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Chapter 1555 - Chapter 1555 Chapter 38 Yan Fus Yin Yang Bureau

Chapter 1555: Chapter 38: Yan Fu’s Yin Yang Bureau Chapter 1555: Chapter 38: Yan Fu’s Yin Yang Bureau Evil King Palace’s six Grandmasters suddenly lost three, and the scene instantly turned into eight Heavenly Demons plus one Blood Dragon, facing off against three Grandmasters.

This made the already difficult situation suddenly become even more perilous.

At this point, the three Grandmasters from Evil King Palace no longer considered the problem of besieging the Void Grandmaster but rather had to think of a way to break through.

Perceiving the disappearances of three strong auras, Duan Fengjiu, wielding the blazing phoenix wings, pushed back Chadi holding the Asura blood blade, Demonekhan with an evil eye opening in his palm, and Yeme, who continuously spewed out blood Beasts from the blood book.

The ring of fire drove back three Heavenly Demons, and Nine Phoenix Grandmaster, with a shake of his phoenix feathers, wanted to escape but abruptly halted in his tracks.

The shape of Xiang Liu that Duan Siping had transformed into was entangled by the Blood Dragon, and now with the hands of the third Heavenly Demon, Disaster Pledge freed, he repeatedly drew the Asura Divine Bow.

Each of the red arrows, condensed with the force of tens of thousands of Blood Fiend, could burst a head of Xiang Liu upon impact. Being entangled by the Blood Dragon and Xumi, Xiang Liu had no way to stop Disaster Pledge, who was firing cold arrows, and could only spray poisonous blood in rage. However, this poison that could break through a Grandmaster’s body could not harm the Blood Dragon or Kui Shen, who wore the crimson crown.

Even the Divine Light of Xiang Liu’s sole horn could not break through the blood-filled Rakshasa Demon Body, so the situation appeared extremely passive. But thanks to the characteristic of Xiang Liu’s heads being able to resurrect infinitely as long as Spiritual Energy was abundant, Duan Siping could at least maintain a stalemate in this battle.

However, it was clear to anyone with eyes that fighting one against three was Duan Siping’s limit. If just one more Heavenly Demon joined the battle, the resurrection speed of Xiang Liu’s heads wouldn’t keep up with the destruction, and if he were to flee, the three Heavenly Demons who couldn’t catch up to him would certainly pincer Duan Siping, and that would be near defeat for him.

There was also Duan Zhenyao, the Grandmaster who had transformed into Zheng Yao Dragon, originally suppressing the Heavenly Demon who controlled the crimson moon blade. If it weren’t for the exceptional resilience of the Rakshasa Demon Body, the battle wouldn’t have dragged on this long.

He had intended to quickly defeat his opponent and then support his teammates, but he didn’t expect that the fourth Heavenly Demon, Mo En’s lunar magic blade, not only had offensive capabilities but could also transform into a blood barrier for protection, significantly delaying Duan Zhenyao’s victory.

And with Xumi wielding the Grudge Soul Bone Spear joining, the one-sided situation was once again balanced. Compared to Xiang Liu, a beast adept at group battles, Zheng Yao Dragon, fighting one against two, was not at ease.

Being pushed to this extent by just eight Heavenly Demons, let alone the hidden Void Grandmaster’s breath, Duan Fengjiu felt a sudden chill crawl up his back; the foreboding period of Spiritual Energy depletion seemed closer.

‘Never mind, perhaps this is fate.’

Midair, Duan Fengjiu gave a self-deprecating smile; his azure and crimson feathers slowly lifted, his lips and teeth protruded into an eagle’s beak, and his fiery blazing wings like flames suddenly sprouted from his celestial spirit, covering his whole body. His neck extended, giving birth to one head, then another.

With the highest phoenix head above, and nine human faces below, each expressing different emotions: a yellow-faced, gaunt visage of greed, lips and teeth drooling with lust, eyes as bright as torches with greed, encrusted with deep sorrow, covered with angry veins, deathly pale with sloth, deeply envenomed with envy, and looking down upon everything with pride.

As desires ignited into fire, it burned vast wealth; the eight human resentments, like oil and charcoal, made the flames engulfing Nine Phoenixes distinct from any other.

The Heavenly Demons not fearing anything naturally wouldn’t pause for fear, but as soon as Chadi holding the Asura blood blade approached, he was scorched by the Eight Sins Karma Flame, wailing loudly.

“Ah, ah, ah, what is this fire? Why can’t my Rakshasa Body resist it!”

His retreating form released Evil Qi blood to extinguish the Karma Flame sticking to his body, only to find the firelight, like an illusion of light, could not be quenched even with blood flowing over it.

The more frantic and angry Chadi became, the larger the Karma Flame grew on his body, growing from mere points on his arms to covering half his body.

Watching Chadi scream in agony wrapped in Karma Flame, the other two Heavenly Demons came to a halt in their advance.

Indeed, the Twelve Blood Rakshasas could resurrect infinitely, but this didn’t mean they were exempt from pain. Seeing the first Chadi wailing miserably after just a brush with the Nine-headed Fire Phoenix’s fiery mantle, they dared not move forward.

Fortunately, being blood gods’ descendants, they each possessed a forbidden technique passed down from their Divine Artifacts.

Demonekhan and Yeme exchanged a glance, rallying all their blood Qi towards the distant Nine Phoenixes, unleashing the Asura Divine Artifact.

Massive blood Qi painfully emerged from inside the fifth Heavenly Demon, and millions of red tassels formed in the sky a red vortex. More and more Evil Qi pollution was drawn into the whirlpool, becoming a blood cocoon hanging mid-air.

Suddenly, the blood cocoon, covered in a spider-web of red lines, split open a crack, revealing a bare eyeball, exuding sinister evil.

There was also the book of evil curses absorbing blood Qi and swelling in the wind, rapidly growing gigantic, allowing one to see the abstruse runes on its pages from afar.

“Whooosh, whooosh, whooosh.”

Flipped by some invisible giant hand, the evil runes on the book’s pages grew brighter as they turned, followed by monstrous roars that shook the ground.

From the thick Blood Fiend gathered by the book of evil curses, ugly Blood Beasts leapt out, roaring towards Nine Phoenixes.

“Screeeeech~~~~~~~~”

The phoenix, a divine bird; Nine Phoenixes, the leader of the ancient Phoenix Clan, singing and dancing by itself, with a cry bringing peace to all under heaven and subduing evil filth.

Although it was just a Mimicry Technique’s Dharma Aspect, the long cry of the Nine Phoenix Grandmaster was extraordinary. The horde of charging Blood Beasts was instantly shattered into nothingness and even the Evil Qi clouds looming over Lin Chuan Plain’s sky were drastically purified in an instant.