klisemfg Chapter 244: Great Gift, Outbreak, and Eradication
Chapter 244: Great Gift, Outbreak, and Eradication
Yan Ping's dark red eyes were all on the jade slip. He raised his hand and called the jade slip back.
Hearing His words, he tilted his head and said in an inexplicable tone, "Do you have any more gifts to give?"
He smiled slightly, "Of course."
As He spoke, a determined light in His eyes controlled the remaining puppet threads and exerted force suddenly.
Yu Tianhong's body trembled slightly, and a small part of her jet-black hair instantly turned snow-white.
At the same time, a strange breath rushed out from the back of Yu Tianhong's neck and went straight into Yan Ping's palm.
The distance between the two is very short.
Yan Ping looked at the strand of Yu Tianhong's hair that had turned white again, and felt that breath again.
After his eyes moved slightly, he did not let go, but instantly mobilized his spiritual power, condensed it in the palm of his hand, and formed a solid barrier.
His strange aura continued to rush towards Yan Ping's palm, one weak and one strong, just before the second of collision.
The spiritual power that originally resided in Yan Ping's heart began to experience a slight ripple.
However, this tiny ripple instantly activated the faint blue light spots hidden in the meridians throughout the lungs.
Spots of faint blue light emerged from the cracks in the meridians, and they became restless. A sharp pain instantly rushed out from within. At that moment, it was like a knife blade was rotating inside the body.
Yan Ping's breathing stagnated, and the fingers that were pinching Yu Tianhong's neck stiffened for a moment. Under the severe pain, it seemed that even his eyes were distracted for a moment.
The spiritual power barrier condensed in the palm of his hand also had some fluctuations at this time.
But these reactions only lasted for a moment, and the spiritual power barrier returned to normal after a wave.
He felt the cold fingers on the back of his neck and smiled.
"Do you like this gift?"
He heard a restrained breath behind him, and after a moment, he heard Yan Ping's hoarse voice.
"Is this your great gift?"
He shook his head and wanted to take this opportunity to break away from Yan Ping's fingers, but he didn't expect that he could still hold him tightly at this time.
Recalling Yan Ping's quick reaction to close the spiritual barrier in time despite the severe pain he was caught off guard, He smiled, "Of course not."
As He spoke, He controlled the small piece of puppet thread that broke through the blockade and wandered in Yan Ping's sea of consciousness.
This piece of puppet thread is very weak. Once discovered, it will be destroyed instantly.
He was very careful, and exuded his aura unscrupulously when he was outside, but now that he was wandering in Yan Ping's sea of consciousness, he was extremely restrained and hidden.
He wanted to find the core inside Yan Ping's sea of consciousness before Yan Ping discovered it.
However, it was while wandering around inside that he discovered some magical things, and he controlled the puppet threads to approach quietly.
Came to a small group of spiritual consciousness.
The small group of spiritual consciousness that was separated out was tied with a spirit chain, or to be more precise, a blood chain.
The blood chain tightly bound that small group of spiritual consciousness, although that group of spiritual consciousness was only a drop of water in Yan Ping's sea of consciousness.
But given Yan Ping's personality, who could do such a thing in his sea of consciousness unless he was willing?
Moreover, the aura on that blood chain seemed familiar. There were only three people outside, so he should be the kid who spoke so arrogantly.
He observed for a while and thought that perhaps he could try to change his original plan.
There was cold sweat on Yan Ping's forehead.
Ever since he repaired a meridian in his arm that allowed circulation, he hadn't felt any pain in his meridians due to using spiritual power for a long time.
Now the long-lost pain was spreading in his body, but Yan Ping's eyes were clear and indifferent.
Inside his sea of consciousness, he silently mobilized his spiritual sense and quietly surrounded the puppet thread.
Except for his own loss of control, he has absolute control over his sea of consciousness, not to mention this thing that he deliberately put in there.
However, when he saw Him watching his small group of spiritual consciousness, a trace of murderous intent flashed across Yan Ping's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.
This puppet thread is too weak and does not match the strength He had just shown in the confrontation.
There is still a part of Him in Yu Tianhong's soul.
He staged a formal resistance and used the seed. Is He still wary of him?
Yan Ping looked at the white hair on Yu Tianhong's head with cold eyes. There were more white hairs than before, and he didn't know if Yu Tianhong could hold on.
Yan Ping pinched the back of his neck.
"What about your big gift?"
He came back to his senses and smiled again, "Here it is."
As he spoke, the puppet thread that had been lurking in Yan Ping's sea of consciousness suddenly rose up and rushed straight towards the small group of consciousness.
His movements were not light, and there was even a sense of grandeur.
Inside Yan Ping's lungs, the meridians that had been soaked by the seed and were emitting spiritual energy began to riot again at the same time.
The densely packed dark blue spots in the meridians emitted bright light, forcibly breaking through the meridians and emerging from the cracks in the meridians, like countless blades cutting.
The severe pain at that moment still made Yan Ping, who was well prepared, feel a black screen in front of his eyes.
At this moment, two streams of spiritual power instantly popped out from Yu Tianhong's fingertips, carrying with them a heart-pounding aura, and attacked Wen Ye and Ji Heyu respectively.
Wen Ye didn't see their confrontation, but he could see the slight cold sweat on Yan Ping's forehead.
The moment he saw Yan Ping's eyes were unfocused, he had already clasped the talisman paper in his palm.
Ji Heyu saw more, and his attention was all on Wen Ye, especially the spiritual power that attacked Wen Ye.
His pupils suddenly shrank and he subconsciously wanted to stop it, but his body was still suppressed by Yan Ping's spiritual power.
He didn't care about the spiritual power attacking him. Instead, he kept staring at Wen Ye with a hint of anxiety in his eyes, as if there was something dirty in them.
"Yan Ping!"
Almost at the moment when Ji Heyu struggled to shout out.
He felt his body suddenly relax. Just as he was about to go to Wen Ye, Yan Ping appeared in front of Wen Ye. He pinched the unconscious Yu Tianhong with one hand and gathered spiritual power with the other hand to tightly wrap up the spiritual power that was attacking Wen Ye.
Only then did Ji Heyu breathe a sigh of relief. He turned over to avoid the spiritual power attacking him, allowing a big hole to be blasted next to him.
He looked at Yan Ping.
Yan Ping's face looked terribly pale at this moment, with a little cold sweat on his forehead.
He closed his eyes and although he was standing very steadily, he gave people a feeling of being shaky.
When Wen Ye saw this scene, he was shocked and subconsciously raised his hand to support Yan Ping.
"senior!"
He was not the only one who had this illusion, including the part of him that still remained in Yu Tianhong's body.
But He did not take any action. Instead, He hid Himself with a look of regret on His face.
He originally planned to transfer the puppet thread that came this time to Yan Ping, but considering the strength of Yan Ping's sea of consciousness, the success rate was very low.
Later, when he saw the aura attached to the spirit chain, he temporarily changed his plan and wanted to transfer it to Wen Ye's soul.
According to His plan, the success rate of this transfer should be very high.
After all, Yan Ping had a Wanghai Pearl planted in his body. Once the sea vapor from the Wuwang Sea in his body was activated, he would be in excruciating pain.
In addition, he used the puppet threads hidden in Yan Ping's sea of consciousness to interfere, and also sent a stream of spiritual power to Ji Heyu to cover it up.
It only takes him half a breath to control this kid.
But I didn't expect that I couldn't even delay it for half a breath.
Yan Ping closed his eyes tightly, and the extermination in his sea of consciousness did not stop until the last trace of foreign breath was completely wiped out. Only then did the inside of his sea of consciousness gradually calm down.
The pain from the heart, after the first wave of severe pain had subsided, the rest was within an acceptable range. No matter how painful it was, it was not as painful as having to fight those sea beasts in the Wuwang Sea while suffering from injuries.
Yan Ping slowly opened his eyes and looked at Yu Tianhong who was still being held by him.
He used to have a head full of black hair, but now most of it has turned white.
He would indeed not let Yu Tianhong die, but he obviously didn't care about him either. He just wanted to let him breathe.
If we forcibly exchange the vitality in Yu Tianhong's body for spiritual power, it will probably take a long time just to recover if we don't take any care of it.
When Wen Ye saw him open his eyes, he stared at Yu Tianhong without saying a word. He shifted his gaze and saw Yu Tianhong's current appearance clearly, and was stunned for a moment.
He was silent for a moment.
Ji Heyu just took a look and thought that as long as he could get out of this situation intact, there would always be a chance to replenish his vitality.
He focused more on the spiritual power that Yan Ping had restrained in his hand. "That spiritual power is mixed with his puppet thread."
Yan Ping regained his composure, with cold sweat still forming on his forehead. He said in a low voice, "Yeah."
Compared to annihilation in the sea of consciousness, annihilation outside is easier. His spiritual power directly engulfed the spiritual power and then completely shattered it.
Ji Heyu breathed a sigh of relief again and his eyes fell on the unconscious Yu Tianhong. Even though he was unconscious, he was being strangled by Yan Ping and looked uncomfortable.
He sighed in his heart and wanted to take Yu Tianhong over.
Yan Ping avoided it silently.
Ji Heyu and Wen Ye were both stunned for a moment, and they looked up at Yan Ping.
Yan Ping lowered his eyes and looked at Yu Tianhong.
"Check again."
After Yan Ping finished speaking, his spiritual consciousness quickly and decisively entered Yu Tianhong's soul.
He knew very well what Yan Ping did when he came in.
But he was hiding under Yu Tianhong's soul, with only a little puppet thread without any breath left. As long as he didn't move, Yan Ping couldn't find him.
Yan Ping's consciousness transformed into his appearance above Yu Tianhong's soul, and he looked at Yu Tianhong's soul.
There was a faint white light. In the past, there was demonic energy disturbing Yu Tianhong's soul, and there was thick black fog everywhere.
Now the evil spirit has been completely eliminated and everything looks clean.
There seemed to be no filth in it.
After searching for a while, there was indeed nothing.
Yan Ping narrowed his eyes slightly, and he suddenly raised his hand to form a seal, while recalling the fluctuations of the puppet thread that had entered his sea of consciousness before.
The two complemented each other, and the moment they were formed, they completely enveloped Yu Tianhong's soul.
At the same time, he felt that familiar subtle fluctuation, and his spirit instantly tensed up, and he wanted to leave somewhere else.
However, the next moment, the piece of soul where he was was uprooted and thrown into the void.
He was stunned again, and when he turned his head for the last time, he saw Yan Ping's cold gaze.
"Just wait, idiot."
The next moment, his eyes were completely plunged into darkness. Not only was he tortured, he didn't even have time to utter a harsh word.
He, who was thousands of miles away, suddenly opened his eyes. Originally, he was just a shapeless shadow, but for no reason, people could feel the tremendous anger in him.
"Well, they are very nice."
It would be fine if he humiliated me once, but he kept asking again and again!
Under his influence, the dark blue inner core of the sea beast in the cave exploded one after another. The powerful fluctuations of spiritual power made the entire cave shake slightly, shaking off a lot of dust.
The Demon Lord who was meditating in another place opened his eyes and looked at him with a frown. What happened to make him so angry?
But he didn't want to meddle in it, so he closed his eyes again.
The guards guarding outside the forbidden area of the Demon Realm noticed the movement inside and hesitated for a while, still undecided whether to go in or not.
Then I heard the voice coming from inside.
"Send all these things to the left protector of Guanshui City and tell him not to be stingy. When the time comes, give him as much as he wants."
He looked down and saw a box appear out of nowhere in front of the forbidden area, and his heart sank.
"Yes!"
……
Yan Ping destroyed that piece of puppet thread but did not stop.
Instead, he checked again using other methods, and only stopped after he was sure that there was nothing left in Yu Tianhong's soul.
He looked at the big hole in Yu Tianhong's soul with an expressionless face.
Yu Tianhong's originally smooth soul now had a big hole, which was more than enough to hold hundreds of his remaining puppet threads.
It didn't need to be so big, but he acted a little ruthlessly just in case, so the pit was quite big.
Now that the puppet thread has been removed, this hole also needs to be filled.
Otherwise, he is already a little stupid, and what if he becomes even more stupid after waking up?
By then, he will stick to you like a tail every day, being an annoying person who doesn't understand what you say and is very noisy.
When Yan Ping thought of this, he roughly tore off a piece of his consciousness from his own.
It hurts a bit, but compared to the annoying guy who doesn't understand what people say, it's acceptable.
He rubbed it twice with an expressionless face, not caring whether it was clean or not, and whether it retained his spiritual aura or not, and directly filled it into Yu Tianhong's soul.
It seemed that Yu Tianhong had absorbed almost everything.
Yan Ping stepped out and opened his eyes. He then discovered that the pain in his lungs and meridians was subsiding.
He raised his hand and threw Yu Tianhong to Wen Ye beside him, "He's fine, take him to rest."
After saying that, Yan Ping turned and walked towards the wooden house.
Wen Ye was still hugging Yu Tianhong at this moment. He looked at Yan Ping's back, then looked at Yu Tianhong.
His gaze shifted to Ji Heyu who was standing nearby.
Ji Heyu: “…”
He originally wanted to talk to Yan Ping about something, but seeing Wen Ye like this, he stretched out his hand with a toothache.
"Give it to me, and go see him."
So Wen Ye had his hands free and walked towards Yan Ping's room without looking back.
Yan Ping's house had suffered a tragic disaster before, but now it is intact.
As soon as Wen Ye entered the room, he saw Yan Ping sitting on the bed with his brows tightly closed and his face pale. The cold sweat on his forehead had not completely faded away.
He found a basin of water nearby and walked to Yan Ping's side. He wrung out the handkerchief, half squatted down, and covered Yan Ping's hand with the handkerchief.
Yan Ping opened his eyes and looked at him. Wen Ye looked back at him, and then Yan Ping closed his eyes again.
Wen Ye continued his movements, and when he touched Yan Ping's fingers, they felt extremely cold. He paused, then continued to wipe Yan Ping's hands carefully.
He suddenly realized that he seemed to have not felt the same way about Yan Ping for a long time.
Yan Ping blocked him unilaterally again.
After quickly wiping his hands, Wen Ye took out a warm bell and put it in Yan Ping's palm, then looked up at Yan Ping. There were still beads of sweat on his forehead, and his hair was stuck together into a few strands.
I haven't taken care of him for so long, I'm afraid he's still in pain.