Chapter 53: The Battle Against Chi Hun

That voice!

Tong Qiu lifted her head, but lying in a pool of blood, she could only see a blur of red.

Bai Jiujiu!

Had she broken free from the fire ring’s control?

A faint smile crossed Tong Qiu’s pale face, but she was deeply worried for Bai Jiujiu.

She knew that Bai Jiujiu, poisoned and unable to use demonic arts, could only rely on the treasures obtained through her special constitution. Whether that would be enough against Chi Hun, who was nearly immune to normal spells, was uncertain.

‘Senior, keep up the good work…’

“The Yuan Suppressing Banner?” Chi Hun frowned, staring suspiciously at the banner in Bai Jiujiu’s hand that had blocked his attack. This banner felt far weaker than the one in the prison.

The two demons were locked in a stalemate. Chi Hun had only reinforced his attack with demonic energy, not used any actual techniques.

Naturally, it was blocked by the (pseudo) Yuan Suppressing Banner that Bai Jiujiu had rolled up—it was, after all, designed to suppress all demonic arts in the world.

“Hahaha! Bai Jiu’er, it really is you! The ability to replicate treasures and devour techniques—no one else in this world has it!”

Chi Hun raised his other hand, spreading his fingers into a claw, and gathered a plume of blue, ethereal flame in his palm.

“I never thought you’d reincarnate as a demon! Fate has decreed that your soul shall merge into mine!”

Seeing the ghost fire flying toward her, Bai Jiujiu hurriedly deflected Chi Hun’s attack, simultaneously bending backward and spinning three hundred sixty degrees in midair, shattering the ghost fire with the (pseudo) Yuan Suppressing Banner.

But she misjudged the trajectory. Her face met the floor in an intimate kiss.

“Haha! Hahaha!”

Chi Hun’s laughter echoed with a double tone, sending chills down one’s spine.

Hearing his yandere speech, Bai Jiujiu shuddered all over.

What was this all about?

Tsk.

Her tongue flicked out as her body instinctively sensed danger. She immediately propped herself up with one hand and swung the banner at the ground. The recoil sent her flying into the air, dodging several fireballs that came from behind.

“I’ve lived for over eight thousand years! How could I be the reincarnation of Bai Jiu’er from two hundred years ago!”

Bai Jiujiu’s voice carried a trace of anger. From her sleeve she pulled out a golden pearl and hurled it at Chi Hun, while simultaneously releasing all eight (pseudo) Yuan Suppressing Banners, placing them at eight different positions.

First Song Ming in Lianshui City, now this Chi Hun who had lived for millennia—they all said the same thing.

Didn’t they understand?

Eight thousand years is greater than two hundred.

At most, Bai Jiujiu might have a previous life as a shut-in, but in this world, maybe she was the reincarnation of some great power—that was a common trope in transmigration novels.

But she was absolutely, positively, certainly not the reincarnation of a human from two hundred years ago!

Chi Hun raised a hand to block, but found his spectral body slowly melting away from contact with the replicated treasure.

“This is… the Spirit Gathering Pearl!” Chi Hun exclaimed in shock, not expecting Bai Jiujiu to possess a treasure specialized against souls.

This treasure had originally been used by Zhang Feng in Chongxi Town to purify the vengeful spirits released by Long Zhi. Later, Bai Jiujiu knocked him out from behind, and since she couldn’t brainwash and take him, she replicated a fake version of the pearl instead.

The (pseudo) Spirit Gathering Pearl was specifically designed to target soul-bodied demons, with the ability to melt and purify souls over a wide area.

Its effects were significant, but it demanded high mental strength and cultivation from the user.

Zhang Feng, at the Condensation Core stage, could only use it by embedding it into a token.

A single mistake could backfire—at best, damaging the spiritual root and forever barring one from cultivation; at worst, melting the soul and turning the user into a vegetable without a self.

But in terms of mental strength and cultivation, Bai Jiujiu, who had slept for eight thousand years, was second to none.

Under the golden light, Chi Hun was forced to solidify his body.

That brief delay was all Bai Jiujiu needed to complete her formation.

Eight banners stood at different positions, and the formation to suppress demonic power began to unfold. Chi Hun, trapped in the center, felt his strength gradually drain away.

At the same time, Bai Jiujiu flipped her hand and threw out the Demon Binding Rope, wrapping it tightly around him.

With her right hand, she drew the Flowing Shadow Sword and pressed it against Chi Hun’s neck.

The outcome was decided!

The entire sequence was so fluid that Tong Qiu, lying on the ground with her mouth agape and eyes blinking, watched in stunned admiration.

Was this really the unserious senior she had traveled with?

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