door, which opened at that very moment.

The skin successfully transported Ye Lin out, without making a single sound during the process.

About five minutes later, Ye Lin, along with the mattress, was transported into a completely dark room.

Click.

A faint, flickering light came on.

This sudden light woke Ye Lin, and he snapped his eyes open, only to find his body wrapped by the skin, unable to move.

"Where the hell did you little bastards bring me? Is this still in the country?"

Ye Lin looked around and discovered dozens of pale skins floating beside him, with a humanoid black shadow standing directly in front of him, its features indistinguishable.

The appearance of these dozens of skins caused the entire room to be filled with the howling of evil winds and monstrous resentment.

"Just like before, peel off fifty percent of his flesh for everyone to share, and the remaining body will be given to the brother whose turn it is to parasitize," the humanoid shadow said indifferently, sealing Ye Lin's fate.

Following this, the dozens of skins became excited; like sharks that had caught the scent of blood, they flew over and began to gnaw on Ye Lin's body.

The intense pain made Ye Lin's expression contort, yet the more he struggled, the tighter the skin wrapped around him bound him.

"Stop!"

At the critical moment, a sharp cry rang out, and Xia Qinglan kicked the door open and lunged toward Ye Lin.

She seemed to know what the skin corpses feared; she held a makeshift torch in her hand and waved it forcefully, scaring the skins into retreating repeatedly.

She seized the opportunity to rush forward and also scared away the skin that was binding Ye Lin.

However, those skins still circled them, showing no intention of letting them go.

"Xie Hong, are you alright?"

Seeing Ye Lin covered in wounds, Xia Qinglan felt immense guilt.

"Uh... I'm okay."

Ye Lin moved his body slightly; although some flesh had been gnawed away, it wasn't a major problem.

"Uncle Jiang... even you..."

Xia Qinglan looked at the humanoid black shadow, her eyes full of pain.

The black shadow took two steps forward; it was none other than Uncle Jiang, who had just said he was going to retrieve the other half of the flagpole.

But at this moment, Uncle Jiang's expression had become cold and stiff; it was clear he had been completely parasitized by a skin corpse.

Uncle Jiang reached out, grabbed the burning torch directly, and squeezed it hard, instantly extinguishing it.

Although skin corpses fear fire, once they have found a host, they no longer fear flames.

Seeing this, Xia Qinglan immediately pushed Ye Lin toward the door.

"Run!"

Then she spread her arms, blocking the dozens of skin corpses, attempting to use her own body to hold back this group of skin corpses that were extremely hungry for flesh.

Xia Qinglan closed her beautiful eyes, and just as she thought she would die under the mouths of the skin corpses today, a language she couldn't understand rang out.

"Heart, sacrifice!"

Puchi.

Ye Lin held a dagger and stabbed it directly into his own heart.

In an instant, the bonus from the Canglan Ring reached its maximum of 800%!

Originally, Ye Lin had planned to wait until the skin corpses had gnawed on him enough before using a Forbidden Spell to wipe them all out.

But he hadn't expected Xia Qinglan to suddenly appear, so Ye Lin had no choice but to self-harm.

"Forbidden Spell—Burning Reincarnation!"

As blood-colored flames erupted from his body, the extra spiritual power bonus on Ye Lin reached a terrifying 16 times!

In this state, even if Ye Lin closed his eyes, he could easily perceive every movement around him with his spiritual power!

He reached out, grabbed Xia Qinglan's shoulder, tossed her behind him, and then gave the skin corpses in the room a surprise.

"Forbidden Spell—Karma Fire Burning Heaven!"

Boom! Purple-red fireballs exploded within the cramped room; under the 16-fold spiritual attribute bonus, this karma fire seemed to truly be pouring out from the deepest depths of the Nine Nether Hell.

The dozens of floating pale skins were instantly burned into balls, emitting miserable wails.

Even Ye Lin was startled by the power of this Forbidden Spell; after coming to his senses, he suddenly slapped his thigh, causing Xia Qinglan to wince in pain.

"Damn it! I forgot to leave a live one!"

Ye Lin immediately rushed into the fire; the dozens of skin corpses without hosts were definitely goners, but only the skin corpse that had parasitized Uncle Jiang looked like it still had some life left.

Ye Lin hurriedly hoisted it up and rushed out, which allowed this skin corpse to hold onto its last breath.

"Let's leave here first."

Ye Lin carried the skin corpse and pulled Xia Qinglan along as they hurried away.

He had caused such a big commotion here that it would definitely attract more skin corpses, and he didn't want to be surrounded by a pile of them.

"Okay! Back to my place!"

Xia Qinglan took Ye Lin back to the small hut where they started.

After returning to the room, Ye Lin poured the Source of Life, which had been absorbed through the renal tubules, onto the skin corpse's face, successfully waking it up.

Although the awakened skin corpse was critically injured and dying, its eyes still stared at Ye Lin with venomous hatred; if it weren't for its severe injuries, it would have likely lunged at him immediately.

"You can talk, right? Where is the other half of the flagpole?" Ye Lin demanded.

Uncle Jiang must have been killed while going to retrieve the other half of the flagpole; after a skin corpse parasitizes someone, it continues to live as the host, which means that skin corpse parasitism allows for reading the host's memories.

Therefore, the skin corpse before him must know the whereabouts of the remaining half of the flagpole.

"Heh!"

The skin corpse bared its teeth, revealing a mouthful of white, ghastly teeth, but refused to say anything.

"Tsk."

Ye Lin was somewhat impatient, so he forcibly peeled the skin corpse off Uncle Jiang's body and sprinkled the powerful itching powder he had gotten from Qiu Xingyuan directly onto the skin corpse.

The skin instantly began to twist, first curling into a ball, then stretching to its maximum, repeating this process endlessly.

However, the results were minimal; the reason Ye Lin had peeled the skin corpse off Uncle Jiang's body first was to ensure it had no hands to scratch with.

This powerful itching powder was undoubtedly the greatest torture in the world for a skin corpse that was only a layer of skin.

After torturing the skin corpse like this for half an hour, Ye Lin had intended to let it return to Uncle Jiang's body to interrogate it about the whereabouts of the Human Emperor Flag.

But at this moment, Xia Qinglan suddenly exclaimed.

"Xie Hong, look! There's writing on Uncle Jiang's body!"

Ye Lin looked down; Uncle Jiang's corpse was actually already in tatters, with bite marks everywhere, as if it had been shared by a pack of wild beasts.

But Uncle Jiang's left hand was clenched tightly; the back of the hand had been gnawed down to the white bone, yet he still hadn't let go, and there were five blood-red characters carved into his palm.

"North City, Old Locust, Temple."