I Can Devour Spirits

The three entered the broken temple, and Blood Monk Wu Xiang and the old farmer didn’t give Lv Qingzhu a moment to catch her breath before continuing their frenzied attack on her.

Lv Qingzhu was forced back step by step by the two of them...

As such, the three of them engaged in combat while slowly moving step by step into the dim corner of the broken temple.

Lv Qingzhu knocked away Wu Xiang’s heavy Precept Blade that was slashing diagonally at her, but her steps were already a bit unsteady, and she retreated half a step once more.

Lv Qingzhu suddenly felt a hard surface behind her; her back was against the wall in the corner of the temple.

A glint of determination flashed in Lv Qingzhu’s eyes.

If her True Qi was completely depleted and Amu had not yet arrived, she would use the last bit of True Qi to end her own life.

Just as Lv Qingzhu was thinking this, a clang suddenly sounded at the feet of the old farmer not far from her side.

In this dark corner, the old farmer, shifting his body, didn’t see the jar by the wall’s root and accidentally kicked it, breaking it...

This accidental collision wasn’t insignificant, as a dark bundle rolled out from the broken jar...

The old farmer’s eyelid twitched, thinking there was a weasel hiding in the jar that got startled and jumped out...

Duan Rong had been hiding in this jar, constantly using Divine Sense Projection to monitor the situation outside.

When the three of them were tussling and entered the broken temple, Duan Rong began to feel anxious. Seeing the bald monk in bloodstained clothes and the old farmer forcing Lv Qingzhu to retreat step by step towards his hiding place, he became even more nervous...

The three had already moved into a dark corner, continuing their struggle, especially Wu Xiang and the old farmer, whose figures flickered as they surrounded Lv Qingzhu.

Duan Rong had already prepared for the worst, and sure enough, what he feared happened.

In the next moment, the old farmer kicked and broke the jar.

The old farmer saw the dark bundle roll out and wasn’t planning to pay any attention to it, as his eyes were fixed on Lv Qingzhu, this delicacy seemingly at the end of her strength, about to fall into his hands, leaving him no time to worry about a startled weasel...

But just as the dark bundle rolled out, it suddenly exploded with crackling sounds, and almost simultaneously, the dark bundle suddenly burst open.

At the instant the dark bundle exploded, a glint of a blade shadow slashed towards him!

Duan Rong knew clearly that once the jar was broken by the old farmer, he was exposed.

Originally, while still outside the temple, Duan Rong had used Divine Sense Investigation to see very clearly.

Previously, Lv Qingzhu had been suppressing the bald monk in bloodstained clothes, but later, after the old farmer joined in, the situation reversed, and the two forced Lv Qingzhu into this rundown temple.

Now that he was exposed, his only choice was to join forces with Lv Qingzhu to kill these two people in front of them. Only then would he have a chance to survive.

Duan Rong’s strategy was simple, as long as he held off the old farmer, he believed Lv Qingzhu could still suppress the bald monk!

Duan Rong’s strike came without any warning, the blade shadow flashed, and the old farmer instinctively retreated to dodge.

However, Duan Rong was at the Great Perfection Realm, while the old farmer was only at the Micro Realm, and since Duan Rong attacked first, how could the old farmer possibly evade?

Yet despite this, as the blade shadow flashed, thin threads of blood wriggled and gathered around the old farmer, like living creatures, blocking this fatal strike for him.

After being blocked, Duan Rong leapt forward, sticking close to the old farmer and slashing again at a tricky angle.

Duan Rong’s sudden and bizarre appearance startled both Lv Qingzhu and Blood Monk Wu Xiang.

Unlike the old farmer, they hadn’t seen the dark object rolling out from the jar.

They had only heard a clang, and in the next moment, Duan Rong was already fighting with the old farmer.

Seeing Lv Qingzhu still in shock, Duan Rong suddenly shouted, ”What are you dazing off for? Kill that bald monk now!”

Despite his flurry of slashes, Duan Rong’s heart was chilled!

The old farmer’s Filthy Blood Divine Skill was evidently far more profound than that of the fortune teller.

The all-out slash he delivered was entirely neutralized by those wriggling blood threads that seemed like living creatures.

Snapped out of her daze by Duan Rong’s shout, Lv Qingzhu immediately reacted, thrusting her longsword towards Wu Xiang...

With Duan Rong holding off the old farmer, Lv Qingzhu was no longer attacked from both fronts, immediately unleashing her full power against Blood Monk Wu Xiang.

Lv Qingzhu knew this was a life-and-death struggle!

Wu Xiang’s cracked lips were already bloodless, and his expression began to wilt, clearly feeling that there was little ”blood” left in his body.

In contrast, Lv Qingzhu’s power surged, each activation of the Filthy Blood Divine Skill to block Lv Qingzhu’s deadly strikes consuming a significant amount of his energy.

All of Duan Rong’s attacks were blocked by the Filthy Blood Divine Skill, finally giving the old farmer some relief.

Duan Rong’s manner of appearing was too strange and shocking.

Furthermore, living in a mountain village and rarely mingling in the Jianghu, the old farmer knew little about Jianghu affairs, and had never known that Bone Shrinking Technique, such an abnormal technique, even existed.

Therefore, when Duan Rong initially exploded out of the dark meat bundle, the old farmer instinctively retreated because he had no idea what Duan Rong’s Martial Arts Realm was and was intimidated by his manner of appearance.

But now, seeing that the Filthy Blood Divine Skill could block all of Duan Rong’s attacks, he had calmed down.

Having calmed down, the old farmer quickly realized that Duan Rong’s realm was higher than Micro but weaker than the True Qi Realm, clearly having achieved Inner Breath Realm Great Perfection as a martial artist.

Even though Duan Rong was flashing blade shadows in front of the old farmer, the old farmer no longer looked at him, instead raising his eyes towards Lv Qingzhu and Blood Monk Wu Xiang behind Duan Rong.