Chapter 929: Chapter 699: Breaking Your Lawlessness
Baili An reacted quickly, retracting her foot and narrowing her eyes.
In the oppressive dark night, crimson mist spread across the land. Even Baili An’s dark vision was greatly obstructed.
With the naked eye alone, it was nearly impossible to discern the surrounding environnt.
However, in Baili An’s sight, she clearly saw a section of tree branch suddenly break and fall, brushing against the leaves.
During its fall, it seed to have been sliced by countless invisible sharp objects, silently turning into nurous broken twigs that vanished into the void below.
Divine Sense released.
“Zzzzzz————”
It was like a delicate bowstring tightening to capture sound.
The cold moon blanketed the sand, the heavy clouds scattered shallowly. In the thick mist of the pale moonlight, Baili An “saw” countless fine silver threads intertwined and entangled, forming densely packed webs between the branches.
Yun Rong’s expression darkened. The Snow Sword hovered suspended above her head, with a sword tip emitting a brilliant clear light, reflecting her pale features, giving them a cold and crystalline quality like jade.
Both paused in their steps abruptly, as a silvery white brilliance like three thousand strands of hair swiftly cut down several branches like a shadow of a flying swan, rushing toward their heads in a sweeping motion.
Lowering her gaze, Yun Rong intended to form a sword finger, but Baili An blocked her action by extending an arm horizontally, whispering, “These threads are all dead objects, evidently intended to tire us out. We don’t need to waste our energy dealing with them.”
Yun Rong could clearly see that these silver threads were manipulated dead objects, but standing here and letting themselves be cut down was obviously not an option.
Before she could guess what Baili An intended to do, she saw him wave his arm, and an aqua blue gemstone between his thumb flashed with a mysterious light.
Several enormous, heavy shadows descended from the sky with a spatial fluctuation, and sturdy branches creaked under the imnse weight.
Yun Rong couldn’t help but widen her eyes, staring at the towering cha figures standing like iron towers before her, and exclaid in astonishnt, “This is Shifang City’s talismanic technique?!
Baili An stepped back two paces, dividing his Divine Sense into five strands, each channeled into the Spirit Stone core of the five cha.
“Buzz ————” A deep resounding noise.
The five chas slowly opened their eyes, their jewel-like eyes seemingly flowing with molten lava.
The countless silvery threads extending like webs in all directions covered them.
A low, tallic roar rose with the wind, and the five chas’ cold steel bodies suddenly burst with red-gold brilliance. Their imposing and heavy presence was like a mountain. Yet, the erupting Red Gold Energy was sharper and more nacing than those silver threads!
The five chas reached out simultaneously, capturing the incoming silver threads with their ten fingers and forcefully ripping them apart.
The myriad of intricately twisted, slender silver threads snapped one by one, like frozen lines of liquid in the depths of winter, turning into countless particulate lights like dust.
Yun Rong was extrely surprised: “Are these the cha from Shifang City? But why do they seem sowhat different from what I rember?”
Her sharp eyes noted the glowing Spirit Stone patterns on the cha’s chest with a sudden narrowed gaze: “Puppetry Technique?!!!”
Had he actually blended the Demon Clan’s cultivation technique with Shifang City’s chanical technique?!
Within the protection of the five cha, the spot where Baili An and Yun Rong stood saw no trace of carnage.
Baili An looked quite calm and at ease, crossing his arms over his chest, and said, “Using Puppetry Technique against Puppetry Technique is rather fair, isn’t it?”
Did he suggest that these eerie, sharp silver threads all across the land were Puppetry Technique?
As soon as he finished his words, amidst the shifting shadows, a particularly slender white figure drifted in.
The stark white clothes fluttered in the night air, and the white figure’s head hung sideways, obscuring the facial features. A cascade of mournful white hair draped from the face, its ends unseen.
The silver threads attacking Baili An originated from her.
Yun Rong said, “It’s a hair yokai.”
Yokai and Enchanting Demons are different; they are not protected by Beiyuan Forest, nor are they inflicted by its curse.
She was not assimilated by the forest’s curse, yet neither was she free anymore.
The weightless white-haired Banshee suspended on the treetops, her limbs distorted in an exceedingly twisted posture, as though manipulated by strings in a puppet show.
She looked exceedingly like a puppet on stage, manipulated by strings.
A silver thread extended from her chest, pulled taut, seemingly connecting her heart, with a point of crimson red at her heart.
When her pale arm suddenly lifted high, her hair twisted violently, and the number of incoming wave-like silver threads increased, becoming even more fiercely cutting!
A hidden formidable power left deep scores on the five cha, the marks deep enough to reveal their core.
Yet gripping the swath of silver threads again with their palms beca exceedingly difficult for the five cha.
The tal hands were sliced in half by the silver threads, like a hot knife slicing through frozen oil, embedding sharply into their palms, with searing iron liquid rolling down along the threads, leaving wormhole-like marks on the branches.
In an instant, the hair yokai gained the upper hand, though this effort also drained her spirit and life greatly.
Causing her heart to gradually falter, and blood to slowly seep out and spread across the fabric over her chest.
She moved her tilting head slightly, seemingly enduring great pain, slowly raising a ghastly pale face in desperation.
Had Wang Yi actually used Puppetry Technique on a living spirit whose consciousness had yet to fade!!!
Yun Rong frowned, saying, “Your chas might not last long. Shall I grant her a quick end?”
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