The Invincible Supreme Medical God
Chapter 394 - 273: Gale Princess_2

Chapter 394: Chapter 273: Gale Princess_2

Looking at everything, Deng Wu’s face revealed an expression of excitement, as he prepared to draft the inscription pattern to capture those new souls. However, his demeanor caused Yan Xiaobao to frown.

"Don’t," he uttered a single word, and Deng Wu understood what wasn’t spoken. Clearly, although they had already killed them, Yan Xiaobao wasn’t certain whether they had done something irredeemable that would justify barring them from Reincarnation. Deng Wu sighed deeply and canceled the inscription pattern, allowing the dissipating souls to enter the Void World.

Though the souls were granted Reincarnation, their bodies were now under the control of soul shadows purchased by Deng Wu earlier, circling around Hui Yue and Kuang Fengji.

The captain felt her heart sink into her chest. While she knew she had a chance to confront the white-haired boy, she did not feel capable of defeating everyone present. Anger surged momentarily through her eyes.

"Don’t worry," the white-haired boy smiled. It was a smile that never reached his eyes. "If you manage to defeat me, we’ll allow you to leave freely."

With that said, he gazed at the mocking woman whose hand gripped a black dagger.

Kuang Fengji narrowed her eyes. She didn’t trust him in the slightest, yet she had no choice but to try, hoping for the best.

Corpses controlled by souls, the white-haired boy’s three friends, and a monstrous oversized flower gathered around the two of them, ensuring escape was impossible should she attempt it.

A sigh escaped her lips. Even if she wanted to flee, there was nowhere to go. The tunnel was blocked by dense vegetation, and the path behind led to a small town lacking cultivation techniques. They offered no help in such a battle.

Kuang Fengji gritted her teeth, swords circling her wrists as she exploded forward with forceful stomps, unleashing her attack on the young man ahead of her. Her swords gleamed under the dim light, their precision sharp enough that Yan Xiaobao dared not underestimate them.

Yan Xiaobao raised his black blood dagger and employed a transforming weapon to craft his own short sword. He then infused it with his spiritual energy and Metal Element Flames.

With both weapons raised high, Yan Xiaobao courageously opposed the cultivator charging toward him, showing no signs of retreat.

Deng Wu, Sha Yun, and Wang Julong felt uneasy, sensing the fluctuating energy behind the captain. Though Yan Xiaobao dared to confront it, their concerns filled their hearts.

Spiritual energy surged from Yan Xiaobao’s core, wrapping his body in a protective layer of energy. A scarlet hue exploded forward, followed by an eerie tranquility in the air.

The unexpected atmosphere was both chilling and serenely calm, unsettling Kuang Fengji as she refocused her spirit toward her prepared strike.

One of the white-haired boy’s eyes was profoundly deep, like a boundless ocean, while the other was blood red, resembling a Blood Demon’s essence. His body emitted red and blue vapors that coiled over the clouds behind him. Right before collision, silver inscriptions gleamed on the black dagger in his hand.

Kuang Fengji sensed an abrupt surge of power emanating from the young man’s body, filling her heart with unease. She bit down so hard that the taste of blood filled her mouth. Every ounce of her soul was poured into the attack before her.

The energy prior to their collision was unlike anything seen before, rippling outward and pushing everyone back. The two combatants shot backward from the impact, their bodies slamming into the tunnel walls.

Struggling to stand, Kuang Fengji looked down at herself in disbelief. The sight of a hole beside her shook her entire being. Her stomach and lower torso were completely gone, her blood and organs spilling onto the ground.

As she slowly slumped to the floor, doubt consumed her gaze, and the blackened world descended upon her, taking her away.

All air fled from Yan Xiaobao’s lungs as he crashed against the tunnel wall with a loud thud, followed closely by a spray of blood.

Yan Xiaobao felt his body drained of spiritual energy, and he knew that if the woman miraculously survived the final attack, he wouldn’t be able to stop her from leaving.

Yan Xiaobao was a man who never went back on his word. While seeing her leave would deeply displease him, he wouldn’t retract what he had previously declared.

Sliding down the wall, Yan Xiaobao felt a massive wound along his back, not to mention the damage to his meridians from excessive spiritual energy usage.

Forcing his body upright, his legs trembled weakly. Blood streamed from the wound on his back, as well as another injury on his head.

Muttering under his breath, Yan Xiaobao couldn’t help but feel dizzy as he slowly moved toward the other end of the tunnel, where he saw the faint silhouette of the woman ahead.

Feeling remorse for the deaths within the cave-town caused by Sha Yun, Yan Xiaobao refused to allow Deng Wu to seal the souls of strangers, no matter the horrors they committed. However, this was different.

The Dragon Army were those who captured the people Yan Xiaobao sought to save. It would’ve been better if he didn’t need to kill them. Yet, if he allowed even one to escape, their remaining days in the Holy Dungeon would only worsen as outlaws.

The pursuit was nothing like anything Yan Xiaobao ever enjoyed, driving his ruthless order for the Dragon Army members to be killed.

Yan Xiaobao finally reached the other end of the tunnel, seeing that half of her body was gone. Relief washed over his face as he realized they could finally proceed with relative safety.

"We’ll rest for a bit," Yan Xiaobao gritted through clenched teeth, enduring pain’s violent throbs that threatened to overwhelm his consciousness, "Sha Yun, take over and make it appear like Demon Beast attacks. Julong, you handle Sun and keep Wu away from her! Wu, come here and tend to me."

Upon receiving orders, Yan Xiaobao collapsed to the ground, green light enveloping him, healing his body slowly but steadily.

Seeing the woman now dead, Deng Wu followed Yan Xiaobao’s command, first retrieving a blanket from his storage stone. He laid it on the ground before resting the young, white-haired boy upon it while he recovered.

Deng Wu sat beside Yan Xiaobao, pulling out his inscription tools to re-summon the soul shadows he had previously used to kill the Dragon Army and encircle the captain. Knowing Yan Xiaobao disliked him using new souls for soul shadows, he carefully handled the few remaining ones.

He had used many soul shadows during the battle at Liluo City. Back then, he had tried to capture every dying person’s soul, but after the battle, he realized the inscriptions he crafted were flawed, dissipating all souls into the Void World.

Reflecting on it, Deng Wu considered it an error he had let go because he knew Yan Xiaobao would’ve been furious if those people were made slaves of their second lives.

As Deng Wu gazed at the peacefully sleeping Yan Xiaobao on the blanket, he couldn’t help but smile.

Since childhood, he had loathed life in Liluo City. Obtaining the small statue made him feel even more so.

While Deng Wu felt his family admired him greatly, he knew it wasn’t the place he wished to spend his days. One day, he wanted to escape, journey far, and experience epic adventures.

Then he met Yan Xiaobao, the refreshing new boy. He helped save his family and now led Deng Wu on adventures. Gratitude for the kindness and friendship shown by the black-haired boy filled him with excitement, pledging to follow his friend’s every command, even if it meant facing death itself.

As he contemplated death, Rong Xing’s image surfaced in his mind, sparking a longing in his heart. Thinking of his childhood friend, a sigh escaped his lips. Resolving to sneak a look at Sun, he acknowledged the woman wasn’t just an ordinary figure.

As Deng Wu glanced toward the woman, Wang Julong’s piercing gaze startled him, prompting Deng Wu to quickly turn toward Sha Yun at work.

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