The fire accelerated the evaporation of smoke, which entered the human body more quickly. One after another, many soldiers and prisoners from the two captured tribes fell to the ground.
Leqi noticed that there were very few soldiers guarding the place. He looked around but could not find his missing youngest son. He shouted anxiously, "Ye army, hand over Wa'er immediately, or I will turn you all into Gu puppets!"
While he was shouting, a ghostly figure was standing on the treetop, its eyes fixed silently on the ground below.
"Since we're here, let's hit the road together."
Lechi looked up in horror, but when he met a pair of eyes that were as ruthless as a ferocious beast, he retreated repeatedly, while his tribal warriors surrounded him.
The sleeping gas had no effect on him. Just what kind of monster was this eerie general stationed at Wubao?!
After a bloody battle, corpses lay scattered on the ground, limbs and torsos everywhere, a gruesome sight. Although Lech knew of the man's cruelty, witnessing this massacre still terrified him.
Almost everyone around him was dead, and if he didn't run, it would be his turn next. So Lech turned around and ran into the dense forest. The deeper he went, the less light he could see. He couldn't see anything behind him, but he could feel a persistent, lingering shadow.
Seeing that he couldn't shake them off, he slid down a hillside and then quickly turned around and threw a handful of black pellets behind him.
The black ball exploded upon contact with the ground. Although it wasn't very powerful, it produced a large cloud of smoke. Lechi immediately disappeared into the smoke and vanished in an instant.
Yuwen Sheng arrived and casually glanced around. Although he knew there might be an ambush ahead, he had gone to great lengths to lure out the cunning and cowardly Le Qi. This time, he would never let him leave, no matter what.
At this moment, Lech was hiding in a hastily dug cave. Through the cracks in the stone wall, he watched as Yuwen Sheng casually stepped into the trap they had set in advance. His heart was pounding. The next second, a spear flew out from the forest.
Yuwen Sheng spun around, turned his spear around, and shot it towards the center of the forest, followed by more than a dozen screams.
Seeing how quickly he reacted, Lech was both alarmed and anxious. What if they hadn't managed to hurt him?
Unexpectedly, at this moment, crisscrossing silver threads suddenly appeared on the ground. Under normal circumstances, it is difficult to see with the naked eye. Only at certain angles can the shimmering light be seen through the refraction of moonlight.
They trapped Yuwen Sheng inside, and before he could cut them down with his sword, a loud explosion rang out, and Yuwen Sheng was engulfed in a bombardment.
This time, the power was far greater than that of the previous Black Ball. Lechi's face showed surprise and excitement. He had not arranged these things. It must be their allies who had come. Those people were more eager than they were to eliminate the Ye Kingdom general.
Lech waited for him to be completely different this time.
But when a gust of wind and sword energy shook away the dust and black mist, his tall and ghostly figure was still standing there unharmed. The assassins who had been waiting in the shadows saw this and no longer chose to take roundabout measures, but rushed out in unison.
Unfortunately, none of these people were his match. The cold light flashed and blood splattered. The battle was almost one-sided, making Lech feel cold all over and his hands and feet tremble.
Lech, with his sharp eyes, noticed a small patch of blood on the lining of the hem of his fluttering clothes. Normally, external stains wouldn't be found in that area, so he guessed that Lech was injured. Overjoyed, he quickly pulled a small jar from his sleeve pocket.
He carefully peeled back the tightly sealed jar layer by layer, and finally opened the lid to release the tiny moths inside.
A swarm of moths, smaller than mosquitoes, silently flew towards the injured Yuwen Sheng. He didn't notice these tiny insects until they caught their favorite scent and entered his body through the wound...
Yuwen Sheng suddenly noticed something was wrong. He looked down and saw that a large number of "black spots" had burrowed into the small wound on his wrist. He frowned and, without thinking, immediately swung his sword, cutting open the flesh stained with the "black spots".
But it was obviously too late; he instantly felt a chilling, strange sensation emanating from within his body.
His pupils became bloodshot and turned red without him realizing it. The phoenix tears under the mask ripened prematurely, and a murderous aura emanated from his body. His dark and deep face was covered with bluish-black lines, and his dark and deep eyes gleamed with an eerie scarlet light, making him look particularly frightening in the dark night.
"The phoenix weeps tears, severing its own immortality, taking violence as its body, and becoming bloodthirsty by nature. Now that your phoenix tears have been brought to maturity by the blood moth, you will fall into madness from now on."
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