Cook mocked Clarke a few times before smugly getting into the car.

Watching the Hummer vehicles speeding away, Clarke's face turned somewhat grim.

It seems that this journey to Wanling Island is bound to be fraught with danger.

Lin Chen couldn't help but frown, as from Cook's eyes, Lin Chen felt a strong killing intent.

Evidently, this guy has murderous intentions toward Clarke and his group as well.

Damn it, it seems this journey won't be peaceful.

If it weren't for Mu Ya, Lin Chen could have easily left before a conflict broke out, but now he couldn't.

Because he knew that if he left, Mu Ya might fall into danger.

Mu Ya had been so considerate of him along the way, and under no circumstances would Lin Chen let something happen to her.

As night gradually fell, due to the appearance of North European pirates, Clarke assigned quite a few people to be on guard.

At this moment, the outside was bustling, with people sitting around the campfire in small groups, chatting and singing folk songs.

However, Lin Chen did not join them but instead quietly closed his eyes to rest alone.

These people showed little regard for Lin Chen, so even if he went over, they wouldn't give him a warm reception.

So naturally, Lin Chen wouldn't seek unnecessary trouble.

Lin Chen took the pill Mu Ya gave him, and his injuries had somewhat recovered.

He could now exert the power of a Demigod.

Streams of energy flowed within Lin Chen's body, and with the Spirit Fruit, a complete recovery was surely not a problem.

It was just a pity that the amount of these pills was too small, otherwise, he could have restored his strength to the True God Realm.

Without more pills, Lin Chen could only rely on the light of life within his body to recover slowly.

"Brother Chen Lin, here's some grilled fish for you." At this point, Mu Ya entered the tent, handing Lin Chen several pieces of grilled fish.

Lin Chen took a bite of the grilled fish, finding it exceptionally delicious.

Mu Ya stayed in Lin Chen's tent for a while and was just about to leave when Lin Chen suddenly said, "Don't go tonight."

"Ah, Brother Chen Lin, you?" Mu Ya blushed, her face showing a shy expression.

Lin Chen then realized that Mu Ya misunderstood and hurriedly explained, "I mean you sleep in the tent tonight; I'll rest in the car or meditate nearby."

Mu Ya finally understood what he meant, her face turning even redder with embarrassment.

Deep into the night, the camp was silent, with everyone except those on guard duty sleeping soundly.

Lin Chen sat under a tree next to the tent, a leaf in his mouth, his eyes vigilantly watching the depths of the jungle.

Though those North European pirates had left in the morning, Lin Chen had a feeling they wouldn't give up and might attack tonight.

For others, Lin Chen felt indifferent; life or death had nothing to do with him, but such a kind girl as Mu Ya, he was determined to protect her no matter what.

Looking at the sleeping Mu Ya, Lin Chen's mouth curled into a slight smile; in today's society, it was rare to find such a simple and pure girl.

Just then, Lin Chen's ear twitched slightly.

From the depths of the jungle came extremely faint footsteps.

Upon hearing the disturbance in the jungle, Lin Chen's eyes slightly narrowed. It seemed the opponents were ready to act.

Swish swish swish!

A dozen figures swiftly rushed out from the forest, quickly causing chaos.

"Enemy attack!"

Suddenly, alarms rang out in the camp.

However, those figures moved too fast, and in almost an instant, they had killed the guards on the outskirts.

At this, figures quickly rushed out from within the tents, all holding weapons, looking solemnly at the approaching attackers.

Clarke, holding a short blade, stood at the forefront, his face changing dramatically when he saw the figures appearing.

These people were not from the North European pirates; their clothing came from various forces.

Most terrifyingly, these people showed no signs of life, behaving like walking corpses.

"Damn it, what are these things?"

Clarke and his men looked ashen.

Watching these eerie figures, Lin Chen's gaze hardened: "Corpse puppets!"

"Kill!"

Clarke shouted an order and charged out first, rushing toward the corpse puppets.

His men followed quickly, also charging toward the corpse puppets.

The clash came swiftly, bringing with it the scent of blood.

These corpse puppets feared nothing, behaving like killing machines.

Even when slashed, their bodies becoming mangled, they felt no fear and continued to attack crazily.

Before long, Clarke's men were noticeably suffering casualties.

Lin Chen, leaning against the tree trunk, did not step in to help.

After all, the only person he wished to protect now was Mu Ya.

Mu Ya, awakened from her sleep, looked at the devil-like figures, and her face turned pale with fear.

This scene was too terrifying, something she'd never experienced before.

Just then, a corpse puppet killed a Martial Artist and rushed toward Mu Ya.

Faced with the approaching demon, Mu Ya was nearly paralyzed with fear, standing rooted to the spot.

Lin Chen's eyes turned cold, and with a flick of his finger, a golden light shot out, piercing the head of the corpse puppet.

Black blood spurted, and the corpse puppet fell to the ground with a thud.

"Brother Chen Lin, can you help them?" Seeing Lin Chen kill the corpse puppet with one move, Mu Ya pleaded as she hid by Lin Chen's side.

Meanwhile, more and more corpse puppets appeared from the jungle, and almost simultaneously, some Martial Artists charged out behind the corpse puppets.

Unlike the lifeless Martial Artists earlier, these people were alive, but their eyes glowed blood red, evidently under someone's control.

Lin Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, a cold smile playing on his lips.

Never did he expect to encounter a master of spiritual attacks here; clearly, both the corpse puppets and the living were under someone's control.

Lin Chen took a deep breath and said to Mu Ya, "Stay here and don't move."

With that, Lin Chen's body sprang forward.

Swish swish swish!

Golden lights shot out, and the corpse puppets around Mu Ya were directly slain by Lin Chen before he turned and dashed into the jungle.

Upon entering the jungle, Lin Chen activated his X-ray vision, using spiritual fluctuations to search within the forest.

He was very curious about who the opponent was, possessing such abilities to control corpse puppets.

As the spiritual fluctuations grew stronger and stronger around him, Lin Chen suddenly felt figures leaping down from the trees, cold glints flashing toward him.

Lin Chen snorted coldly, a fire lotus appearing in his hand.

"Boom!"

With a dull sound, the corpse puppets charging at him were instantly turned to ashes by Lin Chen's fire lotus.

Just as the corpse puppet's attack ended, a dozen more Martial Artists with machetes rushed out from the jungle.

Such strong spiritual power, able to control so many people.

Seeing the continuously charging Martial Artists, Lin Chen's gaze hardened.