"It seems like we've gone too far this time, boss. Your flames don't seem to be working on him."
Chen Siqi took a step back and couldn't help but complain that their script was different from what they were supposed to be doing. Shouldn't Lu Lei make a dazzling appearance, easily defeat the Yaksha, and finally bring the Rat Saint back? But this guy isn't afraid of fire and seems to be going to beat them up.
Upon hearing Chen Siqi's complaint, Lu Lei's face stiffened beneath his black robe. He didn't know what to say, dodging the iron chains that were swinging through the air, and replied breathlessly, "This is really a headache. We've been caught off guard. Why is the rat's strength so terrifying? If it were to carve the Three Pure Ones, wouldn't it be invincible?"
"Even if I'm invincible, I won't listen to you. Do you think you can command the Three Pure Ones?" Chen Sirui, no longer aloof, dodged the chains that were wildly dancing and turning into a large net, and said irritably.
Although their bodies had been enhanced and they had snatched some cultivation techniques from some low-level supernatural families, the Yaksha's chains recovered at an extremely fast speed. They transformed into phantoms in the air and instantly lashed out with several whips, smashing the street and nearby houses to pieces. They were even more professional than a demolition team.
With a flick of his pale, withered finger, the golden energy shot towards the Yaksha, but he easily dodged it.
"He's too fast, we can't use the sheep magic." Ku Ling's tone was somewhat anxious; they seemed to be in danger this time.
Lu Lei continuously unleashed bursts of flames from his hands, striking the iron chains in the air, but the power of the flames was neutralized by the black mist covering the chains, rendering them ineffective.
Is there any other way?
Lu Lei's mind raced, searching for a solution...
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Chapter 90: Escape (A treat for you guys on Qixi Festival, but I'm still a single dog!)
"Trying to escape? No way!"
Seeing that Lu Lei and his companions were having second thoughts, Yaksha strode forward, swung his iron chain across, and cut dozens of houses behind Lu Lei in half. The houses collapsed with a crash, turning into a pile of ruins.
Lu Lei dodged the iron chain sweeping from behind. The road ahead was completely blocked by broken houses, with broken bricks and tiles scattered haphazardly on the ground, and shards of glass reflecting the moonlight.
Yaksha stood in front of the crowd, his eyes wide open, his broad shoulders and thick waist slamming down his fist, the size of a casserole dish, towards the unprepared Ku Ling.
Seeing that Ku Ling was about to be crushed to death by the Yaksha, Lu Lei burst into flames, which transformed into armor. A huge fire shield formed in his right hand, blocking Ku Ling's path.
Thump!
A huge thud resounded, and a massive hole appeared in the shield. Lu Lei was thrown back dozens of meters with Ku Ling in his arms, rolling several times on the ground as if he had been hit by a herd of bison.
"Ouch, this thing is invulnerable to blades and fire, it's really going to be done for this time."
Lu Lei let go of her hand and, with Ku Ling's help, struggled to his feet. His chest heaved, and he spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood, which sprayed onto the ground.
Ku Ling's once fair and delicate face became dirty, and her smooth black hair became a mess after rolling around on the ground. She had transformed from a cute and exquisite doll into an old toy.
Ku Ling tucked the few strands of hair that were sticking together behind her ears, made a fist in the air with her small hand, and said with a smile, "No matter how tough his body is, no matter how strong his physique is, I don't believe his soul is just as strong."
As Ku Ling finished speaking, a golden light flashed across Yaksha's body, and a phantom of a goat appeared behind him before darting into his body.
Just as the Yaksha was about to deal with these few ants who dared to offend him, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his soul, as if a thousand tiny knives were dull-cutting him. The pain in his soul was much more intense and painful than the pain transmitted through his nerves in his body.
"Aaaaaah, what did you do?"
The Yaksha clutched his head and howled in agony, releasing the chains binding him. Without the support of his evil power, the chains lost their magic, becoming like ordinary iron chains, falling to the ground and crumbling into a heap. Intense pain spread from the depths of his soul, completely uncontrollable, as if something was frantically sucking at him. With a thud, he collapsed to his knees.
The Yaksha knelt on the ground, completely unable to find the source of his pain. Instead of holding his head, he kept pounding the ground with his hands, causing it to shake continuously. Even a hundred meters away, small pebbles could still be seen bouncing on the shop floor.
"I see, so you imbued him with magic?"
Lu Lei instructed everyone to take a few steps back, then clenched his fist and formed a flaming spear, which he forcefully threw at the Yaksha.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Lu Lei's hands never stopped, continuously condensing and launching countless spears that drew perfect arcs through the air before striking the Yaksha's hard hide with sparks. Although formed from flames, the sharp spearheads were no less formidable than those made of iron. Furthermore, the high temperature enhanced their destructive power, making them even more effective at piercing hard objects.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle!
When the flaming spears struck the Yaksha's skin, they shattered into sparks. Although they did not break through the skin, they left scorched black marks on the surface. As the pain in the Yaksha's soul continued to spread, he could not avoid the spears and could only watch helplessly as the flames slowly burned his body.
Ping ping ping ping!
The spear kept striking the same spot, and the scorch marks on the yaksha's body grew darker and darker. His skin finally dried up and cracked under the constant burning, crumbling into charcoal and falling to the ground. The wounds that appeared were small, but they were like a beautiful woman without clothes in front of a robber, powerless to resist.
"Aaaaah, I'm going to tear you all to shreds!" A flaming spear was thrust into the Yaksha's chest, the intense heat scorching his internal organs and destroying his body.
If this continues, I'm going to die at the hands of these despicable bastards!
In excruciating pain, Yaksha realized his precarious situation; if he stayed any longer, he would surely be burned to death here.
Suddenly, he thought of a way. He endured the excruciating pain, picked up the iron chain beside him, and pulled his body, causing the spears stuck in his body to penetrate deeper into his internal organs, even piercing his kidneys. However, these yakshas did not care. He was a zombie, and as long as there was enough blood, everything could be restored.
But if you die, it's all over. Zombies are formed from resentment outside the six realms of existence, and heaven and earth do not accept them. Once they die, their souls are truly scattered.
Clap clap clap!
The chains, which were about to be launched into the air, shattered into sparks that added a touch of red to the night before disappearing.
The Yaksha slammed his fist into the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust that obscured his body, making it impossible for Lu Lei and the other three to see his movements.
Seeing the Yaksha begin to resist, Lu Lei quickly said to the Crying Spirit beside him, "Ku Ling, increase your magic output and tear his soul apart."
"I tried my best. This guy's soul is very strange, completely different from human souls. His soul is protected by a layer of black mist. I can only inflict pain on the outside, but I can't go any deeper."
The drenched in sweat, Ku Ling channeled all his magic power into the Yaksha's body through the connection, attempting to shatter his soul.
Suddenly, the link constructed by the sheep's magic power could no longer be injected with magic power. A wisp of black energy traveled along the line. The withered spirit immediately severed the link, but it was too late.
"puff!"
A large amount of hot blood gushed from her small body. Suffering from the backlash, she couldn't help but fall backward and into Lu Lei's arms.
"How are you?" Lu Lei wiped the blood off Ku Ling's face and took out a green pill from his pocket and gave it to Ku Ling.