From that Baleful Star, he felt the power of a bloodline.
It was the bloodline of the person who had taken his organs!
In that instant, Yin Yang’s eyes turned uncontrollably red.
Influenced by him, the blade-wielding ghost was enveloped in a sky-shaking baleful aura.
Just as the Demigod flew toward them, it threw the zhanmadao in its hand. Then, it kicked the handle of Zhao Youwei’s guandao, caught the sealed object in a reverse grip, and swung it toward Mo Xiang!
Fast.
Too fast.
It all happened in a flash, so fast that Zhao Youwei didn't even have time to react.
They were allies a second ago; why was it stealing his blade now?
Besides, that was a sealed object with its own will. Even if it was stolen, it wouldn't work unless it allowed the wielder to use it.
And with its current strength, what could it even do? Could it even handle the strain?
Clearly, Zhao Youwei’s concerns weren't unfounded. As soon as the blade-wielding ghost gripped the guandao, its form began to dim.
But that didn't stop it. Instead, its movements grew even faster!
Clang!
Mo Xiang swatted away the zhanmadao, only for a guandao to rapidly enlarge before his eyes in the next moment!
Mo Xiang’s expression instantly turned solemn.
The difference between a Demigod and a low Sequence was like the difference between a fit adult and an infant!
In a direct confrontation, a Demigod almost couldn't lose.
But if that infant was holding a gun, it was a different story.
Clang!
Mo Xiang blocked the strike. He was unharmed, but the blade-wielding ghost grew even weaker.
It was as if the infant had a gun, but the recoil was enough to wreck him.
“Die!”
Mo Xiang was furious, assuming this ghost was another accomplice of the Shadow Lotus Church.
His Demigod pressure erupted, surging toward the blade-wielding ghost in waves like a tide.
The ghost’s body groaned under the strain, yet it still gritted its teeth and stepped forward to swing the blade again.
Just then, Jin Zi rushed over, knocking the guandao away with a strike before lunging at the ghost’s chest.
Pfft!
A hole was punched through the ghost’s chest, but it only bared its teeth in a sinister grin and silently mouthed something to Mo Xiang.
Pfft!
Jin Zi attacked again, splitting the blade-wielding ghost in two at the chest.
As if it felt no pain, the ghost continued to grin and made a throat-slitting gesture toward Mo Xiang.
Pfft!
Jin Zi’s third attack completely dissipated the ghost. He then kicked the falling guandao back toward Zhao Youwei.
However, the guandao abruptly changed direction mid-air and flew toward Yin Yang on the ground.
Thud.
The guandao stabbed into the ground right next to the head of Yin Yang’s ‘corpse.’ The sharp blade energy stung his skin.
“Hmm?”
Zhao Youwei was surprised by this, but Mo Xiang and Jin Zi didn't stop for a moment, chasing after the two Shadow Lotus members.
“Lower the barrier! Open the portal!”
The Shadow Lotus Elder, who had transformed into darkness, couldn't help but roar.
Zhuang Liang acted as if he heard nothing, even fleeing in a different direction, clearly intending to separate from the Elder.
“Zhuang Liang!!!”
The Shadow Lotus Elder roared in fury, but Jin Zi and Mo Xiang were already upon him.
Jin Zi clenched his right hand into a fist, and a mist of blood sprayed from his palm. The blood mist clung to the darkness and began to rapidly corrode it, making the Elder howl in agony.
Mo Xiang stepped up and delivered a heavy kick to the bloodstains.
The darkness, which should have been intangible, seemed to gain physical form at that moment, leaving the Elder screaming in pain.
On the other side, Zhao Youwei had already begun chasing Zhuang Liang.
He had heard the Elder’s words; they indeed had a means of teleportation, and it was on Zhuang Liang.
He had already let Zhuang Liang escape once; there wouldn't be a second time!
As for the sealed guandao, he was no longer strong enough to use it again.
All he could do now was stall Zhuang Liang and wait for the two Demigods to finish their opponent and come to his aid.
But at that moment, a slender hand gripped the handle of the guandao as its owner slowly stood up.
Black and red lines of light wove together around him to form a sacrificial robe, and a Nuo opera mask materialized on his face.
Boom!
The stage collapsed, and a giant altar emerged.
It was stained with blood, and the wails of departed souls could even be heard from it.
Yin Yang gripped the guandao and struck the ground with it, his voice hoarse.
“Commence the Rite!”
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Orbs of black and red light emerged and surged into the guandao.
The guandao hummed incessantly, as if it were cheering in joy.
Black and red light glowed along the blade. Even a layman could tell that the weapon had become much stronger!
“Go.”
Swoosh!
The guandao flew out, its target being none other than Mo Xiang!
Mo Xiang’s expression became incredibly solemn. A giant phantom appeared behind him, crossing its arms to block the strike. He, too, was on the Executioner pathway.
Just as Jin Zi was about to help, he heard Mo Xiang shout.
“Kill him first!”
“Fine!”
Jin Zi launched a fierce assault on the Shadow Lotus Elder, battering him until he was forced to return to his true form, wailing all the while.
The scene became even more chaotic.
The moment Mo Xiang saw Yin Yang’s appearance, he immediately connected him to the person Headquarters had mentioned before.
The sacrificial robe.
The Nuo opera mask.
Attacking members of the Security Bureau.
Every single detail matched!
“To think you were birds of a feather with the Shadow Lotus Church. In that case, don't think you're leaving either.”
Mo Xiang kicked the guandao away and charged toward Yin Yang at high speed.
Yin Yang’s left hand quickly formed several hand seals, and then he stomped his foot down hard.
Hum!
The air hummed as a barrier rose from the altar!
Bang!
Mo Xiang slammed directly into the barrier, unable to enter at all.
The guandao he had kicked away spun several times in the air before chasing after him once more.
This time, the guandao was even faster.
Mo Xiang had no choice but to turn back and deal with the weapon first. Yin Yang closed his eyes, sensing silently.
His perception was not wrong. This person indeed shared the same bloodline as the one who had taken his organs—they were direct relatives.
“I want his blood!”
At Yin Yang’s voice, the shadows behind him surged, and the blade-wielding ghost charged out, slashing at Mo Xiang.
This strike actually made Mo Xiang’s hands tremble!
The ghost looked hideous, its eyes crimson as its strikes came fast and fierce!
Mo Xiang had to defend against both the guandao and the blade-wielding ghost. For a moment, he was actually held back.
“AAAHHH!!!”
On the other side, the Shadow Lotus Elder let out a scream as Jin Zi decapitated him.
However, his corpse vanished into thin air, leaving Jin Zi stunned.
Earlier in the battle, the blade-wielding ghost had already placed Sacrifice Brands on the Demigods.
Since you're already here, it would be quite rude to leave without leaving something behind, wouldn't it?
Pfft!
The blade-wielding ghost’s blade sliced open Mo Xiang’s arm. Blood flowed, and a portion of it vanished instantly.
The wound made Mo Xiang even more volatile.
“Die!”
He began attacking the barrier Yin Yang had set up, only to find it was even sturdier than the outer barrier!
There was no way he could break it in a short amount of time.
What made him feel even more uneasy was that the person on the altar was actually dancing!
What was the meaning of this?
Was he mocking me?
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