Everyone’s confident victory was suddenly overshadowed by the appearance of Yin Hongniang, casting a grim pallor over all their faces. Especially after Yan Shouyi’s introduction, the bride in the wedding dress now evoked profound fear in everyone. Even Lü Jing, enveloped by Yin Hongniang’s killing intent, looked extremely pale.
“It’s you… who’s preventing me from meeting my husband?” Yin Hongniang glared coldly at Lü Jing, her voice growing increasingly frigid. The mere sound felt like a piercingly cold wind drilling into their ears, stinging their eardrums.
Lü Jing spoke in a deep voice, “Yin Hongniang, you know what you are. Your enemy is Fang Qiu, not us.” But Lü Jing knew these words were just futile words. Yin Hongniang was a vengeful spirit, spirits without consciousness, only obsession. Her love for Fang Qiu was her obsession, so Yin Hongniang would unconditionally obey Fang Qiu’s commands.
As expected, Yin Hongniang had no intention of answering Lü Jing’s question. She suddenly let out a sharp scream, her ten fingers bursting one by one, and the gushing blood transformed into ten blood threads, flying towards Lü Jing! Lü Jing’s face changed dramatically, and he quickly retreated. The specters he had summoned also rushed forward, unafraid of death, attempting to block for Lü Jing. However, the specters, which still possessed some strength moments ago, were now utterly vulnerable before Yin Hongniang! Their bodies were torn apart into pieces the moment they contacted the blood threads! The cuts were as smooth as mirrors! In the blink of an eye, more than half of the specters summoned by Lü Jing were killed or wounded!
“Hiss… How is this Yin Hongniang so powerful!” Long Feicheng couldn't help but gasp. In his understanding, Lü Jing was the pinnacle of strength among everyone present. Yet, even Lü Jing was retreating continuously and seemed vulnerable before Yin Hongniang. He couldn’t help but speak dejectedly, “It’s over, it’s over. Forget about Bai Shixi today, we might all fall at the hands of Yin Hongniang!”
“There is a way!” At this moment, Yan Shouyi said coldly, “Yin Hongniang’s object of resentment is the red embroidered shoe held by Fang Qiu. As long as we obtain the embroidered shoe and destroy it, Yin Hongniang will also disappear!”
A’Gong instantly understood Yan Shouyi’s meaning, “You mean, Elder Lü Jing holds off Yin Hongniang, and we join forces to deal with Fang Qiu?”
Luo Ning nodded, “That’s right. No matter how weak old man Lü Jing is, he can hold off Yin Hongniang for a while. We have more people, and Fang Qiu can’t fight against so many. Moreover, our goal is to seize the embroidered shoe, not to defeat Fang Qiu. Our chances of victory are high!”
“Then what are we waiting for, let’s go together!” Zhu Shanzao chuckled. As they united, a strange power surged within them. This power swept away the fear they had previously felt towards Yin Hongniang, giving them endless courage.
“Elder Lü Jing!” Yan Shouyi shouted. Lü Jing was incredibly astute; he immediately understood what Yan Shouyi and the others intended. So, while drawing Yin Hongniang away, he shouted, “Do whatever you intend to do. Though I am old, I won’t die at the hands of Yin Hongniang!” With Lü Jing’s words, Yan Shouyi was at ease. He drew his Soul Slayer blade and strode towards Fang Qiu!
“Xiao Long, use the submachine gun to block his movement, A’Gong, send your paper figures to tie down Fang Qiu. Luo Ning, flank Fang Qiu with me, and Zhu Shanzao, attack from the side!” Zhu Shanzao was stunned, “Boss, you know me too well!”
“Enough nonsense, can you do it?”
“Absolutely!” Receiving Yan Shouyi’s command, everyone immediately coordinated their actions. Seeing the group approach, Fang Qiu understood their intentions and immediately retreated, clutching the embroidered shoe. However, Long Feicheng, holding the paper submachine gun, unleashed a barrage of shots behind Fang Qiu. *Brrrrt…* Fang Qiu’s movements were disrupted, forcing him to take a detour. Before he could run a few steps, A’Gong, riding a paper bird, blocked his path. Simultaneously, he spread his arms, and two giant paper pythons emerged from his sleeves! With three formidable beings, even Fang Qiu had to avoid their edge. Turning back, Yan Shouyi had already arrived! *Clang!* Fang Qiu’s reaction speed was incredibly fast; he immediately raised his sword to block. Yan Shouyi’s attack was blocked, and without hesitation, he crouched down and delivered a sweeping kick to Fang Qiu! Unexpectedly, Fang Qiu stomped his foot down fiercely onto the ground, driving his foot into the marble floor more than ten centimeters deep, stabilizing himself like a Buddha! Yan Shouyi’s sweeping kick landed on Fang Qiu’s calf, failing to knock him down, but it did deliver a heavy blow to his leg. Even if this kick didn’t cripple Fang Qiu, it was enough to affect his subsequent movements! But Fang Qiu only grunted, then his expression turned fierce. Yan Shouyi, whom he had looked down upon, had repeatedly embarrassed him. Now, in a formal engagement, he had suffered a disadvantage. How could he tolerate this? Fang Qiu immediately began chanting a spell, forming hand seals, and punched towards Yan Shouyi! His fist was enveloped in black mist, and the vague outline of a skull could be seen. It was evident that taking this punch from Fang Qiu would be disastrous. But just as Fang Qiu’s fist was about to land on Yan Shouyi, a hand grasped Fang Qiu’s wrist! Fang Qiu looked up and saw a strange figure wearing a mask. “You’re courting death!” Without a word, he immediately threw another punch! But it was still caught by the masked man! “Don’t you have a third hand?” Luo Ning poked her head out from behind the masked man and smiled faintly at Fang Qiu. Fang Qiu was startled, then shocked to discover that the masked man before him actually had six arms! The masked man was none other than the little Nezha refined by Luo Ning using corpse-stitching techniques. “Little Nezha, beat him up!” Luo Ning commanded. The little Nezha’s free four arms immediately swung their fists, landing punch after punch on Fang Qiu’s chest. Its fisticuffs were extremely fast, akin to a torrential storm. Fang Qiu was immediately forced to retreat, even spitting blood from his mouth. Long Feicheng shouted from afar, “This Fang Qiu isn’t as formidable as he seemed!” “It’s likely that Elder Lü Jing had already depleted some of his strength earlier,” A’Gong said cautiously. After taking a beating, Fang Qiu retreated more than ten steps and finally regained his senses. He quickly called out Yin Hongniang’s name. Yin Hongniang, who was fighting Lü Jing, couldn’t disengage to help but waved her hand, sending out a blood thread. The blood thread flashed past, instantly severing all six of the little Nezha’s arms! Fang Qiu was even holding two severed arms. Luo Ning’s expression changed, “Not good, trouble is brewing!” Fang Qiu let out a cold snort, discarded the two arms, kicked the now combat-ineffective little Nezha away, and then lunged to grab Luo Ning’s neck! Fang Qiu was now completely enraged; if he managed to touch Luo Ning, he could snap her neck in just one second! In this critical moment, Zhu Shanzao, who had been waiting for an opportunity, finally got his chance! He ran with momentum, then leaped up, and with his head, slammed forcefully into Fang Qiu’s waist! “Eat my charge, Old Pig!” Zhu Shanzao shouted. Long Feicheng winced just watching, squinting and saying, “Old Jin, wouldn’t that blow to the waist cripple his kidneys?” Old Jin nodded sympathetically, “Even if Yin Hongniang can be resurrected, she won’t get to enjoy the pleasure of being a woman.” Fang Qiu was sent flying by the impact, rolling several times upon landing. He took a moment to catch his breath, got up holding his waist, and spat out several mouthfuls of blood. His appearance was utterly pathetic! “You bunch of ignorant juniors…” “Save those harsh words for when you’re in hell.” Before Fang Qiu could finish his threat, Yan Shouyi had appeared behind him without anyone noticing! *Divert Gold Light Technique!* Yan Shouyi, holding his Soul Slayer blade, was preparing to deliver a fatal blow to Fang Qiu. But Fang Qiu was no pushover; he immediately turned around, a dagger appearing in his hand, and fiercely stabbed it into Yan Shouyi’s calf. Just this momentary pain caused the Soul Slayer blade to deviate, failing to kill Fang Qiu, only severing one of his arms! Even so, it made Fang Qiu cry out in pain. The severed arm flew several meters away, still twitching. “Husband!!” Seeing this, Yin Hongniang became enraged, instantly repelling Lü Jing and transforming into a red light, charging towards Yan Shouyi! A’Gong, seeing the situation turn grim, sent out his paper bird and paper snake to protect Yan Shouyi. But they only managed to delay her for a moment before Yin Hongniang reached Yan Shouyi! “Yan Shouyi, be careful!” Lü Jing shouted with concern. Yan Shouyi was also terrified, as this Yin Hongniang was indeed terrifying. He quickly used the Golden Light Incantation to completely envelop himself and focused his attention on Yin Hongniang, anticipating her attacks. Yin Hongniang intertwined her ten fingers, transforming the blood threads into a large net and casting it towards Yan Shouyi! If Yan Shouyi failed to dodge, his body would likely be cut into pieces. Even as a Heavenly Fiend Corpse Puppet, he might not be able to regenerate! “Calm… calm… I must remain calm!” “The net woven from blood threads still has gaps. As long as I’m careful, I might be able to slip through the gaps!” “My fate is not to die here, I can definitely survive!” In that instant, countless thoughts flashed through Yan Shouyi’s mind. He even saw Lin Zitong’s image. He gritted his teeth and, at the last moment, leaped up, emerging from the blood net! “Awesome!!” Long Feicheng couldn’t help but shout, “That’s my Yan Ge!” Seeing Yan Shouyi actually emerge from the blood net, everyone couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. This Yan Shouyi always managed to surprise them! However, upon landing, Yan Shouyi stood frozen in place. Suddenly, his left arm detached and fell off! “Boss?!” Zhu Shanzao was startled. Yan Shouyi sighed. To slip through the blood net, he had been forced to sacrifice an arm. Although he lost an arm, the power of the Heavenly Fiend Corpse Puppet should allow his arm to grow back. Sacrificing an arm for a chance to survive was a very worthwhile transaction. Luo Ning, who knew Yan Shouyi’s secret, did not show any worry. She simply smiled casually, “It’s good that you’re alive.” However… Yin Hongniang would not be appeased so easily! “You… you dare to injure my husband like this!!” Yin Hongniang roared in fury, “I will kill all of you! Every last one of you!!” “Elder Lü Jing, quickly pull this crazy woman away!” Long Feicheng shouted, “We can’t deal with her!” However, Lü Jing’s face darkened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, collapsing to the ground weakly. Long Feicheng was stunned: “No way, old man, are you going AFK at a time like this?!” Huang Hai and Zhou Yuquan hurried to help Lü Jing, only to hear him say weakly, “Fang Qiu is not simple either. This battle has indeed injured my vital energy… I am not Yin Hongniang’s match now. If you have no other options, you should flee first!” They had already fought to this point; why would they run? Not to mention Yan Shouyi, even Long Feicheng felt indignant! But now, Liu Jingkang was being restrained by Bai Shixi, and Yan Shouyi had lost an arm. Fang Qiu was still alive! Who among the people present had the ability to deal with Yin Hongniang and Fang Qiu? A sense of despair couldn’t help but arise in their hearts. Was it destined for them to fail again today? Fang Qiu analyzed the situation on the battlefield and found that he was still at an advantage, and couldn’t help but laugh. But he soon coughed up blood again due to his internal injuries from laughing. “Cough… cough! To push me to this point, you are not ordinary folk. I had a very satisfying fight today, so I’ll give you ten seconds to escape! Ten seconds later, Yin Hongniang and I will go on a killing spree. Anyone who dares to remain will only meet their death!” Faced with Fang Qiu’s threat, everyone began to consider retreating. If they couldn’t win, perhaps escaping now was an opportunity? “Don’t rush… who says we must run?” At this moment, Yan Shouyi suddenly spoke. Everyone looked at Yan Shouyi in unison. They saw Yan Shouyi silently discard his Soul Slayer blade, then take out a blood-stained embroidered shoe from his chest…