A Night of Desperation

Chapter 309: Retaliation 1

Powerful corrosive flames completely dissolve everything. The contour of the woman’s body, along with her clothes, gradually becomes indiscernible.

Yu Hong watches all of this, his face showing neither grief nor joy.

"To possess strong spiritual power, yet to dwell only within a weak physical body, no... it should be said that in pursuit of formidable spiritual power, it instead overexploits the body, causing such a deformed imbalance to emerge.... This place’s system..."

He glances at the burly man’s direction, the so-called copper corpse and the man’s body are both engulfed by dark red flames.

This man is obviously in a worse state, lacking in agility and speed, he was submerged by the flames almost instantly.

Yu Hong left two copper corpses untouched, intending to get closer and examine them in detail.

Suddenly, the crescent pendant on his chest begins to tremble slightly, sending out threads of piercing pain.

"?? What’s happening?"

Yu Hong reaches for Guang Han, thinks for a moment, and slightly infuses it with a wisp of Daoist energy.

In an instant, a wisp of moon-white smoke shoots out from Guang Han.

The smoke, upon touching the ground, transforms into a jade disc about three meters in diameter.

An S-shaped crack at the center of the disc slowly opens, revealing a pitch-black vortex.

"Hungry..."

"Hungry..."

A deep and overlapping voice, resembling the crying of a woman, drifts out from the void.

Yu Hong narrows his eyes at the hole, the first time he has summoned this so-called Guang Han. Regarding the Inheritance Dao Artifact from Heaven, he actually harbors distrust in his heart.

But distrust aside, as long as the power can be used by him, he does not care about the entity’s nature...

"Hungry!"

All of a sudden, a grisly human face full of pits bursts out from the vortex.

This face is over two meters wide, its eyes are narrow as if squinting, resembling a fat woman with excessively thick makeup, a large mouth filled with sharp serrated teeth, taking up more than half of the face.

"So hungry!!!"

A neck as thick as the huge face followed, resembling the body of a python. The head was covered with numerous tentacle-like, writhing lines as hair.

No sooner had she lunged out than she twisted her head and pounced towards Yu Hong, her massive mouth opening to expose nine layers of dense, sharp teeth, biting towards his head.

Boom!!!

A huge hand, like lightning, slaps her on the side of her face, sending the face flying sideways.

The face, like a cannonball, crashes into the square’s floor, creating a brown ravine that fades from deep to shallow.

Dust flies, stones scatter, and at the end of the more than ten-meter-long ravine, the brown face, dragging behind a neck like a giant python, rises again from the ground and howls skyward.

Hungry!!!

Rings of invisible spiritual power, like ripples, spread out in all directions.

Yu Hong gazes intently at the foe, carefully assessing her approximate strength.

’So this is Chang’e? Using my Fear Shadow as a vessel, summoning Divine Intent from Heaven, and what shows up is this thing? Level Nine strength it does possess, but... it’s not enough.’

Hungry!

Suddenly, the huge face twists again, and in a python-like strike, lunges again towards Yu Hong.

Opening her wide mouth, she releases a powerful swirling suction force. In a blink, she crosses more than ten meters and appears right before Yu Hong.

"My summoned entity dares to rebel against me??!"

Yu Hong’s face reveals deep blue lines, terrifyingly fierce. His Inner Qi surges as he swiftly extends his right arm.

Boom!

Another hefty slap lands on Chang’e’s right face, causing her head to twist, spitting out black blood, her whole body trembling, half of her face’s flesh splitting open and crumbling away.

Boom!

Before she could regain her senses, another lightning-fast slap struck her left cheek.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

In just a few seconds, Chang’e’s face is slapped repeatedly more than a dozen times, sending chunks of flesh flying and black blood splattering on the ground.

Finally, after a miserable scream, she wanted to flee but was caught by Yu Hong, who indiscriminately kicked her right leg.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

In just over a dozen seconds of the heavy assault, her body was like a torn sack, and her face nearly split in two from the force of the kicks.

"Hungry..."

She still makes sounds, but compared to the beginning, the noise now is nothing more than moaning and whimpering.

"Get lost," Yu Hong, wiping the blood off his hands, tosses her away impatiently.

Chang’e doesn’t dare to make another sound and obediently, with her battered face, trembles as she flies back into the vortex.

Soon, with a soft click, the vortex slowly disappears. The crescent pendant also trembles slightly, returning to calm.

’With just a trace of Daoist energy input, the summoned Chang’e possesses Level Nine strength, tough as the Black Giant. What if I input more Daoist energy, or even Inner Qi tainted with Cosmic Divine Light... what would happen then?’

Moreover, Cosmic Divine Light is theoretically infinite, but Inner Qi is finite. What if Cosmic Divine Light is directly introduced? The only problem is that Chang’e seems not so easily controlled, prone to backfire.

As Yu Hong ponders, he orders the Dragon Lizards to handle the aftermath.

The remaining copper corpses, without their controller, merely stand still, making them easy to deal with. The Dragon Lizards forcibly twist off their limbs and drag them into the shadows.

After clearing the scene, Yu Hong thinks for a moment, lifts the unconscious Zheng Ming, and still turns to head for Qingchen Temple.

He still needs to use Qingchen Temple as a stepping stone to reach higher contacts; this path cannot be cut off arbitrarily.

After all, he has already invested so much time and effort.

Another thing, Yu Mo and the other high-ranking members of Qingchen Temple treated him well, they had established a good interpersonal relationship, and there was no need to start over.

Judging by the tone of those two just now, there were far more than just a few of them, so it was better to go back and check to avoid any worries.

In the whooshing sounds.

The surrounding Dragon Lizards disappeared into the shadows one after another, going back into hiding.

These Dragon Lizards, being Wuji Palace Daoist Soldiers, were able to enter a hibernation-like state when inactive, dramatically reducing consumption.

They could occasionally wake up to hunt fish and shrimp in the sea to sustain themselves, which was very maintenance-free.

Yu Hong thought for a moment, dispersing a few to the surroundings to keep guard.

He himself picked up his pace towards Qingchen Temple.

He had thought it through; once he arrived, if he needed to take action, he would primarily use Daoist Magic Techniques, minimizing the exposure of his other Cultivation Techniques to avoid suspicion.

Judging by Guang Han’s performance just now, if he input a bit more Daoist essence, his strength might even increase. There shouldn’t be any problem...

If this was still not enough, then he would have to input Inner Qi, or... input Cosmic Divine Light.

At least the Cosmic Divine Light was endless, and he could use it freely. But that was the last resort.

Of course, if even using Cosmic Divine Light didn’t suffice, the last option would be to utilize the strength of his true form, and the Dragon of Xianglv, etc. However, he didn’t believe anyone here could force him to do that.

In the back courtyard of Qingchen Temple.

Yuan Ming abruptly narrowed his eyes and turned his head toward the distance.

His vast spiritual power used Daoist Magic Techniques to leave marks on the other two.

But at that moment, the marks dispersed.

"Both marks have dispersed... Chasing a group of Disciple Level Magicians... Could it be that both Primordial Embryos have failed?"

The unexpected complication in the plan split Yuan Ming’s focus, causing the magic that was suppressing the old Taoists to weaken.

In the backyard, large swathes of white cloth formed into a cocoon, which was now being pushed up from the inside by unevenly sized bulges.

Clearly, people inside were frantically trying to breakout.

Ssst!

Suddenly, a tear appeared on the side of the cocoon.

This tear made Yuan Ming groan, and a cut appeared on the back of his hand.

The power of this Technique was so formidable because he had fused it with his own skin, continually refining and strengthening it with his Essence Qi and spiritual essence. While others could only cultivate for a few hours a day, he could passively enhance it continuously for twenty-four hours.

But such an approach came with drawbacks; once such a Technique was broken, the backlash was much greater than that of an ordinary Technique.

"Boss?!" The other two Primordial Embryos, who were responsible for assisting in the suppression, turned their heads toward Yuan Ming upon seeing the trouble.

Yuan Ming stayed silent for a moment.

’It seems that not only has there been an unexpected event there, but my estimation here was also mistaken. These old Taoists are stronger than I thought...’

He glanced at his watch and made a swift decision.

"We’re running out of time; we didn’t manage to seal them off, and Ku Chan may arrive at any time, retreat!"

He decisively waved his hand, canceling the Technique. Transforming into a shadowy figure, he retreated in the blink of an eye, entering the shadows and disappearing from sight.

The other two Primordial Embryos also hurriedly followed suit, whereas the three betraying old Taoists of the Yu Generation panicked.

"Wait! You can’t do this!! We had an agreement!!"

"How can we manage if you all leave!?"

These three had long been corroded by indulgence, their strength had regressed to the point where they might not even beat Zheng Ming, and knowing they were done for as the main force fled, their faces immediately showed visible panic.

But Yuan Ming and the other two didn’t pay any attention to them; with their lousy strength and weak wills, such trash didn’t even qualify to be their outer circle.

The three disappeared in the blink of an eye.

With a crisp rip.

The white cloth cocoon, with no one to maintain the follow-up Techniques, also collapsed on its own, fading and disappearing.

Revealing inside four old Taoists panting for breath, covered in sweat.

The youngest of the four was in his sixties, and the eldest was over eighty. After a fierce battle, they were nearly exhausted.

"Where are they?!" Yu Hen, worthy of being the Temple Master and best maintained, immediately swept around fiercely as soon as he emerged. Despite claiming he was on the verge of collapsing, he was the one who lasted the longest and was in the best condition.

When he realized Yuan Ming and the others were gone and only the half-escaped old traitor was left,

"You still want to escape?!"

He roared angrily and immediately rushed up, kicking one of them squarely in the backside.

The man let out a yelp as he tumbled to the ground, unable to rise again.

"Damn it! I provided you with everything, food, drink, and play. I gave you anything you asked for, and this is how you treat me?!"

"I bust my ass every day trying to earn money to support you, and this is how you repay me?!"

He climbed onto the back of the old man, curling his fists and landing a flurry of punches.

"We were wrong, we were wrong. Please forgive us this once!!" The old Taoist on the ground pleaded as he was being beaten.

Not just him, but the other two were also being beaten up by Yu Mo and two others.

A few old men, panting heavily and kicking wildly like youngsters.

When Yu Hong walked in, this was the scene he entered.

He let out a sigh of relief, placed Zheng Ming down by the courtyard wall, and walked inside.

"Master! Temple Master! Are you alright?"

He naturally displayed an expression of tiredness and urgency, rushing forward to help up the old Taoist Yu Mo.