Chapter 342: Condensing the Soul

The little girl was well-behaved. She reached out and hugged Zhou Wen's neck. Although there were still tears on her face, she stopped crying.

Suddenly, Zhou Wen felt a shock in his heart, and he swung his knife at the little girl in his arms, while pushing her out with his other hand. The little girl retreated more than ten meters in an instant. There was blood at the corner of her mouth, and she was licking it with her tongue, with a greedy expression on her face.

Zhou Wen touched his neck and his hands were immediately covered in blood. Two rows of teeth marks appeared on his neck. If he had reacted a little slower, his neck would have been bitten off.

"Are you a human or a dimensional creature?" Zhou Wen held the bamboo sword and looked at the little girl calmly. Until now, he still couldn't see the breath of a dimensional creature on this little girl. No matter how he looked at her, she looked like a human girl of two or three years old.

But her actions and abilities just now have proved that she is definitely not an ordinary human little girl.

The little girl ignored him and rushed towards Zhou Wen in a flash, as fast as a blurry shadow.

Zhou Wen no longer hesitated, and swung the bamboo sword in his hand like a fairy from the sky. In an instant, the sword shadow flashed and slashed towards the little girl.

But the little girl's movement was surprisingly fast. Zhou Wen's lightning-fast swordsmanship was dodged by the shaking of her figure. Her movement was even faster and weirder than that of the Ghost King.

The little girl rushed out from the gap in the knife technique and pounced on Zhou Wen, trying to bite his neck.

A palm-leaf fan appeared in Zhou Wen's other hand. He fanned the little girl who rushed towards him, and the Taiyin wind directly blew her body away.

Zhou Wen followed with ghost steps and slashed the Magic Star Wheel at the little girl in the air. The blood-red blade flashed out and slashed at the little girl's body like a blood wheel, directly cutting her clothes open. However, the Magic Star Wheel cut into her flesh and blood, and was unable to cut through her fair and tender skin.

It was as if the fair and tender skin was not flesh and blood, but extremely tough steel.

Zhou Wen could understand that the Magic Star Wheel couldn't hurt the little girl, but when the sharp bamboo sword slashed at her, it couldn't even cut through her flesh, which immediately shocked Zhou Wen.

The bamboo sword was so sharp that even an epic creature with strong skin defenses could not completely block it. However, this sword did not even break her skin, but only made her body fly backwards. This was a bit scary.

The little girl fell to the ground, looking completely uninjured, but a little angry, and pounced on him again.

Zhou Wen fought and retreated, trying every possible means, but he still couldn't hurt the little girl.

The little girl was also weird. She didn't have the aura of a dimensional creature, but her behavior was like that of a dimensional creature.

What's even more bizarre is that she doesn't have any special abilities, she's just extremely strong, extremely fast, and her skin is incredibly tough. Zhou Wen used the Ash Palm to inject power into her body, but was unable to hurt her.

Zhou Wen couldn't kill her, so he wanted to get rid of her, but she hated him so much that she kept chasing him. Zhou Wen used ghost steps several times to try to get rid of her, but she soon caught up with him again.

The little girl was just like a ghost collecting debts. She would not stop until Zhou Wen was dead. She kept chasing him and attacking him, as if she wanted to eat him alive.

Zhou Wen couldn't kill the enemy, nor could he get rid of them, so he could only fight and retreat.

The black hole in the sky is slowly shrinking, and the number of extra-dimensional creatures rushing in has also decreased a lot. All the people from the six heroic families in the holy city have come out to cooperate with the military to kill the invading extra-dimensional creatures.

Although the situation has been gradually brought under control, the losses this time are unprecedented since the establishment of the Holy City.

Back then, Jing Daoxian only rushed into the federal building and killed some federal officials and government workers. But this time, the disaster has caused ordinary people in the entire holy land to suffer, and countless people have died.

Zhou Wen was certain that after today, his teacher would replace Jing Daoxian and become the big devil despised by everyone, and his reputation might even be worse than Jing Daoxian's.

"Teacher, is it really worth doing this?" Zhou Wen didn't know whether Wang Mingyuan's choice was right or not.

Just as Wang Mingyuan put it, whether to risk one's life to save the woman, or to choose to go along with the evil and then find a way to save her, is a difficult problem.

There was no time to think about it. Zhou Wen had already rushed out of the holy city. There were fewer dimensional creatures around him, but the little girl was still haunting him.

No matter how many times Zhou Wen hit her, even using his invincible sword, the little girl was not hurt at all, and seemed to be clinging to Zhou Wen relentlessly.

"What the hell is this thing?" Zhou Wenzhan was in great pain. If it weren't for his companion pet that could help him and give him a chance to catch his breath and recover his strength, he would have been bitten to death by the little girl long ago.

Zhou Wen felt that the Mixian Sutra in his body was running faster and faster, and his whole body seemed to be undergoing earth-shaking changes. There was a power brewing in his body.

The starting point of that power is in his fate, but it is inextricably linked to his body, blood, and even his soul. It is hard to describe the feeling.

If he had to describe it, Zhou Wen felt as if his soul was splitting.

Of course, this is just his own feeling.

"Is my soul going to condense? What will my soul be?" Zhou Wen thought to himself as he retreated, "Will it be a woman's soul? Or will it be an instrument?"

The reason why Zhou Wen thought of a woman first was because of the existence of Wang Zhishen's fate, which made him vaguely feel that it seemed to be the appearance of a woman.

Generally speaking, the life soul will be greatly influenced by the fate. For example, if a person has the fate of a Buddhist, his life soul will most likely be a shadow of Buddha or a Buddha statue.

For a guy like Feng Qiuyan who has the destiny of the King of Swift Swords, his soul will definitely be related to the sword in the future.

Therefore, Zhou Wen felt that his soul was likely to be in female form, but this was just his guess.

"Oh no!" The formation of Zhou Wen's soul has reached the most critical moment. His whole body is sublimating and his soul seems to have left his body, making Zhou Wen unable to move for a while.

The worst thing was that the little girl was still chasing and attacking him. Zhou Wen stood there motionless, and the little girl immediately pounced on him, opened her little mouth and bit his neck.

"Damn it, why does it have to be at this time!" Zhou Wen was so depressed that he almost vomited blood. Unfortunately, the Mixian Sutra was not under his control at all. After absorbing the drop of blood from Wang Mingyuan, it automatically started to evolve.

(End of this chapter)