"Who are you? Why are you trying to take over my body?"
Holding the exorcising sword, Xiang Wan wielded her ruthless swordsmanship with impenetrable skill.
The black smoke whooshed and then reverted to a human shape.
"I am you, and you are me!"
The humanoid figure charged towards Wan, and wherever the exorcising sword went, it turned into wisps of black smoke, which then coalesced into a humanoid figure on the other side and charged towards Wan again.
This happened three times, but Xiang Wan failed to attack the evil spirit even slightly, and the evil spirit couldn't get close to her. But the attacks never stopped.
Xiang Wan guessed that the evil spirit must want to wear down her strength so that it could take advantage of her weakness when she was unable to fight back.
Its movements were completely unaffected by the righteous energy; on the contrary, Xiang Wan's body was constantly enduring burning pain. If this continued, she would surely be defeated!
Feng Wuyan surrounded Xiang Wan without attacking, perhaps wanting Xiang Wan and the evil spirit to fight to the death so he could reap the benefits. But how could Xiang Wan allow him to succeed!
After the evil spirit attacked again, Xiang Wan collapsed to the ground, her robes soaked with sweat.
"The residents of Shuiyao Town have been offering sacrifices to you for generations, why won't you let them go?"
Perhaps seeing that Xiang Wan was at her last gasp, the evil spirit stopped attacking, transformed into human form, and stood half a meter away from Xiang Wan.
"Offering? Offering?! Is that what they're saying to people?" The demon's voice was shrill, almost piercing Xiang Wan's eardrums.
Having hit the nail on the head, Xiang Wan continued, "We've lived in peace for so many years, why not continue?"
"Hmph! Continue? They all deserve to die! They should never have been allowed to live!" The figure was furious, his body contorted with rage.
"The people who harmed you are already dead. What does it have to do with them?"
"The offspring of beasts are unworthy of being human! You are not me, you can't possibly understand my pain... A moment of pity, a moment of pity... Hahahaha... I've been imprisoned at the bottom of the lake for thousands of years, neither human nor ghost, while they are still alive and well, why?"
"You are the savior of Shuiyao Town?" Xiang Wan was slightly moved.
"Benefactors? Who has ever seen a benefactor like me? I defied fate for them, yet they expect me to serve them for generations. Human nature! I was wrong after all; I shouldn't have been so soft-hearted..."
"If you could go back in time, you would still choose to save them, wouldn't you?"
"..."
The figure remained silent. Xiang Wan slowly straightened up, sat on the ground, and quietly drew a talisman with her index finger.
"You have your mission, and even if the outcome wasn't ideal, the ultimate goal has been achieved. They also paid the price, so why be so persistent?"
"Having been trapped at the bottom of the lake for years, how could you possibly understand my suffering? Plead for them? Hmph, in such a predicament, who would come to your rescue? Let me take over your body; perhaps, it wouldn't be so bad to spare their lives."
The topic circled back to the present. Xiang Wan quickly made a move, slapping two talismans onto her shoulders. Her spiritual power surged wildly, pushing the three fires on her body to their extreme.
"It's no use. Do you think I'm afraid of these things?"
The figures drifted on the ground, forming thin wisps of black smoke that gathered from the feet towards evening.
Xiang Wan thrust her sword into the ground, using it to support her body. At the same time, she shot icicles from her fingertips into the ground as if they were free, quickly forming countless upright ice spikes about an inch in size.
Black smoke rose, and Xiang Wan stood upside down, slapping the ice spikes with both palms, channeling her spiritual energy into them.
The righteous energy continued to grow stronger, and the area covered by the formation became increasingly smaller, leaving less and less room for movement. The black smoke rose again, completely occupying the area above the ice nails.
With the help of the exorcism sword, Xiang Wan leaped up again, ripped off the seal of the Hundred Ghosts Mirror, and swung the mirror at the black smoke.
"Black Impermanence, if you capture him in the mirror, I will release you!"
This is a transaction, and also a commitment.
This is the first time the Hundred Ghosts Mirror has been used since Black Impermanence took over, so we must make the most of it.
Without warning, the mirror began absorbing the surrounding ghostly energy, forcing the black smoke to retreat to the side and reform into human form.
"The King of the Underworld's things?" the figure sneered, and quickly flew towards Xiang Wan.
Now is the time!
As soon as the dark figure stepped into the area of the ice spikes that Xiang Wan had previously struck, a seal appeared out of thin air. Feng Wuyan's righteous energy on the outside was drawn into the seal from beneath the ice spikes, scorching the evil spirits inside and causing them to roar incessantly.
"Something with such heavy Yin energy is definitely not a good person!"
Suddenly, Feng Wuyan made a move, transforming the righteous energy on the formation into streams of fire that fell towards Xiang Wan.
Xiang Wan threw the Hundred Ghosts Mirror into the seal of the evil spirits, leaving Hei Wuchang and the evil spirits to fight. She then flashed to Leng Qingxue's side and grabbed her to use as a shield.
When he was no match for the evil spirits, Feng Wuyan didn't intervene. Instead, after seeing the Hundred Ghosts Mirror, he turned his attention to her. He coveted the mirror, but he needed to find a suitable reason for himself; there's no such thing as a free lunch.
Although Feng Wuyan also used Leng Qingxue, if Leng Qingxue dies at his hands, he will likely face a lot of trouble.
"Let her go!"
"Alright, remove the formation!"
Xiang Wan drew her sword and brought it horizontally to Leng Qingxue's neck, pointing directly at Feng Wuyan.
"mean!"
"Likewise."
Xiang Wan moved stealthily, leading Leng Qingxue to the location of the evil spirit's seal.
The sounds inside had diminished, presumably the Hundred Ghosts Mirror had absorbed most of the ghostly energy.
Feng Wuyan opened a gap in the formation. Xiang Wan pushed Leng Qingxue to the edge of the formation, cut the silver thread with a sword, and then slapped Leng Qingxue away with a palm.
Feng Wuyan wouldn't let Leng Qingxue land injured, so he threw a Soul-Seizing Cone and went to pick up his junior sister.
My dear reader, there's more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading—even more exciting content awaits!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
