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"Surprised? I think you shouldn't be," Er Ye said. "With your intelligence, you should have guessed your parents' situation by now. You shouldn't be showing such a shocked expression."
Hearing this, I felt an overwhelming urge to rush over and take my parents back, but my body felt like a pile of mush. Even if I could move slightly, every little motion sent jolts of pain through my nerves, nearly causing me to faint.
Seeing this, Yao Long placed his hand covered in Worm King's carapace on me and whispered, "Don't push yourself. I'm here for you. I will find a way to rescue your parents... even if it costs me my life."
Though Yao Long's last words were spoken softly, almost as if he were talking to himself, an unprecedented Killing Intent flickered in his eyes.
Er Ye, however, seemed unfazed. He even clapped his hands casually and said, "Having that kind of determination is good, but I hope you can see reality clearly. Since I can kill subordinates stronger than you while fending off your attacks, do you really think I can't defeat you? I advise you not to do anything foolish—just end it now; at least you'll retain a shred of dignity..."
"Dignity? True dignity lies in fighting to the death on the battlefield, in having the courage to never give up until the enemy is defeated... Perhaps I can't defeat you with just the power of Void Spirit, but I possess something you don't know about!" With that, Yao Long stepped from beside me to stand in front of me.
He sheathed his Azure Spirit and assumed an attacking stance, making a provocative gesture toward Er Ye with his hand covered in carapace.
Watching Yao Long take the initiative to put away his weapon for the first time left me bewildered. I couldn't understand what he was trying to do, but a sense of foreboding crept into my heart. I hurriedly called out to him, "Yao Long! What are you doing? Don't be reckless!"
Yao Long turned slightly and flashed an unprecedented confident smile at me. "Actually, I've been hiding something from you all. Although I prefer using a bow and arrow, that's only because I don't want to see the faces of those I've killed before they die. For me, close combat is my forte—trust me."
"But there are five of them! No matter what, you can't possibly take them all on!" I exclaimed anxiously. "You need to find a way to get out of here! As long as there's still green hills, there's no need to worry about firewood!"
Yao Long seemed completely uninterested in leaving. He replied, "You have no room to fight back right now. If I just abandon you here, who knows what they'll do to you? You don't understand—I won't leave... Just promise me one thing: find a way to recover your body and help protect Mr. Death."
Without waiting for my response, he dashed forward in a single leap. I shouted after him, "I won't help you protect him! That's your own business; go protect him yourself!"
Before my words had even faded away, Yao Long had already charged right up to Er Ye and swung his fist—glowing with blue and white light—directly at Er Ye's face.
Er Ye showed no intention of dodging or defending against Yao Long's strike; instead, he crossed his arms over his chest and braced himself for the impact.
"Do you really understand what you're doing..." Er Ye's eyes were fixed intently on Yao Long.
With a loud bang, Yao Long's fist was intercepted by a man in his twenties who had stepped in from behind Er Ye. The blue and white light on Yao Long's fist exploded, illuminating the room as if it were daytime.
"Stop talking nonsense; even if I die, I'm taking you with me!" Wanyao Long suddenly lifted his leg and delivered a knee strike aimed directly at Er Ye's abdomen.
Er Ye remained unfazed, raising his right foot with even greater speed. He targeted the leg that Yao Long was using to support himself and swept it away, sending Yao Long crashing to the ground.
Looking at the fallen Yao Long, Er Ye shook his head. "Is this what you call your strong suit? If you don't have anything interesting left, I'll send you back to the Underworld, but this time it'll be a one-way trip."
"You really underestimate me..." Yao Long said, pushing himself off the ground with both hands and leaping up. He clenched his fists and roared, "Worm King!"
As Yao Long shouted, a thick black mist instantly enveloped him, wrapping him entirely in smoke. At that moment, I could clearly feel an extremely evil and powerful force emerging from within the mist.
Er Ye seemed to sense that things were getting out of hand and quickly retreated a few steps. The four Yang Masters behind him instinctively moved to shield him and assumed defensive stances.
"So this is what you have that I don't? I want to see just what other tricks you have up your sleeve!"
Seeing Er Ye hide behind those four people after saying such words made me chuckle. "If you really want to see, then step out! Have you turned into a turtle hiding in its shell now?"
Er Ye was provoked by my words. "Stop talking nonsense; right now, you're nothing but a waste. I'll deal with you later!"
Before he could finish speaking, there was another loud bang as the black mist exploded. At that moment, Yao Long was covered in the armor of the Worm King, just like when he was initially controlled by it. However, this time it seemed he was not under control.
"Shen Xu, protect yourself; I can't fully control this power yet..." With that, Yao Long focused on one of the four men standing in front of Er Ye and delivered a heavy punch to his abdomen. The man was caught off guard and was struck directly, blood gushing from his mouth.
The other three saw this and immediately attacked Yao Long. In the blink of an eye, Yao Long was entangled with the four of them. At that moment, he showed no signs of the disadvantage he had earlier; instead, he was evenly matched with them. Moreover, since Yao Long had struck first and severely injured one of them, that person gradually began to show signs of weakness in the fight.
Meanwhile, Er Ye watched anxiously and shouted, "You bunch of useless fools, kill him now!"
"I guess the real fool here is you..." I started to reply, but before I could finish, Er Ye was completely enraged. He grabbed my father from behind and pulled him to the front, glaring at me as he said, "If you say another word, I'll kill him!"
"You..." Looking at my father whose mouth was taped shut, I wanted to speak but was afraid he would really go through with it. I had no choice but to swallow my words.
At that moment, Yao Long, who was locked in combat with Yang Master, let out a roar. From the sound of it, it wasn't even Yao Long anymore; it resembled the cries he made when controlled by Worm King. It seemed that Yao Long had completely lost control...
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