Xia Tianqiong is currently unable to fly into the sky or teleport away. Facing two or three thousand enemy soldiers is also very dangerous, and someone must help him withstand the impact.
Fortunately, they were situated on a small hill, giving them a certain geographical advantage.
The battle began quickly. The enemy soldiers charged forward as if their lives depended on it. Xia Tianqiong swung his hands wildly, unleashing bolts of lightning.
He has no Netherworld power, nor any Netherworld currency to use; using trickery consumes his lifespan.
Each bolt of lightning, exploding among the enemy ranks, could take away several people.
However, the enemy had too many people and their offensive was too fierce, and soldiers around them were soon killed or wounded.
Xia Tianqiong realized this wouldn't do; they might all be killed in less than two minutes.
Suddenly an idea came to him. He quickly used up two years of his lifespan to summon a dark cloud and start a torrential downpour.
Dense rain not only obstructs vision but also makes the ground slippery, and importantly, it can conduct electricity.
A bolt of lightning struck the enemy ranks, killing four or five instantly. However, dozens of people around were also shocked, their movements slowed, and some were even knocked unconscious.
However, it also has drawbacks!
The twenty-odd soldiers around Xia Tianqiong were also affected, their bodies tingling from the electric shock, making it difficult for them to fight.
Fortunately, the enemy was in a worse situation than they were.
And so, rain continued to fall from the sky, and streaks of lightning raged through the enemy ranks.
In about ten minutes, the enemy was completely wiped out; some were hacked to death, while others were simply stunned by electric shock.
"It doesn't seem too difficult!"
Xia Tianqiong breathed a slight sigh of relief; there were still fourteen or fifteen soldiers left beside him.
What should we do next?
How can we find the scholar in this eerie realm?
Even if he finds it, so what? With his own strength, he's unlikely to be able to defeat the other party.
Just as Xia Tianqiong frowned in thought, the corpses on the ground suddenly began to rot.
It happened at an extremely fast speed; its flesh and internal organs rotted and dissolved at a visible rate, revealing its stark white bones.
The next moment, skeletons, each wielding a long sword, stood up again.
Even those enemy soldiers who were merely stunned by electricity were all turned into skeletons.
Xia Tianqiong sensed something was wrong, raised his hand and unleashed a bolt of lightning. With a crack, the skeleton was shattered into pieces, scattered everywhere.
But then, the shattered bone fragments flew back, reformed into a skeleton, and continued their attack.
The battle resumed, even more intense than before.
Skeletons are immune to electricity, so they cannot be completely killed or stunned.
Xia Tianqiong tried to break through on horseback, but was blocked several times.
There were so many skeletons that even the horses had been wounded.
Xia Tianqiong's lifespan is rapidly dwindling; she is already in her forties. If she cannot find a way to escape, she will surely perish here.
At this moment, on the sixth floor of the restaurant, the scholar sat in a chair, staring at the fan with great interest.
The ink painting on the fan flickered like an animated film, depicting Xia Tianqiong's battle scene.
"I didn't expect him to have mastered a lightning technique, but it's not very good. He's destined to die in there."
The scholar smiled and muttered to himself.
Suddenly, a voice filled with murderous intent rang out, "You, a demon king, are pleased with yourself for toying with an ordinary person?"
The scholar turned his head and saw a large red sedan chair appear on this floor.
"He's no ordinary person. If he were, you wouldn't even look at him!"
"Young master, please release my husband. If anything happens to him, I will not let you off the hook."
The eerie bride's voice, chilling, came from inside the sedan chair.
The scholar's smile turned serious. "We've been planning this for tens of thousands of years. This invasion of the human world is the perfect opportunity. Are you going to change your plans and put all your hopes on this person?"
There was a moment of silence inside the sedan chair, followed by a sigh. "I just wanted to find another way; it has nothing to do with the original plan."
This time, the scholar was taken aback for a moment, then seemed to suddenly understand something, "You actually want to..."
Before it could finish speaking, it suddenly shut its mouth.
It seems there are some things that cannot be said.
After a moment, the scholar shook his head slightly, fanned himself twice with his fan, and a figure flew out of the painting.
One second Xia Tianqiong was fighting with the skeleton, and the next second he suddenly returned to the restaurant and transformed back into his original form.
He stood there, stunned, not knowing what the scholar was doing.
Suddenly seeing the strange sedan chair, he immediately realized that his backer had arrived, and the other party had no choice but to release him.
Thinking of this, he raised his hand and unleashed a bolt of lightning that struck the scholar on the head.
It used a ghostly domain against me just now, so I have to get revenge.
But after the lightning, Xia Tianqiong did not make another move.
He discovered that the scholar was completely unharmed; the lightning strikes had been like a clay ox sinking into the sea, having no effect whatsoever.
This proves once again that this guy is of a very high level; he's either a Ghost General or a Ghost King.
Never mind, I'll get my revenge another time.
"You're very brave!"
The scholar smiled, not caring that Xia Tianqiong had chopped it down. "Marrying Sixiang won't be easy. You still need to work harder."
It patted Xia Tianqiong on the shoulder, then teleported away from this floor.
Xia Tianqiong sensed that there was something hidden in the other person's words, but she couldn't figure it out.
"Sixiang, who is it? What did it mean just now?"
The ghost bride probably didn't expect him to call her Sixiang. She paused for a moment before replying, "It is also one of the owners of this restaurant. Don't worry about it. It wouldn't dare to do anything to you. Otherwise, I wouldn't let it off the hook."
Xia Tianqiong chuckled, picked up a chair, and sat down next to the sedan chair. "You're still the best to me."
The eight burly men in red robes beside the sedan chair suddenly glared at him, and then teleported away.
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