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第四卷 七星岛 第六百七十二章 今非昔比的月儿

Goo-goo, the blood mist continued to churn. Then with a loud *bang*, it exploded into a shower of bloody rain. The fragments of flesh reformed and turned into six ghost heads.

This was indeed the miraculous power from the Soul Transformation Incarnation Art!

"Go!"

With Lin Xuan's mental command, the ghost heads dispersed in all directions, chasing after those escaping cultivators from Ten Thousand Ghost Lake. Since he had already torn up their relationship, Lin Xuan naturally didn't allow any fish to escape through the net.

As for himself, he hovered silently in mid-air.

What needed to be done now was just wait for news.

Soon enough, a short while passed as if it were only the time it took to drink a cup of tea. Lei Bao had already shot out tens of miles. The terrifying old monster hadn't chased after him, so he couldn't help but sigh in relief.

However, what should he do next? Losing his treasure and returning to the sect would likely mean facing the Law Enforcement Hall, possibly even having his soul extracted...

Lei Bao's face showed a trace of fear before he shook his head. Now wasn't the time to think about such things; he had to escape as quickly as possible, survival being most important. He could always leave Ten Thousand Ghost Lake and become an independent cultivator.

With myriad thoughts swirling in his mind, he was just about to speed up his flight when he noticed someone blocking his path ahead.

Startled, he immediately summoned his treasures. Only then did he take the time to look closely.

It was a young woman, no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, with an extremely refined and pleasing appearance. However, something strange was that she had no shadow, and her body emitted a heavy aura of阴气 (yīn qì).

A ghost spirit, and at the level of Ghost King!

Though he hadn't seen one before, Lei Bao's suspicion was aroused by the fact that such an opponent would dare to block his path. He didn’t want to get involved but could tell from her appearance that she wasn’t a harmless person.

Just as he was about to speak, Mo'er smiled seductively: "Friend, you’ve come just in time; I've been waiting for you. Can I borrow something?"

"What?" Lei Bao's face showed full of alertness.

"A head!"

Mo'er extended her hand, and the slender fingers were as white as jade. However, a small flag about an inch long was in her palm.

With a slight shake, the banner unfurled like a wind-swept sail, quickly growing to several dozen feet in length and hovering above Mo'er's head.

"You're with that old monster!" Lei Bao gritted his teeth.

"Hmm, you’re right!" Mo'er’s face showed regret. "To oppose Lord Young Master is foolish. I advise you to surrender peacefully; it will be easier on you."

"Little girl, don’t you dare wag your tongue in the wind!"

Lei Bao laughed when he heard this, furious but not showing it. A mere Condensation Core cultivator dared to speak so boldly—wasn't he made of paper?

A spell was cast, and his pair of black iron staves transformed into dragons, lunging at Mo'er.

"Refuse the wine and take the punishment!"

Mo'er remained calm, showing no signs of regret. These fellows were always stubborn until they faced their own death. Well, it was time to test the power of her Soul Beast Flag after long-term seclusion.

With a slight movement of her lips, Mo'er recited obscure incantations from her mouth. Her hands also cast a spell, and a light curtain enveloped the young woman’s body.

The dragon then pounced forward.

Its massive body looked incredibly sturdy as it opened its blood-stained jaws to bite at the light curtain.

Surprised, Lei Bao’s face lit up with joy. The heavy aura of anger appeared on his brows as he poured all his magical energy into the treasure.

Since the opponent had made a mistake, there was no need for him to be polite; he would seize this opportunity to severely injure the enemy and then escape.

Roar!

With Lei Bao’s magical energy support, the dragon became even more fierce. It clawed and bit, desperately trying to break through Mo'er's light curtain.

Unfortunately, it was in vain!

The small flag seemed to be a precious treasure; its light curtain was incredibly resilient. No matter how hard he tried, there were no results.

After a short while, Lei Bao’s face turned slightly pale.

He had exhausted all his efforts, but not only could he not injure the opponent, he couldn’t even break through their defenses. If this continued, when that old monster arrived...

His fate would be miserable!

After a moment of hesitation, he snapped his fingers and transformed the dragon back into black iron staves, flying swiftly back.

"Do you want to run?" Mo'er raised her eyebrows but saw the fiery light all around. Lei Bao’s strength might not be high, but in terms of cunning, he was no less than a first-rate warlord, decisive and resolute. He knew it would be extremely difficult to escape now, so as soon as he retracted his treasures, he also released a large number of talismans.

There weren’t many—only about ten or so—but most were Earth Rank talismans with formidable power. Knowing that this use cost him tens of thousands of crystals, ordinary Condensation Core cultivators would be killed without preparation.

Even if they had good luck and managed to escape in a flurry, Mo'er could take advantage!

This was his secret weapon he had prepared for such moments. He felt heartache using it but suppressed the emotion. Turning around, he intended to flee in another direction.

Unfortunately, he underestimated the complexity of the situation.

Mo'er’s earlier defense wasn’t out of fear; on the contrary, the young girl's strength far exceeded that of her peers. Her actions just now were merely testing the defensive power of her Soul Beast Flag after its upgrade.

Seeing so many Earth Rank talismans heading towards her, a sea of flames appeared above Mo'er’s head. She pointed at the demon flag and released countless阴气 (yīn qì) spreading outwards from her center.

The dark aura formed numerous ghostly images of beasts, dozens in number.

These monsters opened their mouths wide, spewing out countless light waves.

Boom!

They clashed with the fiery sea, creating a dazzling spectacle that dispersed it.

The power was evident.

Lei Bao had just fled several dozen feet when he noticed the change behind him. His face turned pale.

"I’ve told you before; surrender peacefully and you’ll suffer less," Mo'er smiled as she combed her hair, summoning another pair of treasures.

They were two sharp-edged flying knives, crystal clear and translucent.

"Go!"

Mo'er pointed at them, and the twin daggers transformed into dazzling beams of light, slashing fiercely towards him.

Their speed was incomparable to Lei Bao’s escape. His flight was interrupted; he was both angry and frightened as he had to fight back.

The iron staves turned into dragons, while the twin daggers became colorful phoenixes, clashing with each other in a spectacular display.

However, their emotions were opposite. Mo'er wasn’t anxious; she simply treated him as a training target. In short, it was just for fun. But Lei Bao had no time to waste here, gritting his teeth and becoming furious enough to make his nostrils flare.

Filled with fear, he had wasted so much time that the old monster could arrive at any moment.

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