allonlinenovel Chapter 206 Stubborn
Chapter 206 Stubborn
Gu Weiyi's expression suddenly changed, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes: "Oh no, the power of the female ghost has suddenly increased!"
Sheng Junwei sneered, her tone was full of sarcasm and disdain: "This is all thanks to you, Gu Weiyi. Your blood contains pure yang power, and it is this that awakened the sleeping creature at the bottom of the river. Now, it has fully revived and is unstoppable!"
In an instant, the wind howled all around, raging like a wild beast, as sharp as a knife, cutting every inch of exposed skin, freezing cold to the bone.
The trees in the forest are like fragile straws, which may be broken by the strong wind at any time.
Fan Ruoxuan and Yang Shengming tried hard to maintain their posture, but they felt that their feet were almost blown off the ground by the strong airflow.
Looking at Pei Yu and the other three, they were all shaky, except Sheng Junwei, who was steady, like a rock in the wind and rain, standing still.
Among the six people, she looks the most fragile, but she has demonstrated extraordinary tenacity and stability.
"What exactly is this...power?"
Fan Ruoxuan and Yang Shengming relied on each other, using each other's bodies for support, trying to keep their bodies steady in the strong wind.
Yang Shengming murmured, "I have a strange feeling. These strange winds seem to be guiding us and pushing us into the river."
Han Yue'er struggled hard, but her frail body and the lack of solid support around her brought her to the brink of collapse.
Just when she was about to collapse, Pei Yu rushed forward and protected her behind his broad back.
Pei Yu held the amulet given by Sheng Junwei tightly against his chest. No matter how fierce the evil winds from the outside world were, they were all defeated by this mysterious talisman and he dared not go beyond the line.
Gu Weiyi was also affected by the cold wind and his steps staggered, but he managed to stand firm thanks to his profound cultivation.
He cast his gaze towards Sheng Junwei, who was unaffected by any storm and remained calm. Although he felt unwilling, he had to admit her strength and secretly admired her.
He forced himself to move to Sheng Junwei's side and whispered, "Before that thing shows up, let's attack it together and eradicate it completely!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the evil spirit around him seemed to respond to his words and became even thicker and heavier.
An irresistible force suddenly hit him, forcing Gu Weiyi to stumble back again.
Sheng Junwei glanced at him sideways, her eyes as indifferent as water: "If you have nothing constructive to say, please keep silent, so as not to make people laugh at the fact that the chief disciple of Pinglong Mountain is so brainless."
This time, although Gu Weiyi did not vomit blood, he was speechless and his expression was complicated and difficult to read.
Sheng Junwei ignored him and fixed her eyes on the river ahead with its blood-red waves.
The surface of the river was surging on its own even without wind, and in the blink of an eye, the gathered evil energy condensed into the image of a woman.
The woman was wearing tattered coarse cloth, her body was swollen, and her head had obviously suffered a severe injury. A shocking wound was clearly exposed, and her bones were vaguely visible.
His face was covered with scars, his skin and flesh were rolled up, and the scene was horrific.
Fan Ruoxuan and Yang Shengming felt nauseous after just one glance.
Although Han Yue'er felt nauseous, she had experienced life and death before and was familiar with all kinds of death scenes, so she was able to remain calm.
Even someone as determined as Pei Yu turned pale after witnessing this tragic scene, but he gritted his teeth and persisted, suppressing the nausea that was rising in his throat.
The woman's eyes were blurred, but the people present could clearly feel that it was as if a real gaze penetrated everything and stared at them with icy coldness.
The chill was like a sharp blade. Fan Ruoxuan and Yang Shengming could not bear it and vomited more violently.
Gu Weiyi suppressed the sweet smell in his throat, straightened his back again, and looked at the woman in the river fiercely: "You are the female ghost who caused the death of eight innocent people in Nanping Village!"
After he finished speaking, he drew out his long sword, the tip of which shone with golden light, and said in a deep voice: "I am Gu Weiyi, the 281st generation chief disciple of Pinglong Mountain. In view of the tragedy in your life, as long as you are willing to surrender, I can still preserve a trace of your remaining soul for you."
"But if you remain stubborn, all that awaits you is the scattering of your soul and the reduction to ashes!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the cold wind started to blow again, and the thick black air attacked Gu Weiyi again like an evil ghost pouncing on its prey.
However, when the evil spirit touched the sword in his hand, it was like it had met its natural enemy. It instantly melted away, turned into fluorescent spots, and disappeared into the sky.
Gu Weiyi's mouth corners slightly raised, full of confidence: "I hold a divine weapon in my hand, how can a low-level evil thing like you be able to compete with it? You'd better admit defeat obediently."
Seeing this, Han Yue'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief and praised softly, "Master Gu is really amazing."
Then, she turned to face the female ghost, her tone filled with an unquestionable firmness: "Why waste time arguing with such a being? Just conquer it with force and avenge our dead relatives!"
Gu Weiyi gently nodded his chin to express his deep agreement, his eyes flashing with deep thought: "That makes sense, it's true."
Pei Yu frowned, as if he was experiencing a storm in his heart. His voice was slightly hoarse, revealing a subtle worry: "Don't get angry yet. We may not have seen the full picture behind the incident that year. There may be hidden secrets that we don't know."
"What kind of hidden secret can become a heavyweight defense for eight innocent lives?"
Han Yueer's voice was like ice, and every word she said was powerful and sharp.
Gu Weiyi raised a mocking smile, his tone full of disdain for Pei Yu: "I really didn't expect that Mr. Du would be so soft-hearted, and his emotions are so delicate that it's surprising."
After saying this, he no longer wasted words, stretched out his body, and instantly condensed all the true energy in his body.
He just swung his arm lightly, accompanied by a crisp sound of wind, and the long sword flew out of his hand like a meteor across the night sky, leaving a long silver trail in the air.
At the same time, he quickly formed a complex seal with his hands and chanted an ancient and mysterious spell: "All soldiers and fighters should march forward in formation to slay the evil!"
As the last word fell, the golden light on the sword suddenly surged, as if it was given life, turning into a mighty golden dragon, soaring into the sky, and rushing towards the female ghost with a roar.
Pei Yu's pupils shrank slightly when he saw this scene, and his face was filled with shock. Fan Ruoxuan and the others looked incredulous, as if they had witnessed a legendary miracle with their own eyes: "It seems that the outcome is now decided."
However, their confidence did not last long. As soon as they finished speaking, the female ghost mysteriously dissipated into the air and turned into a ball of inky black evil spirit, which quickly spread around like a poisonous fog, split into several paths, and pounced on Gu Weiyi at lightning speed.
A streak of evil spirit took advantage of the gap and entered, hitting Gu Weiyi's shoulder blade heavily. He paused, unable to stand still immediately. A line of bright red slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth. The color of blood was like the blooming red spider lily, enchanting and desperate.