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The Yang Master charged toward the giant dragon, and with all his gathered strength, he raised both hands to block its attack. Seeing this, Li Bo also summoned his remaining power and rushed forward, attempting to shield himself against the devastating blow.
However, at that moment, Li Yu did not seize the opportunity to deliver a fatal strike to the two men; instead, he stood still, motionless.
"What's wrong with Li Yu?" I murmured anxiously as I watched him standing there, scanning the area for Jiang Ling, whom I had thrown earlier.
"Where did it go?" I thought frantically, hoping to take advantage of this moment to deal a lethal blow to the two Void Gods.
"What are you looking for..." Death Apostle asked as he noticed me searching around. "Jiang Ling?"
"Yes! This is such a great opportunity. If we don't eliminate those two now, I won't know how to deal with them later. Li Zhisheng, right?" I said, tapping Li Zhisheng beside me in hopes that he would help search.
But Li Zhisheng did not respond; like Li Yu, he stood there in a daze.
Noticing something was off with him, I turned my gaze toward him and saw two lines of tears streaming down his cheeks. The tears flowed from the corners of his eyes and dripped down his chin, glistening under the radiant light emitted by the pale dragon.
"Li Zhisheng..." Death Apostle also noticed Li Zhisheng's unusual state and looked puzzled. Before he could finish speaking, Li Zhisheng suddenly fell to his knees with a thud and cried out loudly, "Dad!"
"What?!" I gasped in shock and quickly turned my gaze toward Li Yu. At that moment, I saw him lying on the ground, blood slowly pooling from where his head had struck.
Looking back at the pale dragon, it dawned on me. This dragon was formed from all of Li Yu's Void Spirit power and his very soul; no wonder he had suddenly lost his Void Spirit.
Realizing this, it became clear that Li Yu knew he couldn't take on two opponents alone and had resorted to this mutually destructive tactic in a desperate attempt to kill them both.
At that moment, my vision began to blur as tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. Unlike Li Zhisheng's heart-wrenching cries, I silently wept for Li Yu's death.
"Enough of this! Quickly! Help me find Jiang Ling!" I wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes with my sleeve and urged the Death Apostle to assist me in searching for Jiang Ling.
"What good will it do to find her? Didn't you just exhaust all your power?" Yao Long reminded me from the side.
"So what? Are we just going to wait to die?!" I exclaimed, my emotions getting the better of me as I pointed towards the direction of the giant dragon.
There, Fan and another Yang Master were desperately fending off the dragon's attacks. Bolts of white lightning spread out from the center of their clash. Although the dragon seemed to have the upper hand, those two were holding it back fiercely, and the massive body of the dragon was gradually disappearing over time.
"If the dragon exhausts its power and those two survive, are we just going to wait for our doom?!"
"You’re right! We can’t let Li Zhisheng’s father’s death be in vain!" With that, Yao Long gritted his teeth, broke free from the support of the Death Apostle, and with all his strength lifted Azure Spirit, aiming it at the two Yang Masters in the sky. He summoned Blood Arrows and shot them out.
Taking advantage of Yao Long's attack, I didn’t dare to slack off and joined the Death Apostle in searching for Jiang Ling.
As we searched, suddenly I heard Haoyang’s voice not far away. He was holding Jiang Ling and shouted to me, "I found her." Hearing this, I realized that I hadn’t heard Haoyang’s voice for a while; he had gone ahead to help me find Jiang Ling.
"Thanks!" I hurried over and took Jiang Ling from his hands. The moment I covered Jiang Ling with my hand, I felt that what usually felt light was now heavy. I clearly sensed that Jiang Ling was absorbing my blood, and its blade was gradually turning from black to red.
"Shen Xu, listen carefully. If you insist on fighting in this state, you will undoubtedly die. Now, you have two choices before you..." The Void Spirit suddenly spoke up after being silent for so long.
"What choices?" As soon as I finished speaking, I felt my consciousness starting to fade. I couldn’t tell if it was because Jiang Ling had absorbed too much of my blood or if the mark on my hand had fully developed.
"I think you can feel it now; your soul is gradually separating from your body. In less than three minutes, your spirit will depart, and at that time, I will become the master of this body. So now you need to make a choice. One, continue fighting like this and become a Wandering Spirit or Wild Ghost. Two, temporarily merge your soul with mine and let my consciousness control your spirit in battle, but there will be side effects."
"W-what side effects..." My consciousness was hazy, making it difficult for me to control my body. My feet wobbled, and I nearly fell over. Seeing this, Haoyang rushed over to support me and asked, "What’s wrong? Are you injured?"
I waved my hand dismissively. "It's fine, I'm okay." With that, I gently pushed Haoyang aside and grasped Jiang Ling tightly with both hands. "Didn’t we merge once before? Didn’t you feel anything?" Void Spirit questioned.
At that moment, I realized I didn’t have time to listen to any further explanations. "Forget it, I don’t have time for your explanations! I choose two!"
As soon as the words left my mouth, I felt my soul begin to merge with Void Spirit once again. The images from our previous fusion resurfaced in my mind. A young man dressed in a white dragon-patterned Long Robe appeared before me. Looking at him, I felt a strange mix of familiarity and unfamiliarity, as if I had seen this person somewhere before.
In the blink of an eye, the image in my mind vanished. At this moment, I could sense Void Spirit's thoughts, and he could surely feel mine as well.
"The feeling of using this power again is truly wonderful..." I said as I raised one hand and slowly clenched it into a fist. Suddenly, the exhaustion that had drained my body was replaced by an unknown source of power surging within me, filled with a chilling aura, as if I were submerged in the icy waters of midwinter.
"Shen Xu, what’s wrong with you?" Haoyang asked in confusion, reaching out to touch me. But before his hand could get close, he recoiled from the coldness radiating from me. "Why is it so cold?"
"You don’t need to worry about me. You go protect Death Apostle and the others; I'll be back soon..." With that, a chilling Killing Intent flickered in my eyes.
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