Chapter 61

"Boom!"

Zhu Lingwu, stepping with the Swift Swallow Step, gathered the power of the Thunder Palm in his right hand and struck at the Xuanming Ghost Head that was chasing the white fox.

The Xuanming Ghost Head, which had already released ghostly energy and transformed into a fierce ghost with disheveled hair, was not afraid of Zhu Lingwu. It recklessly charged straight at Zhu Lingwu's palm. The white, skeletal jaw opened, and the teeth, like sharp blades, aimed to bite down on Zhu Lingwu's hand.

On the other side, Meng Yishi clearly had some uncertainty about Zhu Lingwu's intense reaction. He did not recall the Xuanming Ghost Head but instead watched with a gleam in his eyes as Zhu Lingwu and the Xuanming Ghost Head fought.

Perhaps he also wanted to see if Zhu Lingwu could handle the Xuanming Ghost Head and what methods he might use to counter it. However, his gaze was more focused on the white fox.

But he did not feel anything special about the white fox. It was just fleeing. Meng Yishi's thoughts shifted, and soon another Xuanming Ghost Head flew out from in front of him, releasing a thick ghostly energy, and pounced on the white fox.

This forced Zhu Lingwu to withdraw his palm power and, like a flying swallow, turn to save the white fox, as if the white fox were truly very important.

"Little Daji, we have to fight, use your power quickly!"

Zhu Lingwu shouted urgently, as if the white fox really had some means to turn the tide.

"Why, Fellow Daoist, why go to such lengths? Heh heh heh, go, capture them, but don't kill them for now!"

Meng Yishi did not seem worried about Zhu Lingwu's desperate fight. He just commanded the remaining Xuanming Ghost Heads to move, showing great confidence in them. He even placed the jade slip Zhu Lingwu had thrown at him on his forehead and began to examine the information Zhu Lingwu had left.

Clearly, if he found that Zhu Lingwu was deceiving him, he would not be lenient. He was preparing to use force, and for now, he could not afford to consider Zhu Lingwu's threat of making his soul dissipate.

Now it seemed that Zhu Lingwu had a weakness, and the white fox seemed to be a threat to him.

For a moment, the situation in the room became chaotic. Five Xuanming Ghost Heads simultaneously released ghostly energy, transforming into fierce ghosts and pouncing on Zhu Lingwu and the white fox.

The white fox was also in a panic. Its three fox tails quickly trembled, and a white, pure spiritual energy emanated from them, forming a cloud of spiritual mist that drifted toward the nearest Xuanming Ghost Head.

This spiritual mist somewhat restrained the ghostly energy released by the Xuanming Ghost Head. The white fox then took the opportunity to dart toward the talisman on the wall.

On the other side, Zhu Lingwu seemed to be in a dangerous situation, with three Xuanming Ghost Heads heading toward him. Zhu Lingwu tightened his left hand, and the electric arc hidden in his palm was ready to be unleashed.

At this moment, Zhu Lingwu suddenly noticed that Meng Yishi, who was examining the jade slip, seemed distracted. He knew that Meng Yishi was somewhat preoccupied.

"Chance! This is a matter of life and death!"

Zhu Lingwu sneered and swung his left palm forward. A bolt of lightning flashed from his palm, like a lightning whip, quickly striking the skulls of the two Xuanming Ghost Heads in front of him.

"Zhi zhi! Zhi zhi!"

A series of ghostly howls echoed, and the two Xuanming Ghost Heads paused in mid-air. Lightning had a natural restraining effect on them.

At this moment, the electric arc in Zhu Lingwu's palm was already flying toward Meng Yishi. Zhu Lingwu knew he had little time. The electric arc he had condensed was not enough to kill the two Xuanming Ghost Heads, but it could temporarily disrupt the ghostly energy they contained.

He needed to use this current to render the distracted Meng Yishi powerless, so he could strike him down. Only by killing Meng Yishi could he truly break the deadlock.

Meng Yishi was indeed shocked by the content of the jade slip. He could not understand why the information Zhu Lingwu had stored in the jade slip was this.

Using his divine sense to examine the information stored in the jade slip, he saw not text but direct images. Seeing those airplanes, cars, and skyscrapers in modern cities, Meng Yishi's worldview was shaken.

Anyone who had never seen modern society would be amazed upon first encountering it.

Meng Yishi thought it was the legendary immortal realm. He could not imagine that Zhu Lingwu would have such memories!

The information stored in the jade slip was difficult to fabricate. It could only be what you had seen or experienced.

Therefore, Meng Yishi did not doubt that this was fabricated by Zhu Lingwu, but what he saw was hard to believe.

At this moment, Meng Yishi was somewhat relaxed. He was too confident in his Xuanming Ghost Heads. He did not think that Zhu Lingwu, a mere mortal who only knew martial arts, could resist such Xuanming Ghost Heads after being monitored for half a year.

Unfortunately, he did not expect that Zhu Lingwu had the ability to control electricity. By the time he realized that Zhu Lingwu had avoided the two Xuanming Ghost Heads, he was struck by the electric arc from Zhu Lingwu's palm.

Meng Yishi instinctively gathered energy within his body, trying to activate his protective power, but the high-voltage electric arc quickly spread over his body.

The thousands of volts numbed Meng Yishi's entire body, making him completely uncontrollable, as if he were under a binding spell.

Then, Zhu Lingwu's figure was already in front of Meng Yishi. With a "Boom," Zhu Lingwu used the full power of the Thunder Palm and struck Meng Yishi's forehead.

"Crack!"

Zhu Lingwu could clearly hear the sound of Meng Yishi's skull breaking.

At the same time, a circle of earth-yellow light flashed around Meng Yishi's neck, and his entire body was protected by an earth-yellow light shield.

This was probably Meng Yishi's last self-protection method. Unfortunately, under the stimulation of the electric arc, his spiritual energy did not activate this protective power in time, and Zhu Lingwu still managed to strike his forehead.

"Damn, he still has this trick! I don't know if one strike was enough to kill him!"

After his strike, Zhu Lingwu saw the strange change and quickly retreated, moving to the side of the room and reaching for the talisman on the wall.

At this moment, the two Xuanming Ghost Heads he had repelled with lightning had not yet recovered. The ghostly energy in their skulls was uncontrollably dispersing due to the electric stimulation.

The remaining three Xuanming Ghost Heads, two of which were blocking the white fox, and the other one pounced on Zhu Lingwu.

Zhu Lingwu felt his hand almost touching the talisman, but his fingers slipped and were pushed away by the energy released by the talisman. Damn, this talisman also has a magical protection...

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