Chapter 86: Fierce Battle
Late at night, Du Sulin once again did not leave by the main gate, but instead climbed out of a window.
Tonight's sky is dark and profound, the bright moon and stars are all swallowed up by this boundless darkness, only the increasingly frequent lightning flashes repeatedly across the horizon.
"Really want to let her go alone?" Lan'er gazed at the window that had not been closed yet, with dense worry in her eyes. Her heart had a growing sense of unease, like a pot of water about to boil, bubbling up one bubble.
Dong Shuanghe shrugged and stood behind Lan'er, who couldn't see her. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Don't worry too much, her fate is very strong."
Yes, it seems that this is the only saying that can prove that Du Shilin will not have any problems this time.
While thousands of miles away from Xiangyang City, Peng Haotian gazed at the ink-like night sky, lost in thought.
After a long time, he called his subordinates and ordered: "Go to the city of Junma, help Du Siling when necessary. Ha ha." He coldly laughed, thinking that becoming a drought demon would have any impact on him? Peng Huan Tian thought about doing things, no one has ever been able to change, nor can anyone stop him.
"Right, go to Du's house and bring that little guy along too." He paused for a moment, then said.
"Yes!" The man's subordinate responded in unison, the person was shrouded in a large black robe, unable to see his appearance, only his voice was dry and hoarse like a kite with a broken string.
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It seemed as if the howling of wolves echoed in the mountains, and the scorching wind that had been blowing during the day turned cold. The gusts that swept across Du Si Lin's face felt like thousands of needles piercing through.
Douslin darted between the trees, drawing something in the air with his finger. The golden runes had just begun to shine when they were struck into nothingness and disappeared.
Gather Yang Formation! This is a somewhat desperate formation in the art of magic, where one can mobilize all the yang energy within the formation to gather towards the caster, and the caster's own yang energy will also be gathered when the formation is activated. It is described as a somewhat desperate formation because the human body emphasizes balance between yin and yang, and if yang energy is greatly consumed in a short period of time, then afterwards the body will be unable to gather yang due to an overabundance of yin energy, and even the soul may be in danger of being unable to gather. Moreover, activating the Gather Yang Formation requires a very special catalyst...
Normally, yin energy is extremely attractive to the soul, but if the yin energy is too strong, the soul itself will have no consciousness and will have an illusion that there is a stronger soul with more yin energy here, so it's usually better to avoid it.
Hanba is extremely yin, and his transformation from Ba to Hanba must have a great relationship with the place he was in before. Maybe it's just choosing a gathering pool of yin energy. Du Sulin thought secretly in her heart.
Her mind had opened a small gap, but the speed of her hands did not slow down in the slightest. In the repeated movements of drawing talismans, a large-scale gathering yang array gradually took shape.
Time passed minute by minute, the thunder went from occasional rumbles to continuous claps, the originally pitch-black night sky was illuminated by lightning, and the purple-black electric light was beautiful but heart-pounding.
This is a drought demon that even the heavens cannot tolerate. Du Sulin raised her head to glance at the sky, and her heart calmed down a bit. If even the heavens couldn't tolerate it, then her chances of success tonight had increased by a bit.
To be honest, if it were an ordinary Crimson Corpse, Du Shilin could easily defeat or even annihilate it. However, the Dryad is different; once it becomes a Dryad, it's only second to the Untransformed Bone in terms of existence. When a Dryad appears, the phrase "thousands of miles of scorched earth" isn't just an empty saying. Therefore, Du Shilin also has no bottom line in his heart.
Maybe tonight she will really be digested as nutrients, who knows.
But no matter what, she still had to survive. Du Sulin took a deep breath and clenched her fists, her mind filled with the image of those crescent-shaped eyes that would curve upwards and bring her joy and warmth, she had to stay alive to see her, to tell her, how much she missed her, how very much she missed her.
"Kai kai, it's not a good state to be in at this time." Along with the cold laughter that filled the air, Du Si Lin's somewhat dazed mind was also pulled back to reality.
That figure had already stood at the edge of the tomb, with one hand on the tombstone, looking straight up at Du Slin, who was standing on a branch.
That feeling is like a leopard lurking in ambush, staring at its prey right in front of it.
"On you, I smell two kinds of auras," the man, who appeared to be in his forties or fifties, surprisingly had four eyes. The extra pair grew on top of his head. He wore a black funeral suit with brass buttons, probably changed into it for the burial today. At this moment, he subconsciously licked the corner of his mouth, as if expecting a delicious feast, but he still didn't move, standing in place, slowly continuing what he hadn't finished saying earlier, "The two auras on you, one is hostile and makes me very disgusted, but there's also another aura that is surprisingly similar to mine, which makes me like it very much. It seems that you will definitely be a good dinner."
Du Sulin smiled, revealing equally sharp fangs, and said: "I'm not particularly interested in eating humanoid creatures."
The drought demon touched his own clean head and said, "You're not old, but your tone is quite big. Let's cut the nonsense and get straight to it!" Before the words had even dissipated, the drought demon had already disappeared from the scene.
Du Sulin would not sit and wait for death, and as soon as he felt the drought demon move, he also moved.
Han's actions were simple and direct, all aimed at Du Siling's major blood vessels. Either a sweeping kick trying to knock Du Siling to the ground, or a dragon-claw strike rushing towards Du Siling's throat, changing target after being dodged to grab Du Siling's wrist.
Duslin's skills with her hands and feet were not inferior to those of the dryad, and she even had a few more tricks up her sleeve. However, these skills only allowed her to temporarily defend herself without being too embarrassed. The dryad's speed was faster than hers, and its strength far surpassed hers. She blocked this way and that, but still couldn't withstand it.
So passive, Du Sulin was also very helpless in her heart. She thought that she had lived for so many years, except when she was a child and was beaten by Du Kongyang without any resistance, when did she have such a miserable time? Moreover, the attack of the drought demon was fierce and hot, but it was mixed with extremely cold and dark energy, which made her feel tight.
Although the array of gathering yang had been laid out early, Du Shilin had already made up his mind not to use it unless absolutely necessary. What surprised Du Shilin even more was that the zombie in front of him was not about to become a jiangshi, but rather one that had already become a jiangshi many years ago. To be able to endure until now, this jiangshi was definitely not to be underestimated.
Du Sulin scolded himself for underestimating the enemy, but his movements became faster and faster. However, the wounds on his body also increased accordingly.
Suddenly, Du Sulin took a swift step back, catching the dryad off guard. Immediately, her palm changed and she pinched a very complex handprint, muttering in a low voice: "Divine Dragon!" In an instant, all of her spiritual energy converged into a golden giant dragon that enveloped Du Sulin entirely. Standing within the ring formed by the coiled dragon, with feet treading on empty air, her entire body emitted a faint white glow, as if she were an immortal transcending the mundane world.
The golden giant dragon is more and more lifelike, a pair of dragon eyes open and close, emitting sharp light, the dragon's breath seems to be able to easily turn ordinary ghosts into ashes.
"Hmph, it's getting more and more interesting. I didn't expect you to have a connection with the dragon tribe. No wonder that aura made me feel so disgusted... But... it should be even more delicious. How many years has it been since I last tasted the flavor of a dragon? The last time was probably... "
"Go!" Du Sulin didn't let Hanba finish speaking, his slender fingers pointed at the location of Hanba, a golden giant dragon roared and flew over, arriving in an instant. No matter how hard Hanba dodged, he couldn't escape.
Looking at Du Sulin, her spiritual power was drained away, and her face turned pale. Her white windbreaker was torn apart in the previous fight, with blood seeping out like a bloody plum blossom. However, she didn't give herself any chance to catch her breath. When the Golden Dragon wrapped around the Dryad, she followed up, completely opening up her defense, with every punch, palm strike, and kick being an attack, landing on the Dryad's body one after another. This was a completely reckless fighting style, exchanging injuries for injuries, with a fierce and overbearing aura. However, because of this, her own injuries increased, and the Dryad's hidden strength pierced into her body, causing her to convulse repeatedly.
One after another, the spiritual symbols were struck out and landed on the dry corpse's body, causing his skin to burst open instantly, but then healed immediately. Anyone with discerning eyes could see that the dry corpse's situation was better than Du Si Lin's. Finally, the dry corpse got an opportunity and slapped a palm on Du Si Lin's shoulder, and Du Si Lin also kicked one foot into the dry corpse's chest.
Fresh blood flowed from his mouth, which Du Sulin wiped away without hesitation. He felt the turmoil of qi and blood in his body, and the giant dragon transformed by his spiritual power also seemed to have dimmed a bit due to Du Sulin's injury. With one step on his right foot, Du Sulin charged forward again. She had made up her mind and seized the opportunity to activate the Gathering Yang Array. No matter what, the drought demon could not be left behind!
"Roar——"
With a dragon's roar, both Ahn'Qiraj and Duskhaven paused for a moment.
"Get back, go!" Du Slin roared at the eight-clawed crystal dragon that suddenly appeared, and in the same breath, Han Gou took advantage of the opportunity to give Du Slin another punch and slap.
She fell like a kite that had slipped from the sky, plummeting down in a parabola and landing heavily on the ground. A wave of heat washed through her body, followed by a gush of sweet, sticky liquid bursting forth from her throat.
Propping himself up with one hand, a sudden weakness however did not let Du Siling immediately stand up.
The little guy's eggs fell from the sky, and against the drought demon were several lightning balls splitting, but they couldn't shake the drought demon at all. She was still a young dragon after all, with an enormous body, yet facing the drought demon she still gave people the feeling of an infant shaking a giant. Du Sulin hoped she could grow up happily, and hadn't taught her any martial arts, so now the only things she knew how to do were smash lightning and throw thunderballs.
The withered corpse suddenly appeared on the little guy's back, grabbing two dragon horns, a pair of sharp zombie teeth gleaming in the dark.
The little guy was unwilling to let the drought demon ride on his body, constantly flipping his dragon body in the air. The more he flipped, the more painful his dragon horn was pulled. He simply stopped moving, and his crystal-like dragon eyes turned into a human form.
Seems like you've grown up quite a bit.
The drought demon didn't expect the little guy to have this trick, and was actually shaken off by him. Unfortunately, Egg didn't have super speed, and when she took a step towards Du Shilin with her small legs, she hadn't even landed before being pulled back by the drought demon.
The dryad lowered her head, using the double pupils on her forehead to observe the little guy. The little guy turned his head to look back at Du Sili, but found that Du Sili had disappeared from where he was standing.
The air around seemed to become scorching hot, and Duslin almost appeared in an instant behind the dryad's back. Her long, beautiful legs clamped down on the dryad's neck, and with a light twist, the dryad didn't budge at all, except for tilting its neck slightly. Its gaze remained fixed on the little guy, and a pair of sharp fangs gleamed icily in the night.
Du Sulin was also astonished at this time, he had used several points of force on her and it was clear as day, but now that the dry corpse's footsteps didn't even move. Before engaging in combat, he had overestimated him, but now that they were actually fighting, he realized he had underestimated him instead.
The drought demon gave her the feeling of being an unmoving great mountain, no matter whether it was a grand opening or a concentrated attack, neither could budge her in the slightest.
As the drought demon opened its mouth to bite towards the little guy, Du Slin let out a cold hum, and suddenly had a dagger in his hand, with a chilling light flashing on it. A few drops of blood fell onto the dagger as he bit his tongue, while his other hand quickly formed spiritual symbols that were imprinted onto the dagger. Just as he was about to land after releasing his strength, Du Slin slapped the ground with his palm and shot back up into the air, pulling out the dagger to stab towards the drought demon's back.
This time, Rao, who was usually not afraid of anything, felt a chill run down his spine as he turned sideways, only to find the little guy facing the incoming dagger.
Douslin saw the situation and tried to recall the dagger at the first moment, but unfortunately, the distance was too close. In the end, she could only barely turn her body sideways, and the dagger grazed past the little guy's arm, which was as thin as a lotus root. Almost instantly, blood seeped out of the tiny wound, and the crimson stain in the night light shone with a golden glow. In an instant, it flowed down the little guy's arm like a small stream.
But this time, the little one didn't cry. Her face turned pale, and she tried to turn her head to look at Du Siling on the side, but was pulled back again by the dryad board.
Looking at the little guy's pale face as white as paper, and his repeated weak struggles, Du Sulin's heart was like being gripped by a pair of iron pliers, in pain. She picked up the dagger that had fallen to the ground, and struggled to get up.
The hand rises, the dagger falls.
Du Sulin's blood was not red, but a deep purple. The wound on her wrist was so deep that the bone could be seen, yet she looked as if she had only been bitten by a mosquito.
Her blood is the key to activating the Gathering Yang Array. Gathering Yang, gathering a body of yang energy, all for just an instant.
It was at this moment that the drought demon finally began to feel a little afraid.
He watched as Du Sulin stepped towards him, with each step, the golden light behind her grew thicker. The surrounding yang energy surged towards her, she was the most important array eye in the entire Yang Gathering Array. At the same time, the various small arrays connected to the Yang Gathering Array were also activated, and this area temporarily lost contact with the outside world.
Hanba isn't a fool and naturally wouldn't let Dusilin succeed in gathering Yang energy, so he tossed the little guy aside and charged at Dusilin instead.
Just then, several black shadows appeared one after another, and it was unknown whether they had broken through the seal array set by Du Shilin or had been waiting here early and only took action now.
But their goal seems not to kill the drought demon, but to block it. Block the drought demon from getting closer to Du Shilin.
The power of the Gathering Yang Array is great, but it takes time to gather the yang energy. Every time it is used, the yang energy disperses a bit and needs to be re-gathered. Du Sulin wants to gather all the yang energy in the array and kill with one blow.
The blood on her wrist was still dripping, a deep purple color that didn't stand out much in the dark of night. But the little one, after escaping the evil clutches, immediately flew to Du Shilin's side. She hadn't cried when she got hurt, but looking at Du Shilin's expression, she couldn't help but tear up.
"Qing Luan, listen to me, go back." Du Si Lin's voice was a bit weak but still calm and steady. Her surroundings were no longer filled with golden light, but had merged with the darkness. She could feel that when the little guy approached her, its yang energy was also absorbed by the formation onto herself. But now, she truly had no way to extract the little guy's yang energy back into its body.
The little guy shook his head stubbornly and sobbed: "No...!"
"Qing Luan, listen to me. You staying here can't help me. Only when you leave can I let loose. Don't worry, nothing will happen to me. Go find the Seventeens and wait for me at the hotel." As soon as she finished speaking, Du Si Lin's footsteps seemed a bit unsteady, her body began to show fine cracks, this was a sign that too much yang energy had been introduced, exceeding the body's capacity.
"If you don't listen to me, then don't call me mom again!" Du Siling saw that the little guy still wanted to say something, so she loudly shouted a sentence to stop him.
The little guy had never seen Du Si Lin's appearance like this, hesitated, but finally listened to Du Si Lin's words. She followed the spiritual power led by Du Si Lin and flew far away.
Du Sulin's body finally couldn't withstand the massive amount of yang energy and began to disperse and dissolve.
But the yang energy she brought with her did not disperse along with it, but instead gathered faster and faster.
Finally, inside the Gathering Yang Array, almost all of the yang energy converged onto her body. Even the scattered remnants of yang energy on the withered corpses and those suddenly appearing unknown zombies were absorbed by her.
Douslin's body was already covered in cracks, and the faint glow around her had disappeared. Behind her, there seemed to be a deep and profound black hole, immeasurable in depth, and she was the center of that black hole.
Along with her eyes, at this moment they also turned into ink color, as if a single glance could swallow the whole person.
The group of people who were blocking the drought demon saw this and stopped attacking, only to hear a few sounds of breaking through the air before they disappeared without a trace.
The whole place was left with only Du Si Lin and Han Bai.
Tonight, this land is their battlefield.
Victory and defeat can be decided in just one move!
The author has something to say: It's been too long since the last update, so here's a 5,000-word big chapter! Actually, I originally wanted to split it into two small chapters or merge two big chapters into an even bigger one, but the truth is that I have to go to work soon and haven't even washed my face, brushed my teeth, taken a bath, or gotten dressed yet!
Half of this chapter was actually finished a long time ago, hidden in the computer for over a month and I forgot about it. Then one day I got drunk and spilled wine all over my laptop. The motherboard broke and after sending it back for repairs, on the second day I got it back, I did a hardware test and found out that the hard drive was also broken. After changing to another hard drive, I discovered... MY MANUSCRIPT!!! It was gone... I was so depressed until the editor came to whip me.
So I'm warning everyone, you must not play computer after drinking! Especially don't play computer and drink wine with a romantic mood!! It's a tragedy!!!! 5555...... I'm crying and running away~