31: Chapter 31 Lord of the Luo Wang Star

The rage in Lu Siye's eyes was about to burst forth as he gritted his teeth, glaring at the figure hidden beneath the black mist in the distance.

He was identical to the person he had seen in the Longevity Lock scene.

Activating the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Art, Lu Siye forcibly calmed his churning blood and Qi to prevent anger from clouding his judgment.

Lu Siye took a small step, ready to use Lingbo Microsteps at any moment to prevent another sneak attack from his opponent.

"An animal? Hehehe!" A chilling laugh came from beneath the black mist.

"I quite like that title. As a reward, I can leave your corpse intact and turn you into a Puppet."

As the voice faded, the black mist under the streetlamp gradually dissipated, leaving nothing inside.

"As the price for destroying my Twin Ghost Infants." Suddenly, the chilling voice rang out from behind his ears.

Lu Siye did not hesitate, instantly executing Lingbo Microsteps to dodge the blue-black palm striking from beneath the black mist.

Dodging the attack, Lu Siye withdrew his blade and countered by slashing at the opponent's wrist.

Missing his target, Lu Siye did not retreat but advanced instead, changing his move to a horizontal sweep, striking the black-mist figure squarely in the chest.

Clang~

The sound of metal clashing came from behind, and the figure beneath the black mist let out a cold snort, completely unexpected that this strike would carry such force, and was sent flying backward.

Lu Siye struck once and retreated, not pressing the attack.

Because he felt that this strike didn't hit a human body, but rather felt like hitting steel.

"Star Lord? Are you from The Net?" After putting some distance between them, Lu Siye frowned.

After learning about the Evil Path organization called The Net from Wang Wenjing, he had specifically gone back to check relevant information on the exorcism app.

The Realm classification of The Net was not the same as the Evil Suppression Bureau; they only had three Ranks, named after the Sun, Moon, and Star.

The Sun Lord corresponded to the Great Grandmaster of the Evil Suppression Bureau, the Moon Lord to the Day Tour Envoy, while the Star Lord was the equivalent of a Night Wanderer.

In other words, if this black-mist figure before him wasn't bluffing, then his Realm was that of a Night Wanderer, one Rank higher than Lu Siye.

"Oh! You actually know about The Net. It seems you are not a cultivator from a small Family. Are you from the Evil Suppression Bureau?"

The black-mist figure stopped in the distance, the black mist on his body churning, and the chilling voice came from within.

Whether he was intimidated by the force of Lu Siye's previous strike or for some other reason, he did not rush over immediately.

"So what if I am? So what if I'm not? An animal who uses infants to refine Ghosts deserves to be executed by everyone."

Lu Siye couldn't help but recall the scene of that Family of three, shattered under that blade light.

"How dare you bring this up! It took me eight years to refine two pairs of Twin Ghost Infants from hundreds of infants, and you actually destroyed one pair."

The black-mist figure let out a long howl, turning into an afterimage as he rushed towards Lu Siye.

"You deserve to die!" Lu Siye's eyes were splitting with rage.

Hundreds of lives, not to mention the families of those infants—how could he have the face to say that?

Facing the strong enemy, Lu Siye advanced instead of retreating; he gripped his blazing blood saber and slashed down at the black-mist figure.

Clang~

Although the black-mist figure reached out to block the strike, his figure was forced to stop under the immense impact.

Lu Siye pressed his advantage, slashing down one blade after another, sealing off all space around his opponent and forcing him to take the blade edge head-on.

The massive strength brought by the power of three Dragons-Elephants forced the black-mist figure to take several steps back to disperse the force with every blade he received.

Lu Siye executed Lingbo Microsteps, following the black-mist figure closely, forcing him to be on the defensive and unable to counter.

The mastery-level Five Tiger Soul-Slaying Saber Technique focused on being fierce and unyielding, moving forward without fear; to cut the enemy's courage, one must first train one's own courage.

Gradually, Lu Siye felt his blade technique becoming smoother, his striking speed increasing, and he shifted from fighting while chasing to suppressing his opponent.

[Gao Song is shocked and angry: Damn it! Is this thing a freak? Fear value + 123!]

Amidst the continuous blade light, the black-mist figure became increasingly alarmed. This human before him, who only had the strength of a Night Patrol Envoy, was like a zombie, possessing terrifying raw strength.

His blood and Qi had reached the peak of the Night Patrol Envoy, and combined with that bizarre, immense strength, his combat power was no weaker than the first Realm of a Night Wanderer.

Gao Song grew increasingly alarmed, and a slight intention to retreat had already formed in his heart.

If he hadn't fused with a Twin Ghost Infant half a year ago, making his body no longer belong to the human category, his palms would have been severed long ago.

Even so, his palms were already covered in blade marks, with the blue-black flesh rolled back.

One must know that he had already stepped into the Night Wanderer stage years ago, and the Twin Ghost Infant he fused with half a year ago was also at the fierce Ghost level, making his own strength a top-tier existence within the first Realm of the Night Wanderer.

But even so, he still couldn't take down this mere Night Patrol Envoy before him.

The black-mist figure's eyes were gloomy; he knew this couldn't go on!

Martial Artists had amazing stamina. Although the opponent couldn't do anything to him, if this dragged on until reinforcements from the Evil Suppression Bureau arrived, it would be disastrous.

In the black-mist figure's mind, a man with knotted muscles, looking like an iron tower, appeared, and a chill couldn't help but rise in his heart.

"Ah~"

The black-mist figure let out a long howl, and at the cost of taking a slash to his chest, he forced his way out of the range of Lu Siye's blade light.

Swoosh~

Lu Siye didn't hold back his blade, slashing directly into the ground, tearing several cracks in the road, while he was panting heavily.

The extreme operation of the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Art left his body surface glowing red, the surrounding air distorting due to the high temperature, his internal blood and Qi churning and boiling, and his blood vessels feeling faintly stinging.

Although the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Art was a Body Refining martial art, it first strengthened the muscles and bones of the human body; parts like blood vessels and internal organs needed to be gradually strengthened by Qi and blood.

And Lu Siye hadn't been cultivating for long; although his talent for martial arts was high, his blood vessels were still fragile compared to his muscles and bones, so they couldn't withstand the violent Qi and blood under extreme operation.

Pulling the blazing blood saber from the ground, Lu Siye stood with the blade, looking at the black-mist figure expressionlessly.

On the surface, he was fearless, but in reality, he was rapidly circulating his Cultivation Technique to calm the boiling blood and Qi within him.

The black-mist figure stood in the distance, unable to help but reach out to touch the deep, bone-visible blade wound on his chest. What was eerie was that even with a wound of this magnitude, the black-mist figure did not shed a single drop of blood.

Damn it! When did such a freak appear in the Evil Suppression Bureau?

On the street, the black-mist figure and Lu Siye guarded against each other, and the situation suddenly stalemated.

The black-mist figure looked up at the sky; the pitch-black water curtain that had originally isolated the outside world had become somewhat translucent.

The Ghost Wall was set up by another evil Ghost he controlled. During the earlier clash, he had accidentally damaged the pitch-black water curtain of the Ghost Wall a few times, and now it could probably only last for another dozen minutes.

Once the Ghost Wall disappeared, his aura would no longer be isolated, and the experts of the Evil Suppression Bureau would be able to sense him; he couldn't drag this on any longer.

The black-mist figure let out a long howl, and the sky-filling black mist spread out from his body, crushing towards Lu Siye like an avalanche.

Facing the black mist, Lu Siye held the blazing blood saber, operating the Bei Ming Divine Art and Lingbo Microsteps to their limits, and charged straight in.

"A mere Night Patrol Envoy actually dares to take the initiative to enter my resentment Ghost mist? Are you so impatient to die!"

The black-mist figure's voice came from all directions, making it impossible to distinguish his location.

Lu Siye didn't reply, but stood still, maximizing his perception, allowing the resentment Ghost mist to invade his body.

"Hahaha, with the resentment Ghost mist entering your body, no matter how strong your Physical Body is, it will be slowly eroded, eventually freezing into a statue, waiting to be slaughtered."

"Noisy!" Lu Siye looked around vigilantly, still motionless.

However, after waiting for a while, the black-mist figure didn't launch an attack on Lu Siye, seemingly waiting for him to be unable to hold out against the resentment Ghost mist before coming out to deliver a fatal blow.

What he didn't know was that the resentment Ghost mist that invaded Lu Siye's body had already been absorbed and converted by the Bei Ming Divine Art the moment it entered.

Lu Siye had secretly absorbed the black mist from the opponent during their previous clash and knew that the Bei Ming Divine Art could counter the opponent, which was why he had rushed in.

His heart was indeed full of anger, but that didn't mean he would lose his sanity.

The opponent was stalling for time, but wasn't he also stalling for time?

The longer the time dragged on, the more Bei Ming Internal Energy he would have in his Dantian.

By then, who would be the one to die was not yet certain!