Chapter 224 Hand Pain
The two clashed violently.
The six vortexes at the bottom of the Fengdu Imperial Seal spun wildly, while the gray, illusory figure writhed continuously.
It attempted to devour the Netherworld power emanating from the Imperial Seal, emitting a "sizzling" sound.
Space groaned, and the gray fog was torn to shreds.
Feng Jin's eyes were cold. His right hand maintained the hand seal, while his left hand, with fingers together, pointed in the air:
"town!"
The Fengdu Imperial Seal shone even brighter, and a vortex at its base suddenly expanded, like the eye of heaven, locking onto Yun Jingyan's true form.
"puff!"
Yun Jingyan coughed up a mouthful of divine blood, which was mixed with tiny specks of light, indicating that his original divinity was dissipating.
The fading, gray phantom behind him let out a resentful shriek before shattering completely.
He staggered backward, his brocade robe almost completely tattered, his aura suddenly weakened, and the wound was so deep that the bone was visible.
He looked up at Feng Jin, who was approaching step by step, his eyes filled with a smug and arrogant expression.
"Hah...cough cough..."
Yun Jingyan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and actually laughed, a twisted smile, "Feng Jin! It's only been half a year, and you've recovered to this state! I admit, I'm no match for you now."
He abruptly changed the subject, his gaze sweeping over the barrier that already showed subtle cracks, his voice hoarse, "But, do you dare to kill me here?"
Feng Jin did not stop walking, his eyes remained cold.
Yun Jingyan's smile widened, tinged with a hint of madness:
“Your Netherworld Barrier is temporarily erected based on the physical space of this building. It is inherently unstable, and the collision just now has brought it to the brink of its limit.”
He pointed to the increasingly obvious spatial rifts around him, emphasizing each word:
"If you were here, you could use the full power of the Fengdu Seal to annihilate me, body and soul. The aftershocks of my soul's collapse would be enough to completely destroy this already fragile barrier."
"The moment the barrier collapses, the impact of my divine demise will pour into every corner of this building without reservation!"
"Upstairs and downstairs, the doctors, nurses, patients, their families... hundreds and thousands of ordinary people like ants in this building, they can't afford it. At that time..."
He drew out the word, his eyes filled with malicious provocation:
"Feng Jin, are you going to drag all the mortals in this building down with you just to kill me, a demigod?"
"Lord of the Underworld, how can your imperial heart remain steadfast when you disregard all living beings like this? Haha... cough cough..."
This blatant threat caused the murderous intent in the space to freeze for a moment.
Yun Jingyan was betting that Feng Jin, as the Netherworld Emperor who controlled the order of reincarnation, was not incapable of bearing the sins of killing.
However, the instantaneous deaths of innocent mortals directly caused by him violate his divine duty and the foundation of his moral principles.
Just as Feng Jin's momentary deliberation caused the suppressive force of the Fengdu Seal to slow down by a fraction of a billion.
A ruthless and decisive glint flashed in Yun Jingyan's eyes. He knew this was his only chance.
Without hesitation, Yun Jingyan pointed his fingers together and plunged them fiercely into his heart.
It was not suicide, but rather the deliberate detonation of a life-saving substitute artifact that had long been refined and merged with the core of his own soul, using his last divine power and life essence.
Yun Jingyan's body suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood mist on the spot.
Within the blood mist, a phantom clone, identical to his original self, withered and on the verge of death, screamed shrilly.
It actively faced the remaining binding power of the Fengdu Imperial Seal, as if it would be completely suppressed at the last moment.
The real Yun Jingyan, along with most of his remaining divine soul, had transformed into an imperceptible phantom under the cover of the blood mist.
In an instant, it pierced through the weakest crack in the barrier and disappeared into the outside world.
The blood mist was quickly purified by the power of the Fengdu Imperial Seal.
Only the dissipating phantom of the substitute remained in place.
All signs seemed to indicate that Yun Jingyan had been driven to the brink of despair at the last moment, and after sacrificing himself to fight against the Emperor's Seal, his soul and spirit were destroyed, leaving only these remnants.
The Fengdu Imperial Seal slowly retracted and hovered above Feng Jin's head.
He stood still, his fingers hidden in the sleeve of his imperial robe gently plucking at a wisp of lingering void energy.
His face showed no surprise or anger, only calm.
He had long anticipated that Yun Jingyan would have a backup plan to save his life, and his escape was within Feng Jin's calculations.
"Cutting off the tail to survive and escaping into the void, that's ruthless and decisive enough," Feng Jin murmured, his tone unreadable.
The imperial aura surrounding him receded like a tide, and the barrier began to dissipate on its own, gently merging with the real world outside.
Feng Jin stepped out of the barrier, his dark imperial robes gleaming with a dim luster under the lamplight.
At first glance, he was struck by the clear worry in Shen Yuepo's eyes.
Almost instinctively, Shen Yuepo took a few steps forward and grabbed his arm. "Are you injured?"
Her voice was more urgent than usual, and her gaze swept over him carefully. "Where are you hurt?"
This minor injury healed in the blink of an eye for Feng Jin, with almost no pain.
The word "no problem" that he was about to say changed his mind when he saw the undisguised heartache in her eyes.
His eyes flickered slightly, "Hmm..."
Feng Jin eased off some of his strength, leaning slightly against her, and said in a lower voice, "My hand hurts."
Shen Yuepo's body instinctively accepted his leaning, one hand encircling his waist. Hearing this, she was taken aback, "Does your hand hurt?"
She instinctively reached out to check his wrist.
"Um."
Feng Jin let her hold his hand, even slightly frowning as if he were truly enduring pain. "Before the fight starts, when he's off guard, slap him across the face with this hand."
He paused, then added, his tone surprisingly serious, "You're quite thick-skinned; the vibrations hurt my hands."
Shen Yuepo: "..."
Heartache ultimately overcame the silence.
She raised her other hand and carefully wiped the bloodstains from his face.
She asked in a low voice, her brows furrowed, "Is Yun Jingyan dead?"
As she asked this question, a cold, sharp glint flashed in her eyes.
Feng Jin let her hug him, his chin almost touching the top of her head. Upon hearing this, his eyes darkened slightly, "He ran away."
"It ran away?" Shen Yuepo paused in her wiping motion.
"Yes, I used my trump card to save my life and escaped into the void turbulence." Feng Jin's tone was calm, as if he were talking about something insignificant. "However, I left something on him."
Shen Yuepo instantly understood his meaning.
track!
Having escaped with serious injuries, Yun Jingyan will inevitably try to return to his lair where he has resources to rebuild.
The marks left by the ashes make it easy to capture them all at once.
She nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
At this moment, Lu Jin, who had been ignored in the corner, finally came back to his senses from extreme shock.
He covered his mouth tightly, his eyes wide like copper bells, staring at Feng Jin's attire, which was clearly out of place in this era.
Looking at the undisguised intimacy and familiarity between Shen Yuepo and him, my CPU is about to burn out.
This Mr. Feng... turns out he's not human!
A deity? A demon? Or... from the underworld?
He stammered, his voice trembling, "Master Shen, what... what should my sister and I do now? I..."
He was truly terrified, afraid that the evil spirit would return, and afraid that the terrifying guy named Yun Jingyan had accomplices.
Feng Jin, who was comfortably leaning against Chen Yuepo, was disturbed and glanced at him unhappily.
That look made Lu Jin feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave, and she shrank back.
He swallowed the rest of his sentence, wishing he could curl himself into a ball and disappear.
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