"No spreading of wings," Wu Yue God said indifferently, also employing the power of "speak and follow."
When Spoken Witch perford "speak and follow," the words uttered were not just voiced through his throat. Each phrase, filled with Soul Power, would resonate in everyone's hearts, even without sound.
The next instant, all the wings of the Transford Golden Crows stiffened at their sides, unable to move. Their bodies, soaring through the skies, abruptly plumted and were caught by an Evil Ghost, which opened its bloody maw and bit into the neck of a Golden Crow, trying to tear off a piece of flesh.
"Claws hard, beak sharp," Xi Ying imdiately said.
As the words ended, the Golden Crow grasped by the ghost struggled violently. Its sharp beak pecked directly at the eyes of the Evil Ghost, forcing it to release its grip and lean back, yet it stubbornly refused to let go of the wings it held.
Then, the Golden Crow instantly flapped its three legs, like daggers, their sharp claws easily tearing through the Evil Ghost's arms, freeing itself. It then transford into Golden Light and flew back to the brow of Xi Ying.
However, these Evil Ghosts were not physical beings; they were essentially Divine Soul Transformations of Wu Yue God. The wounds appeared severe but were swiftly repaired by the Soul Power Wu Yue God emitted, and the lost arms regrew.
After this exchange, both sides seed evenly matched, but Xi Ying sharply noticed that the aura of the Golden Crow returning to her Sea of Consciousness had weakened significantly, seemingly having permanently lost so of its power.
Wu Yue God suddenly shook his head and slapped downwards with his hand.
Endless black smoke rose up, gathering in the sky to form a massive hand that blotted out the sun. The multitudes of Golden Flas dispatched by Xi Ying now seed like flickering flas within the palm, failing even to fully illuminate the gigantic hand.
Xi Ying opened her mouth, and the Golden Dragon Scissors burst forth, transforming into two golden dragons, instantly breaking through the heavens and flashing past the giant hand from outside.
The next instant, the giant hand cracked into pieces as though it were cut in half by soone. The fingers and the palm split apart and in a blink, transford into six giant pythons, entangling the Golden Dragon Scissors in combat.
Wu Yue God slightly furrowed his brow, apparently recognizing the Golden Dragon Scissors and feeling sowhat puzzled.
Xi Ying showed no hesitation, her hands quickly forming a spell. From the brow ca forth two more Golden Crows. Although unable to spread their wings, they rged into one and transford into a blazing sun that slowly rose into the sky.
Under the scorching sun, the skin of the giant pythons, transford from the Great Black Sky God Palm, quickly began to emit white smoke. In the blink of an eye, they were about to dissolve completely under the sunlight, just as had happened in Yuhua City.
But at this mont, Wu Yue God suddenly ford a spell with his hands. The Evil Ghosts within the Blood Flas gathered together. Their forms blurred and lded into each other, aggregating upward like mud into a hundred-foot-tall Cyclops Evil Ghost, which opened its mouth and unleashed a silent roar at the suspended "Sun."
Xi Ying inwardly cursed the situation, imdiately forming a spell trying to call back the "Sun."
But just then, the Cyclops Evil Ghost suddenly inhaled deeply, its chest bulging as a powerful suction force ford a vortex before its tooth-filled maw, continuously pulling at the "Sun" transford from the Golden Crow, directing its flas into the mouth of the Evil Ghost.
The purely Yang and utterly rigid flas of the Golden Crow, which could burn all filth, once inside the mouth of the Evil Ghost, seed as ineffective as false flas, completely powerless.
Xi Ying's face paled slightly, aware that Divine Soul Transformation was akin to a form of soul splitting, and losing any part of it could severely impact a Soul Cultivator's Divine Soul.
And if devoured, with Wu Yue God's skills, it might not be impossible for him to obtain so of Xi Ying's mories!
Xi Ying imdiately tried to forcibly recall the Golden Crow, when Wu Yue God spoke again:
"The soul appears and does not return."
As the words ended, Xi Ying imdiately felt the connection with the "Sun" transford from the Golden Crow being blocked by an inexplicable force, temporarily unable to recall it.
Xi Ying slamd her hands together furiously, then pulled at the void vertically. A fluctuation erged montarily, but upon closer examination, there was nothing between her palms, no spirit light appeared.
Wu Yue God also noticed Xi Ying's movents. Just as he looked up, he saw Xi Ying's arms suddenly shake, pushing outward with her palms, the invisible fluctuation flashed and was gone.
The next instant, Wu Yue God felt an intense pain in his soul. At this sa mont, a large wound, as big as a bowl, appeared on the neck of the Cyclops Evil Ghost in the Blood Flas, as if pierced by a spear.
And at the edge of the wound, tiny golden flas burned intensely, blocking all Soul Power infusion, preventing the Evil Ghost from repairing the wound.
The suction from the mouth of the Evil Ghost diminished significantly, allowing the "Sun" transford from the Golden Crow to seize the opportunity to struggle free.
Simultaneously, Xi Ying twisted her fingers, seemingly about to cast another Magic, but Wu Yue God would not let her succeed. His eyes flashed darkly, and in an instant, two beams of black light shot out, entering Xi Ying's Sea of Consciousness, causing her body to stiffen and stop moving altogether.
Yet after landing a successful hit, Wu Yue God frowned.
His Nili Divine Eye could indeed capture souls and subdue spirits, but as a Spoken Witch, he shouldn't have been caught by the initial attack so easily.
It was an Illusion Technique!
Wu Yue God quickly ford a spell, a Illusion-breaking Technique ready to erge, but just then, he felt a sudden pain in his forehead.
A silver-white spear extended from behind his head, its tip piercing through his entire skull. Large patches of golden flas burst forth along the smooth blade, engulfing Wu Yue God's body.
Behind him, Xi Ying hovered in mid-air, holding the spear Magic Treasure in one hand and continuously invoking the Golden Crow Fla with the other hand, burning Wu Yue God's body.
In the fire, the Wu Yue God's physical body lted rapidly, and soon only his Divine Soul and the evil ghost form of his Divine Soul Transformation remained. They tried several tis to break through the fire but were blocked by Xi Ying every ti, ultimately dissipating completely in despair.
Along with the death of their master, the lone-eyed evil ghost also vanished rapidly, and the endless Blood Flas began to fade bit by bit.
Seeing this, Xi Ying let out a sigh of relief, about to retract her spear Magic Treasure, but her heart suddenly startled as if sensing sothing wrong.
Wu Yue God, was he really that easy to kill?
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She abruptly realized this, flipped her right hand, and took out the illusion-breaking talisman specially prepared for her by Golden Dawn Fairy, then slapped it onto herself.
In an instant, Xi Ying's Divine Soul felt a cool relief, and the scenery around her instantly changed. She was still standing in the sa spot, surrounded by raging Blood Flas, and the lone-eyed evil ghost reappeared in mid-air, now catching the Sun transford by the Golden Crow.
"The talisman is nice, but it's too late," Wu Yue God said, looking at Xi Ying from a distance, shaking his head with a light chuckle.
The first spell of "speak and follow" that Xi Ying had cast had lost its effect, and the oddly quiet sky was once again filled with the sounds of battle.
Then, a thunderous roar from the lone-eyed evil ghost overwheld all other sounds.
The sonic waves forced Xi Ying to cast magic in response, but this caused her to miss the last chance to save her Divine Soul Transformation.
The next mont, with a gulping sound, the lone-eyed evil ghost swallowed the Sun whole, and Xi Ying's face imdiately turned pale, her Divine Soul Aura plumting.
Wu Yue God narrowed his eyes, and after a mont's digestion, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Xi Zheng is indeed fortunate to have a daughter like you," he said, seemingly genuinely praising her.
Xi Ying didn't respond, her hands suddenly loosened, and the spear she was gripping vanished once more, disappearing into the air, its point of attack unknown.
However, Wu Yue God waved his hand, and a half-human-tall stone statue appeared beside him, its figure identical to Wu Yue God except its face was blank, void of any features.
As soon as the statue appeared, Xi Ying imdiately felt the presence of Desire Power emanating from it.
However, unlike the Desire Power collected by Yuan Ming through the Stealing Heaven Tripod, the Desire Power within the statue appeared to Xi Ying as dark mud, exuding a suffocating stench.
Just one extra glance made Xi Ying genuinely uncomfortable, and it seed as though she could hear the painful screams of countless beings in her ears.
Desire Power, the product of faith and gratitude, is always influenced by human intent.
Killing in the na of faith, prayers containing evil thoughts, gratitude fulfilling desires...
And what the statue held was just that, Desire Power dominated by pain, resentnt, fear, and other negative emotions.
After summoning the statue, Wu Yue God imdiately raised his right hand, drawing characters in the void, evidently about to cast the Evil Curse Kill again.
This ti, however, no Black Abyss appeared under his feet, instead a small split appeared on the forehead of the statue next to him, and the mud-like Desire Power erged, rushing towards the characters he wrote in the air.
Normally, anyone with cultivation lower than Wu Yue God could not directly observe the casting process of Curse Killing, but Xi Ying's Divine Soul Power was now no less than Wu Yue God's.
Observing him casting, she promptly pinched a spell, and in the void, an invisible fluctuation flashed by as her Lifebound Magical Treasure, the Chenxia Spear, while remaining unseen, swirled and shot towards the statue.
As the Chenxia Spear approached the statue, a giant black hand suddenly appeared above it and grabbed it with the speed of lightning.
Although it was a Lifebound Magical Treasure, Xi Ying had been promoted to Spoken Witch too recently to refine the Chenxia Spear further; the runes on it were not strong enough. Once Wu Yue God was on his guard, it was hard for it to escape his notice.
Xi Ying's heart sank, and the spell in her hand changed instantly, causing massive Golden Flas to rise from the Chenxia Spear, instantly lting the giant black hand.
Simultaneously, Wu Yue God had finished writing, and the characters "Xi Ying" floating in mid-air finally took shape, then were rapidly enveloped by the negative Desire Power erging from the statue, disappearing in mid-air and appearing inside Xi Ying's Sea of Consciousness.
Unlike Yuan Ming's account, the negative Desire Power appeared not inside her Divine Soul but seed influenced by the strength of her Divine Soul.
Curse Killing was not lethal enough to harm a Spoken Witch!
Nevertheless, with the Curse Killing cast through the statue, its power still far surpassed what Yuan Ming had endured.
As the surging negative Desire Power struck her Divine Soul, Xi Ying experienced a mont of stupor. When she regained her senses, a giant black hand had already appeared above her head, reaching out to grab her.
It was too late to dodge at this mont, but just at the critical mont, Xi Ying suddenly pointed towards the Chenxia Spear, a white rune instantly lighting up on it, and suddenly her surroundings were enveloped by an unexpected burst of white light, vanishing from her original spot.
The giant black hand grasped down but caught nothing.
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