Yang Jing is not a fool; on the contrary, he is a very shrewd person.
Feeling the explosive aura emanating from Lin Yuan, Yang Jing knows he cannot let Lin Yuan consu any more.
Among the hundreds of evil spirits arrested by the Punishnt Departnt, these three Tier Six Evil Spirits are the strongest.
Even combined, all the evil spirits Lin Yuan just consud are not stronger than these three Tier Six Evil Spirits.
If Lin Yuan were to consu these three Tier Six Evil Spirits, then he might beco completely unbeatable to Yang Jing.
Thinking of this, Yang Jing hurriedly took action, trying to prevent Lin Yuan from devouring the three Tier Six Evil Spirits.
"Clang!"
The sound of a furious blade cutting through the air rang out, as Yang Jing swung the Three-Pointed Double-Blade Knife, aiming at the chains binding the three Tier Six Evil Spirits.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend, Yang Jing intends to release the bound three Tier Six Evil Spirits to join forces against Lin Yuan.
These three Tier Six Evil Spirits count as very formidable allies.
However, Yang Jing’s ideas were overly optimistic, forgetting that the Punishnt Departnt is Lin Yuan’s territory.
Even though he is protected by the Seven-Treasure Canopy ford by the Eighteen Arhats, making the Power of Rules ineffective against him.
Still, within the Punishnt Departnt, Lin Yuan’s speed is considerably faster than his.
Just as Yang Jing’s Three-Pointed Double-Blade Knife was about to strike the chains, Lin Yuan’s palm reached out, grabbing the blade in his hand.
It’s crucial to know, Lin Yuan is currently not in his true form but fighting with Zhong Kui’s Dharma Image.
Standing at nearly three zhang tall, Zhong Kui’s Dharma Image holds the Three-Pointed Double-Blade Knife like a re toy.
Lin Yuan is clutching the blade of the Three-Pointed Double-Blade Knife while Yang Jing holds the handle, neither willing to let go, starting a tug-of-war.
However, using Zhong Kui’s Dharma Image, Lin Yuan’s strength is far greater than Yang Jing’s.
Lin Yuan swung the blade fiercely, trying to fling Yang Jing away.
Yang Jing was swung around like a spinning windmill, yet he stubbornly refused to let go.
Unable to match the strength of Lin Yuan using Zhong Kui’s Dharma Image, Yang Jing began to devise a plan.
His deceitful qi surged, transforming into a giant black dog lunging at Lin Yuan’s hand.
Yang Jing resorted to his old trick with the Howling Celestial Dog, but this ti, it aid for Lin Yuan’s hand instead of his rear.
Yang Jing’s purpose was clear—to make the Howling Celestial Dog bite Lin Yuan’s hand, forcing him to release his grip.
Seeing the Howling Celestial Dog pouncing toward his palm, Lin Yuan certainly didn’t want to be bitten by a dog.
Since Yang Jing wants him to let go, Lin Yuan obliges easily!
"This broken toothpick, take it back!" Lin Yuan shouted, tossing the Three-Pointed Double-Blade Knife together with Yang Jing.
Simultaneously, he turned his hand and grabbed the lunging Howling Celestial Dog, then squeezed it hard.
With a "boom," the Howling Celestial Dog was crushed by Lin Yuan, dissipating into deceitful qi.
Taking advantage of the mont when Yang Jing was flung away, Lin Yuan seized the three Tier Six Evil Spirits bound by chains.
Then, rapidly swallowed them whole.
After being thrown, Yang Jing swiftly returned, wielding the Three-Pointed Double-Blade Knife.
Alas, it was too late, the three Tier Six Evil Spirits had already been consud by Lin Yuan.
Having devoured three Tier Six Evil Spirits, Lin Yuan felt a rush!
No, this wasn’t rely a rush.
This is.....
Magic Qi infiltrating the mind!
Consuming too many Deceitful Evil Spirits, while greatly enhancing his strength, Lin Yuan must also endure the backlash brought by these Deceitful Evil Spirits.
Slaughter, frenzy, lust....
Nurous negative emotions spread throughout Lin Yuan’s mind, forcing him to struggle to retain the last shred of clarity.
However, as the three Tier Six Evil Spirits entered his belly, Lin Yuan’s aura surged, his strength dramatically increased.
Yang Jing, who was evenly matched a mont ago, has now completely lost the ability to contend with him.
Yang Jing wielded the Three-Pointed Double-Blade Knife and charged back, and without thinking, Lin Yuan swatted backhandedly.
"Clang!"
Lin Yuan’s hand slamd against Yang Jing’s Three-Pointed Double-Blade Knife, producing a sound akin to clashing tals.
Yang Jing, along with the Three-Pointed Double-Blade Knife, was sent flying by Lin Yuan.
"Splat!"
Yang Jing was sent flying, person and blade, over ten ters away, and while airborne, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
His blood was as dark as ink.
Aside from the blood loss, the handle of the Three-Pointed Double-Blade Knife was bent into a U-shape by Lin Yuan’s strike.
"Oh no!"
"This guy is too strong!"
"Yang Jing can’t withstand him at all!" The Eighteen Arhats exchanged worried glances.
Lin Yuan is formidable right now!
If Yang Jing couldn’t handle the situation, the Eighteen Arhats were already prepared to retreat.
But then again, who doesn’t have a few tricks up their sleeve?
Lin Yuan may be favored by fate, but who isn’t a genius?
In many ways, Lin Yuan and Yang Jing are quite similar.
That kind of powerful yet unused trump card, Yang Jing possesses as well.
Lin Yuan is the fate-favored Yang Jing, while Yang Jing is the hardship-endured Lin Yuan.
"Dragon Subduing, Tiger Taming, cut your wrists, lend your blood!" Yang Jing struggled to rise, shouting to the Eighteenth Arhats.
Yang Jing also has a trump card, but it requires blood to activate.
The more powerful the Life Pattern Master’s blood, the more effective the trump card becos.
However, unless it’s absolutely necessary, Yang Jing doesn’t want to use this trump card.
Human blood, such a disgusting thing, Yang Jing really doesn’t want to drink it!
However, now he has no other choice.
The Eighteen Arhats exchanged glances, and then, almost simultaneously, slit their own wrists.
As long as they can defeat Lin Yuan, a little blood is nothing.
Except for life itself, everything else can be given to Yang Jing without concern.
The wrists were cut open, and blood spurted out, forming strands of bloodlines.
A total of eighteen strands of bloodlines all surged towards Yang Jing’s mouth.
The flow rate of the blood was very fast, and at this mont, as Yang Jing drank his fill, his internal organs felt satisfied for the first ti.
Previously, Yang Jing only drank a asured amount of blood to maintain the operations of his internal organs.
Yang Jing drank to his heart’s content this ti, but the Eighteen Arhats were struggling to hold on.
In just a few seconds, at least one-fifth of their blood had drained away.
Fortunately, all of them were powerful Life Pattern Masters, or they would have fainted on the spot.
"Yang Jing, are you done yet!" Jiang Long shouted at Yang Jing, his face pale.
Yang Jing wiped his lips again and replied, "Done, it’s enough now."
After drinking the blood heartily, Yang Jing’s internal organs began to operate at full capacity.
This was also the first ti he could exert all his strength after replacing his organs with those from the Evil Spirits.
The various Evil Spirits’ organs started to work together, and a mysterious and profound pattern began to spread over Yang Jing’s body.
Yang Jing’s body started to grow explosively, and in the blink of an eye, it reached a height of about three zhang.
"Lin Yuan, am I, Yang Jing, any worse than you?" Yang Jing said with a sinister expression, black patterns dancing across his face, his voice wicked.
Lin Yuan observed all of Yang Jing’s transformations.
It must be said, Yang Jing is very strong now.
In fact, he was on par with Lin Yuan, who had devoured hundreds of Deceitful Evil Spirits.
One consud the deceitful, and the other drank human blood—both ways of becoming stronger were indeed sinister.
"You are strong!"
"But, I can be even stronger!" Lin Yuan’s voice was hoarse, like sandpaper rubbing together.
From their voices, it was clear they were both striving to control the side effects of their power surges.
It’s as if they were both dancing on the edge of a razor blade.
If they lost control, they would be reduced to Evil Spirits themselves.
Stronger yet?
Hearing Lin Yuan’s words, Yang Jing frowned deeply.
At this mont, Lin Yuan opened his mouth wide, and Yang Jing saw everything around them shrinking rapidly, then being swallowed up by Lin Yuan.
The Punishnt Departnt was swallowed by Lin Yuan as well.
At the mont Lin Yuan swallowed the Punishnt Departnt, they all returned to reality.
After swallowing the Punishnt Departnt, Lin Yuan’s power increased once again.
This increase was evident in the height of Zhong Kui’s Dharma Image.
Originally, Lin Yuan’s Zhong Kui’s Dharma Image was as tall as Yang Jing’s, about three zhang.
However, after devouring the Punishnt Departnt, Lin Yuan’s Zhong Kui’s Dharma Image reached a height of three zhang and three, or roughly nine ters and nine.
Overall, Lin Yuan was now a head taller than Yang Jing.
This extra height in the Dharma Image translated into significantly greater power.
Yang Jing looked at Lin Yuan, and after a mont, he said to the Eighteen Arhats, "The Punishnt Departnt has been devoured, and the Seven Treasure Canopy is useless now."
"You no longer need to shield ; strike with all your might to help kill him."
The Eighteen Arhats exchanged glances, then withdrew their support and retracted the Seven Treasure Canopy from above Yang Jing’s head.
"Om Mani Pad Hum."
The Six-Syllable Mantra of the Buddhist Sect resounded, and behind the eighteen individuals codenad the Eighteen Arhats, spiritual body phantoms of the eighteen Arhats, such as Dragon Subduing and Tiger Taming, appeared.
Undoubtedly, these phantoms were their tattoo abilities.
Then the Eighteen Arhats changed formation, combining in a stacking manner to form a gigantic Golden Buddha, joining Yang Jing in a frontal and rear assault on Lin Yuan.
With the Buddha’s chant echoing, a massive Buddha Hand Seal ford, and the Divine Palm of Tathagata descended from the heavens, smacking towards Lin Yuan.
At the sa ti, Zhong Kui’s Demon-Slaying Sword, the Qiankun Umbrella, and the Soul-Luring Lamp materialized in front of Lin Yuan.
At this point, these three treasures also began rging at a visible speed.
Zhong Kui’s Demon-Slaying Sword transford into the fan’s bone, the Qiankun Umbrella into the fan’s surface, and the Soul-Luring Lamp into fiery runes flickering on the fan’s surface.
In the blink of an eye, these three treasures fused into a blood-red fan.
However, it seed not yet fully rged.
At this ti, the fan’s form was unstable, occasionally revealing the state of the three treasures.
"Sssss."
Lin Yuan used the fan bone to scrape open his palm, letting blood pour onto the fan.
With the blood soaking the fan’s surface, the Iron Blood Demon Bone Fan finally ford.
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