The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1568: Run, They’ve Escaped!

Chapter 1568: Chapter 1568: Run, They’ve Escaped!

She was petrified, and after a scream, she felt her scalp tingle and couldn’t utter a single word.

"No, don’t come any closer, don’t come any closer."

She murmured, watching the blood that had originally been dripping from her wrist now seemed to be sucked by something, continuously flying toward the mass of black air.

"Don’t, I don’t want to die, I don’t want to..."

Soon, she couldn’t speak anymore, her eyes becoming vacant, no longer seeing the black air, just feeling that she couldn’t struggle, unable even to move.

Meanwhile, the people watching beneath the altar were also gasping in fright, involuntarily stepping back.

"Sang’er, stay back."

Zimo, seeing that the evil influences had almost finished consuming the blood, pushed Lin Caisang behind himself.

According to his speculation, even after consuming the poison Caisang had concocted, the evil influences wouldn’t immediately be overcome by the poison; there would definitely be a period of resistance.

Indeed...

He had just pushed Lin Caisang behind him when he saw the evil influences spew a jet of dark blood from within the black air.

It must have been the blood of Yu’s family that it had previously consumed.

At the last moment, it realized something was wrong and spat out the blood.

Then, he saw the mass of evil influence wobble unsteadily around the stone columns where Yu’s family was bound, flying around a few times before pausing midair, then suddenly rushing toward the direction where Zimo and the others were standing.

"Ah!"

"Help, run, it’s coming out!"

The people in the county, seeing the evil influences charging toward them, panicked and scattered in all directions.

At that moment, they couldn’t care less about the Hongjin chasing after them; being caught by Hongjin would only result in a beating, but being caught by the black air was a matter of life and death.

However, everyone had overthought it; the evil influences charged at them like mad.

But just as they were about to breach the altar’s edge, they were repelled by a burst of silver light shooting from around the altar.

With a ’clang’,

the evil influences hit the ground, splashing a lot of black blood.

"Tsk, this evil influence won’t be able to escape the altar," Lin Caisang peeked out from behind Zimo and said.

"Mhm."

Zimo responded.

But despite his response, he still held his sword firmly, his dark eyes fixed on the evil influences, not daring to relax for a moment.

Who knew if something would go wrong with the altar? If the evil influences got out, he certainly wouldn’t give it any chance to take advantage.

"Dare to harm me!"

Indeed, as Zimo had anticipated, the evil influences, after realizing they had been harmed, became infuriated.

"Hiss!"

The patriarch was frightened by the sound emitted by the evil influences, sucking in a breath of cold air.

"It... it can actually speak."

Within the Demon Clan, evil influences never spoke; they might possess thoughts, but to speak was still a great leap.

And yet this evil influence beneath the altar was already powerful enough to speak.

Even though its speech was garbled, and it must have struggled greatly to say those three words, still—it completely stunned the old patriarch.

"What do we do, it’s truly become too powerful."

He looked anxiously toward Lin Caisang and Zimo, stepping back involuntarily, feeling an urge to flee in his heart.

"Hongjin, come here."

Zimo also felt things were trending in a dire direction and immediately called over Hongjin.