Chapter 44: The Clouds Cleared and Light Emerged, and the Snow Melted

The wind gradually became more urgent. The reeds growing on the deserted riverbank swayed vigorously, and ripples appeared on the water surface because of this vague and unusual scent.

He stopped on the grass by the river. His white clothes moved slightly as he raised his hands. His light blue sleeves fluttered up and down along with his hand gestures, like a smooth water line, outlining a beautiful afterimage.

The tiny strands of hair in front of her eyes were blown by the wind and kept blocking her eyes, gently rubbing her forehead. Her covered pupils were still, and the wrinkles on her forehead suddenly appeared and quickly faded away, leaving only the sacred scintillation blue at the bottom of her eyes and the slightest red at the end of her eyes.

The talisman that was endowed with the power of suppressing the pure yang body and attracting evil spirits gradually took shape under Yiran's magic.

The former was gradually drawn in front of Chongyun, then pressed down hard and merged into Chongyun's forehead.

The latter was suspended in the air, as if it had begun to attract the scattered demon remnants. The light gray mist condensed bit by bit, surrounding the talisman.

Yiran controlled the talisman suspended in the air with his fingertips, and looked at the three people surrounding him with his bright eyes:

"Be prepared, the demon will soon begin to take shape."

Chongyun felt the heat in his body that was obviously being suppressed. For the first time in his life, he could let his excitement, agitation and fighting spirit run wild without worrying about the heat rising and causing him to do something out of the ordinary.

He transformed a huge sword and held it tightly in his palm. The ice-attributed God's Eye caused his body and brain to gradually cool down, but it was the first time that he saw the demon's restlessness.

Vigilance, reason and passion intertwined and turned into ice that covered the hands and sword. All that was missing was the right opportunity to smash it out.

The gray mist became thicker and thicker, but Yiran had no intention of stopping, and there was even a hint of interest in his eyes.

The breath of the monster became stronger and stronger, like a black cloud pouring in from all directions. Yiran finally withdrew his hand, and his fingertips slid from the upper left to the lower right. The talisman was instantly burned by water, and the texture of the burning blue flame turned into water mist.

As the blue in the man's eyes faded,

The moment the spell dissipated, the gray mist instantly dispersed, condensing into a large number of entities, and flew out towards all living things present.

At the same time, Yiran took a few steps back without panic.

He stood on the water, controlling the water elements to float up and condense, like a brush splashing ink. The water flowed along his gestures and splashed onto the monster, pushing the monster back dozens of steps.

Everything in front of him was like a huge and bizarre painting. The long-haired man used his hands as a pen and water as ink. Between the two strokes, not a single monster could successfully get within one meter of him.

He stepped lightly on the white mist that was close to the water surface, and his figure disappeared like floating, and he left the battlefield unknowingly.

Chongyun's skills also hit the monster as it appeared, leaving a circle of blue cold air and phantom sword in the center of the talisman. The ice exploded with a violent blast, obliterating most of the afterimage.

He lifted up the ice-enchanted sword in his hand, stomped his foot hard on the ground, and with the flat ground dented, he chopped straight at the deformed monsters around him.

Even though the damage was high and the harvesting effect was extremely fast, the talisman seemed to still have a residual attraction effect, continuously summoning monsters.

The weight of the greatsword still caused his initial attack speed to lag behind the number of monsters refreshing around him. It was not until Xingqiu's Rain Curtain Sword came to support from the side that he managed to interrupt the enemy's attack.

The perpetual motion caused by the water and ice temporarily delayed the battle. Xiangling threw the pot at the edge of the battlefield and continued to stab the monsters with her ice-enchanted spear.

But perhaps because the scene of fighting the devil was too impressive, Guoba's firepower was much more intense, and he even gradually broke through the encirclement of the monsters and approached the battlefield of Xiangling, Xingqiu, and Chongyun.

The extremely high damage caused by melting accelerated the speed of destroying monsters, but it also destroyed a large area of ​​ice, causing some powerful monsters that had not been eliminated to quickly lose control and rush towards Chongyun.

Chongyun, who had lost sight of the evil figure, couldn't help but panic for half a second, until the monster flashed behind him and was about to open its dark mouth to swallow Chongyun's upper body in one gulp. He still bit his lip tightly, holding the hilt of the sword tightly, looking for the disappeared monster in front of him.

Xingqiu's pupils shrank, and the flying Rain Curtain Sword made a sharp turn and suddenly flew towards the back of his companion. However, even at its maximum speed, it was completely unable to teleport to its destination.

He felt like his head was torn in two. On one hand, he was extremely calm and rationally used his sword to slash at the black shadows that were rushing towards him. On the other hand, he was already exploding with fear and collapse at the thought of his partner being killed.

Xiangling was not even able to notice the situation here. Her spear was barely enough to block the several demons in front of her. She just kept muttering about unqualified ingredients while concentrating on controlling every attacking posture and angle of her body.

Even though Chongyun didn't feel the imminent danger behind him, when he used his great sword to chop off the body of a monster and tilted his head to look for the disappeared monster, he saw a panic expression on Xingqiu's face that he had never seen before.

That second might not be enough time for him to do anything, but countless thoughts still flashed through his mind.

——It’s dangerous.

Is he going to die?

Is it possible that the number of demons and evil spirits he destroyed was too few?

It seems a bit reckless to involve your partner in this pursuit.

Even though he was prepared, he really didn't expect that there would be so many demons gathering from the outskirts of Liyue this time!

Also... the Eye of God is not completely equivalent to combat ability. Mr. Yiran is just a businessman. If he has not studied martial arts, even if he is knowledgeable and knows some talismans, he may find it difficult to deal with such a situation.

He should have shouldered the consequences of making this request, keeping Mr. Ran and his companions behind him, and relying on his abilities to scare away the ghosts.

As a result, the evil spirits erupted too quickly, too many, and too suddenly. The black mist surrounded him. Except for his companions, he did not notice where Mr. Ran had retreated to. Did he encounter danger?

As the dark bloody mouth tore open the cage and appeared before his eyes, Chongyun, who had only stared at Xingqiu for half a second, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. The power of the demon's remnants seemed to have already corroded his spirit and was about to destroy his body.

The oppression of death is imminent.

But just before the darkness was about to touch him, a very light blue color, like the only bright moon, invaded the black mist and then flashed by.

It seemed like just an illusion, a mirage in the desert, and the terrifying blackness came back again.

Chongyun, who only retained a trace of will, was in a trance for a moment and was about to fall into despair again.

But the disappearing light blue was like a bowl of highly medicinal mint drink. Before he could react, it began to enter his forehead with a thorough coolness, impacting his five senses.

Chongyun suddenly woke up and opened his originally lifeless and blurry eyes, and the Ice God's Eye began to flash violently.

[I want to become a qualified exorcist, control this pure yang body, and make all the evil spirits in the world disappear——]

Such a desire surged wildly in his heart.

A minty chill began to flow through his brain, as if a corner of something had been uncovered by his own hands, and the familiar heat rose up in his body again.

That was in the past, when if he wasn't careful his blood would rush to his head, his yang energy would run rampant, and he would be unable to control the heat that belonged to his purely yang body.

The darkness before his eyes was suddenly torn apart, and he seemed to hear the screams of evil spirits and the howling of ghosts, and light reappeared before his eyes.

Chongyun steadied the sword in his hand, looked at his companions who were looking at him nervously and the ghosts who had obviously decreased in number and started to flee. He frowned, and as if he had realized something, he regained control of the light blue chill and covered the opened corner of the talisman again.

The monsters stopped there in a daze, as if they were considering whether to leave or stay.

Chongyun raised the sword again and looked at the monsters with a frosty face.

Now that he has the means to control the Pure Yang Body, it will be impossible for these monsters to escape from him again.

Even with such a large number, he still couldn't defeat them all by himself.

A gentle and smiling voice came from behind:

"So, did you do it?"

Chongyun turned around unexpectedly, and just like the monster that flashed directly behind him, he didn't notice any movement.

When he saw clearly who was behind him, he was stunned for a moment, and his sharpness softened instantly.

He spoke subconsciously: "Mr. Ran."

"The forms of evil spirits are ever-changing, and their abilities are also unique. Please be vigilant."

He said he had to be alert, but facing the monster that was ready to move in the distance, he didn't seem to react at all. He was still smiling gently, and even holding a fan that seemed to have been drawn with ink in his hand, which he folded and played with casually.

Chongyun was absent-minded from the leisurely atmosphere, and realized that the other party was reminding him, so he replied seriously: "Yes."

He turned his head to look at the monster in the distance, while recalling the other party's first words, "Did you do it?"

What does it mean?

Chongyun suddenly widened his eyes and turned back to look at Yiran again.

The power that suddenly surged into his mind, helped him recover from the evil spirit that had contaminated his mind, and allowed him to control his Pure Yang Body was...

Did Mr. Ran do this for me? ? !

What an incredible method...

Chongyun paused, and he suddenly remembered that it was Mr. Ran who had sealed the talisman that suppressed the Pure Yang Body into his forehead in the first place, and now he had helped him solve this difficult problem that he had wanted to solve all his life.

Facing such a life and death situation, the repetition of hope and despair, the strong desire and determination, plus the pressure of the seal and the coolness that keeps oneself awake,

Perhaps these are the necessary conditions for him to successfully control his emotions after his yang energy surges and prevent his temperament from changing drastically...

"Come back to your senses."

Before he could ask further questions or express his gratitude, an evil aura seemed to have quickly swam from the ground in the distance, approached, and pounced on him.

When Chongyun looked back again, the evil spirit whose body was made of black mist had been suddenly pushed back by a stream of water that rose out of thin air.

With it as the center, the water flow spread out very smoothly, like a splash of ink, and all the monsters around were instantly covered by light blue mist.

That touch of blue confirmed Chongyun's guess. At the same time, within half a second, a large group of monsters collapsed unexpectedly and completely dissipated between heaven and earth along with the water vapor.

At his side, illuminated by his residual light, was Yiran, who gracefully raised the closed fan and gently waved her wrist, pointing it at the center of the evil.