**Chapter 206: This Demon Cultivator Is So Wicked!**
“Hehehe~ So strong! You’re really amazing, making me feel so good, so refreshing~”
At this moment, within the bl**d-red barrier, Yun Zhonghe was still battling fiercely against the puppet.
The demon cultivator was controlling the puppet, screeching with a spine-chilling voice that nearly turned the scene into a horror movie—Scare your socks off, level extreme!
“With so many tricks and such formidable strength at the late Foundation Establishment stage, if you were to continue developing unscathed, who knows how terrifying you’d become. That person will probably have a headache about it!”
The demon cultivator chuckled delightfully, “It’d be such a pity to just k*ll you like this. How about you say something nice to make me feel good, hmm?”
Yun Zhonghe couldn’t be bothered to respond.
With his dwindling spiritual energy, he was barely holding on, using techniques from the Eight Directions and Six Harmonies Sword Technique, maximizing efficiency. Winning was out of the question.
Unless he pulled out Xia Wudi’s sword skills and stacked damage using the Six Harmonies Sword Qi—then maybe, just maybe, he could claim victory.
But Yun Zhonghe thought it was unnecessary. If he failed, he’d be left without energy, just waiting to be butchered. Better to hold on and wait for the seniors from the sect to come rescue him.
“No way, if this drags on, Brother Yun will be in trouble.”
Lin Zhongyu noticed Yun Zhonghe’s diminishing spiritual energy, and Su Xiaoxiao had dashed out for a while now, yet she hadn’t brought anyone back, making her a bit anxious.
Meanwhile, she had already sent a spirit message to Mu Jixue; hopefully, if she saw it, she would immediately request Master Youyue for help.
But what if Mu Jixue was too busy getting schooled by Master Youyue and hadn’t brought the communication talisman with her?
With no other options, Lin Zhongyu stared intently at the bl**d-red barrier.
Upon closer inspection, she thought she noticed something: “The more violently you hit this bl**d-red barrier, the harder it gets—kind of like a strange liquid Brother Yun once mentioned.”
“You mean a non-Newtonian fluid?” Tao Jiu’er blurted out.
After all, she had spent enough time with Yun Zhonghe to have overheard his ramblings about all sorts of odd things.
“Exactly! Non-Newtonian fluid! The more impact this barrier receives at once, the stronger its defense becomes, akin to unbeatable defense. But if we apply gentle impacts, it might actually break through easily.”
Because they had all been frantically trying to save someone, they had been attacking the barrier with all their might, only making it tougher.
Lin Zhongyu had a lightbulb moment and decided to try the opposite approach. She carefully sliced the barrier with her spiritual sword and—surprisingly—it actually cut through! Though small, it was a glimmer of hope!
“But that’s too small! It’ll take forever to open up the barrier. I’m afraid for the Young Master…” Tao Jiu’er said.
“I have a plan.”
With that, she got ready and assumed the stance for the Eight Directions Sword Technique.
Even though Lin Zhongyu’s mastery of the Eight Directions Sword Technique wasn’t as advanced as Yun Zhonghe’s, she had gained some insights and understandings.
While Yun Zhonghe executed it with fierce killing intent, leaving no chance of escape, Lin Zhongyu merged the yin and yang energies, infusing her strikes with compassion, almost as if opening a door to life.
Her two energies intertwined in a unique wave of power.
Heaven and Earth are limitless, yin and yang merge!
With a delicate shout, the originally unbreakable bl**d-red barrier was effortlessly sliced open!
Tao Jiu’er was momentarily stunned. The Eight Directions Sword Technique was supposed to be the Yun family’s secret skill, but here it shone brightly in Lin Zhongyu’s hands, radiating a unique brilliance.
But Tao Jiu’er didn’t overthink it; she quickly dashed into the barrier to support Yun Zhonghe.
“You managed to break my barrier…”
The puppet’s malevolent eyes showed a flicker of admiration—this was the first time it had encountered such a formidable opponent, one that could battle its puppet for so long without being at the Golden Core stage.
Moreover, it had encountered someone who could break its barrier, possessing relatively low cultivation but remarkable swordsmanship, already touching on the realm of unity of man and sword, achieving the merging of yin and yang…
Furthermore…
When the demon cultivator looked through the puppet’s eyes at Tao Jiu’er, a hint of surprise crossed its face.
Hehehe, interesting, interesting! I didn’t expect to meet someone so intriguing here.
It truly had been a while.
But intriguing as it was, it couldn’t afford to linger here any longer, especially since it sensed several powerful auras rushing this way.
The demon cultivator turned to Yun Zhonghe, “You’re the most unique cultivator I’ve ever met. Don’t d*e, okay? I still want to keep enjoying your company.”
With a wicked smile, it withdrew its mind from the puppet, slipping away leisurely.
“Where do you think you’re going?!”
Just then, a third party intervened.
An old swordsman with an ethereal bearing appeared, his dual-colored yin-yang sword tearing through the void to block the demon cultivator.
“Yin-Yang Divine Sword?!” Lin Zhongyu gasped.
At this moment, Yun Zhonghe finally noticed that the old swordsman wore black and white robes, with intricate embroidery of mountains, rivers, and sun and moon.
The Yin-Yang Sword God! A hidden powerhouse from Xuantian Sect, older than even the current sect master, yet uninterested in fame or fortune, often in seclusion, with little indication of being active.
Even Master Qin was puzzled: What brought this old-timer here?
With three Transformation Gods coming together, even the demon cultivator would likely find it hard to escape.
This battle was no longer their concern; they could leave it to the sect’s bigwigs.
“Brother Yun!”
Su Xiaoxiao, who had come along with Master Qin, swooped in.
Seeing Yun Zhonghe covered in injuries made her heart sink, and she rushed toward him.
But just then, Yun Zhonghe suddenly yelled, “Get back!”
He used his energy to shove Lin Zhongyu and Tao Jiu’er aside, also halting Su Xiaoxiao’s advance.
Behind him, the puppet’s form twisted and convulsed, then began to expand…
It was about to self-destruct!
The three Transformation Gods quickly sensed this and had no choice but to abandon their chase of the escaping demon cultivator.
Boom!!!
A massive blast rocked the area, followed by bl**d mist and a repulsive stench of bl**d engulfing Yun Zhonghe.
The entire incident unfolded in the blink of an eye, while Lin Zhongyu, Su Xiaoxiao, and Tao Jiu’er stared wide-eyed at the spot where the puppet had exploded, disbelief etched across their faces.
