“It's been a long time since I've slept so comfortably,” Yan Gongli said with a sigh.
“You just close your eyes and sleep, but aren't you making trouble for me?” Jiang Wen retorted grumpily.
“Well, consider this me owing you a favor,” Yan Gongli said with a smile, tapping Jiang Wen's arm with her finger. “Thank you.”
“No need for thanks. Ancestor, can you see if there's a way to save our lives?” Jiang Wen asked, looking at the Huai spirit.
After absorbing the tiger demon, the Huai spirit seemed to have greatly increased in power. At this moment, her entire body was covered in a ghostly light, with countless Yin souls swirling around her. Even the most oblivious person could tell that this demon was probably advancing.
Once the advancement was successful, her strength would greatly increase.
“Tsk, she even absorbed a fragment of a millennia-old tiger demon? It's truly like a timely rain after a long drought,” Yan Gongli said.
“……” Jiang Wen didn't say anything. He wouldn't tell Yan Gongli that he was the one who released the tiger demon.
“You… you all deserve to die!” The Huai spirit seemed to have completed her advancement. The ghostly light on her body dissipated, and she was several times more beautiful than before. Her silver hair reached down to her heels, and her body was tightly wrapped in ribbons, concealing her private areas.
She looked down condescendingly, her eyes coldly staring at everyone. She was like a god judging all living beings, without a trace of emotion.
Jiang Wen was overjoyed to hear this and quickly asked her, “Ancestor, I knew you would have a way. Hurry up and use it so we can leave this place.”
“Mount Tai descends.” Jiang Wen's voice was like a bell, and he waved his hand down.
Then, the wooden Guanyin took the jade净 bottle and sprinkled it around. Immediately, they saw a cyan glow rising, turning into a vast ocean.
“I have a way, but it's a bit troublesome,” Yan Gongli said, winking at Jiang Wen with a teasing smile. “If you can do it, this Huai spirit will have a hard time escaping, even if she has a thousand tricks.”
“Spend?” Yan Gongli looked puzzled.
The monk was the same, but then he restrained his emotions. He just smiled, lowered his eyebrows, and made a respectful bow: “My Buddha is merciful.”
“Demons and humans are just a matter of a single thought. If you see her as a demon, she is a demon even if she is merciful. If you see her as a human, she is still a human even if she eats human flesh. Anyway, now is not the time for you to have insights. Quickly use some tricks I haven't seen before to capture this Huai spirit, or there will be endless troubles in the future,” Yan Gongli urged.
“Good swordsmanship,” Yan Gongli praised. “But it's a little lacking. Practice for a few thousand more years and it should be about right.”
“This is my essence blood from between my eyebrows. You drip it into the eyes of this Huai spirit. Then, leave the rest to me. Can you do it?”
“This is easy to do. The monk and I will hold off the Huai spirit, and Fellow Daoist Jiang will drip in this essence blood,” Hongluan stepped forward and asked. The monk behind her also nodded in agreement. “Since we're all trying to save our lives, don't hold back.”
The Yin souls and evil spirits transformed into ghost soldiers, wielding swords and spears, and charged towards Hongluan. Seeing this situation, Hongluan couldn't help but shout: “Good, let me see how I scatter your souls and sweep away your spirits!”
Her twin blades danced like a sky full of stars. It was like a shooting star chasing the moon in the human world, falling above the nine heavens.
Just as she was about to say something more, she saw a vast force spreading from Jiang Wen's body.
“Master, is this what you wanted?”
“Aren't you going to help?” Yan Gongli asked curiously.
“This is, my Buddha's mercy.” The monk said without joy or sorrow. The wooden Guanyin pointed with one hand, and all the plants and trees calmed down.
“This, what kind of spell is this?” Hongluan widened her eyes. It was the first time she had seen such a powerful spell.
Hongluan said, glancing at the monk as if no one else was there.
“Save some for later?” Jiang Wen subconsciously took the essence blood, but then he remembered the essence of the problem: how was he going to get close to this Huai spirit?
“Of course. From the first time I saw you, I knew you were not a simple person. Even I, your ancestor, can't see through you. It's really incredible,” Yan Gongli acknowledged. “I've never seen someone who has been hit by the Continuous Soul Scattering Curse and still calmly asks me what kind of spell it is.”
Yan Gongli pointed her middle finger between her eyebrows, her expression somewhat painful. Then she opened her palm, and a drop of golden blood was lying on her fingertip. She handed the blood drop to Jiang Wen and looked at him with a gentle voice: “There is only this one drop of essence blood, so you must use it sparingly.”
This mountain was like a閣楼 in the clouds, a mirage on the sea. Just looking at its imposing manner, one knew it was majestic and vast. It stretched endlessly, and one did not know how large it was.
He stretched out a hand and pointed it at the Huai spirit. Hongluan on the other side was severely injured by an attack and quickly retreated upon seeing this.
But suddenly, the ancient trees turned into wooden vines, and then surrounded the monk. They constantly intertwined and recast, eventually turning into a statue of a wooden Guanyin.
“Is there any way?” Jiang Wen leaned over to ask.
“I see. Well, I have no choice but to spend.” Jiang Wen said with a pained expression.
“Fellow Daoist, this monk has temporarily suppressed the Huai spirit's wood-based techniques. Next, it's up to you,” the monk said, sitting on top of the wooden Guanyin's head. He closed his eyes and recited Buddhist scriptures, letting countless cyan lights entangle him.
“Good!” Hongluan responded. Wielding her twin blades, she rushed towards the Huai spirit. Her figure was like a nimble swallow, and she could easily avoid the countless wooden vines that attacked. She tapped her toes on the wooden vines and slashed at the Huai spirit.
“All things and beings have spirituality. How can we kill?” The monk said with compassion. He held his staff and bowed to the earth. “Amitabha.”
The Huai spirit didn't panic. With just a finger, she dissolved Hongluan's attack. Before Hongluan could attack again, she summoned countless Yin souls and evil spirits: “Useless effort.”
“You really believe I have a backup plan?” Jiang Wen looked at her and said.
This move was enough to amaze the world.
“Please enlighten me, Ancestor.”
Only to see the desolate mountains descending from the sky, pressing the Huai spirit firmly to the ground.
Tens of thousands of towering ancient trees rose from the ground and surged towards the group. This formation was like a net, trapping them firmly within.
Seeing Jiang Wen's methods, she knew that the Daoist was going to use his trump card. She stayed in a safe place, watching stealthily.
After saying that, they only heard the sound of trees breaking through the earth.
The monk could only silently take out his staff and say to Hongluan: “Fellow Daoist, please rest assured, this monk will definitely do everything in his power.”
Yan Gongli finished looking at Hongluan, and turned to look at Jiang Wen, who was standing quietly to the side. At this moment, he was looking at Hongluan fighting with the Huai spirit, his expression calm, not knowing what he was thinking.
“Yes.” Yan Gongli nodded.
“I'm just thinking about something,” Jiang Wen said calmly. “You say, if a demon has humanity, is she a demon or a human?”
Even the ghosts filling the sky were annihilated in the starlight of this blade.
“Soul Severance!”
“Good technique! You really had a backup plan,” Yan Gongli said happily.
Jiang Wen ignored her and walked straight to the Huai spirit, dripping the drop of essence blood into the Huai spirit's eyes.
No matter how hard the Huai spirit struggled, she could not escape the suppression of Mount Tai. It was just like the monkey, unable to escape the Five Finger Mountain.
