Chapter 71

As the black mud attached to San Yakei's body was continuously being eliminated, the ghosts that composed the black mud were naturally unwilling to be destroyed. Streams of ghostly energy attacked Qingye, who was just a few steps away.

Thus, while Qingye continuously attacked San Yakei, he also had to dodge, and even endure the ghostly energy attacks from the ghosts.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet?" Qingye asked during the battle.

"San Yakei," San Yakei replied.

"Very nice name!" Qingye praised.

The two people, who were fighting for their lives, actually chatted as if they were having a casual conversation.

If you only listened to their dialogue, you might think they were in an elegant restaurant, quietly drinking coffee and chatting.

But in reality, they were constantly attacking each other with lethal moves, intending to kill the other.

No, that's not quite right! At least Qingye didn't want to kill the other, but the controlled San Yakei was genuinely trying to take Qingye's life with every attack.

Thus, Qingye and the ghosts engaged in a tug-of-war. However, it was clear that Qingye had the upper hand. After a short while, the ghosts on San Yakei's body were reduced by nearly half, and almost no black mud remained on her upper body. The attacks launched by the ghosts also decreased, and the ghostly energy they carried became weaker. In short, Qingye found it much easier to deal with them.

The ghosts on San Yakei's body became anxious. Perhaps due to their long-term attachment to a single body, these ghosts had fused together, forming a collective consciousness.

This collective consciousness, composed of thousands of ghosts, was so powerful that it could command the other ghosts.

So, when this collective consciousness sensed danger, it began to order the surrounding ghosts to gather around it to strengthen its power.

In the next moment, the tens of thousands of ghosts that had condensed into black water began to act under the command of the collective consciousness. They surged towards San Yakei's body one after another.

Countless streams of black water surged onto San Yakei's body. Qingye watched as the black water, now more densely condensed, turned into new black mud and attached to San Yakei's body. The black mud on her body grew thicker, even spreading back to her upper body. Qingye inwardly sighed, "Trouble."

"Sorry, I didn't want to hurt you too much, but it looks like you're going to be injured," Qingye said.

"Don't worry about me. If necessary, you can kill me," San Yakei said, her expression more vivid now that the black mud and ghosts had mostly left her upper body.

However, as more and more ghosts surged onto her body, tens of thousands of ghosts were now attached to her. Although most of these ghosts had not yet spread to her upper body, San Yakei's expression once again became blank.

"Then I'll have to be rude," Qingye said, lunging forward and tightly hugging San Yakei.

In the next moment, the black mud formed by countless ghosts surged up, engulfing Qingye, who was hugging San Yakei.

A large mass of black mud formed, and the collective consciousness, using the powerful resentment of tens of thousands of ghosts, tried to control Qingye, who had been swallowed. Unfortunately, Qingye's consciousness was in the form of a primordial spirit, fundamentally different from ordinary souls. Even though his current primordial spirit was weak, it could not be suppressed by sheer numbers. Therefore, the collective consciousness of the black mud could not control Qingye.

The collective consciousness then used the powerful ghostly energy of tens of thousands of ghosts to attack Qingye, trying to eliminate him from within.

However, with the protection of pure yang true qi, Qingye could protect himself from the ghostly energy.

While protecting himself, Qingye's pure yang true qi rapidly transformed into lightning within his body, accumulating a large amount of lightning.

At this moment, Qingye even had the leisure to daydream. Feeling the softness of San Yakei's chest against his, Qingye sighed, "Saving people has its perks, it's not all for nothing."

Finally, Qingye felt that the accumulated lightning was sufficient.

"Lightning, come!" With a crack, a massive bolt of lightning erupted from Qingye's body.

The lightning that erupted in an instant was like a giant thunderbolt falling from the sky.

The black mud, hit by the lightning from the inside, was instantly shattered from the inside out.

Although the tens of thousands of ghosts, tightly packed together, had much stronger resistance to attacks, this also meant that the area they could be hit was smaller.

Originally, a powerful bolt of lightning like Qingye's would not have been able to destroy tens of thousands of ghosts, as the range of the lightning, no matter how powerful, was limited, and tens of thousands of ghosts would cover a large area.

But now, the tens of thousands of ghosts had gathered themselves, even enveloping Qingye inside.

This made Qingye like Sun Wukong inside the belly of the Iron Fan Princess. A powerful bolt of lightning from the inside out instantly eliminated all tens of thousands of ghosts.

The lightning that erupted in an instant had dissipated the black mud that enveloped Qingye and San Yakei.

As for San Yakei, who was in Qingye's arms, she was protected by his pure yang true qi.

However, even with Qingye's protection, she could not escape unscathed from such a powerful lightning attack.

Although the rampant current was blocked by the pure yang true qi, the shockwave from the lightning, which erupted at close range, made San Yakei gasp and bleed from the corner of her mouth, suffering internal injuries.

"Are you okay?" Qingye asked while inputting pure yang true qi into San Yakei's body to soothe her injuries.

"I'm fine. Please save the young mistress," San Yakei said, never forgetting her young mistress.

"Don't worry. I consider Shan Wang Xia a friend, so I won't leave her behind," Qingye reassured her and then picked her up in a princess carry.

"What, what are you doing?" San Yakei, clearly uncomfortable with the situation, blushed and said nervously.

"You need to rest! So just rest here, and I'll go bring your young mistress back!" Qingye carried San Yakei to the wire fence around the rooftop and let her sit against it.

"Please, I'm counting on you," San Yakei said, gripping Qingye's arm tightly.

Qingye patted San Yakei's hand, which was gripping his arm, and turned to walk towards the magic array.

At this point, the tens of thousands of ghosts that had formed the black water around the magic array were gone, leaving only a few stragglers.

So, Qingye once again transformed the pure yang true qi in his body into lightning and released a large area of electric grid. With a series of crackling sounds, the few remaining ghosts were completely eliminated. Thus, Qingye had cleared all the ghosts around the magic array.

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