98: I passed by...

"Then I'll send you to see your father!"

At this moment, a barrier of Yin Qi stood between them. Xu Sanyan, disregarding everything, slammed a fierce punch onto it.

The red mist on his body, upon contact with the Yin Qi, immediately sounded like cold water poured into a hot oil pan, producing intense melting sounds, and a gap instantly appeared in the Yin Qi barrier.

Xu Sanyan was delighted, it truly worked. This red mist not only countered Inner Energy, but also Yin Qi. He just didn't know if it was effective against magical power as well.

heaven and earth treasures were truly extraordinary in their use; he hadn't fully developed the Blood-colored Small Knife's abilities before.

Cisheng's Heart-Nature trembled at the sight. She had lived for over a hundred years, and countless people had inadvertently entered her domain during that time, but without exception, they all turned into withered bones on the ground.

But this time...

It seemed a little different!

Cisheng's expression gradually turned serious. Suddenly, a clear shout came from outside the temple, "Hey, is anyone here?"

Xu Sanyan raised an eyebrow, someone else came in the middle of the night?

Judging by the voice, it was a woman.

The temple door was open, and the person walked in on her own, muttering to herself, "How strange, how can there be a nunnery in the wilderness?"

Xu Sanyan and Cisheng looked over simultaneously.

What they saw was a young girl, with a delicate appearance and a playful demeanor, wearing a short crimson skirt with several small bells hanging from its hem, making a crisp and pleasant sound as she walked.

The short skirt reached her knees, revealing a small section of her fair, jade-like calves, which Xu Sanyan subconsciously glanced at twice.

She wore a pair of purple short boots, made of an unknown material, looking very smooth and faintly reflecting a dim light in the darkness.

The girl saw the ground full of flesh, corpses, and rubble in the courtyard, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Oh my god..."

The words blurted out, then she immediately felt it was wrong and quickly retracted them, re-exclaiming in shock, "Wow, what are you doing..."

As she spoke, she trembled and pointed at the four people, besides Xu Sanyan and Cisheng, there were also two small novice nuns.

The girl did not see through the illusion constructed by Cisheng.

Xu Sanyan narrowed his eyes and carefully scrutinized the new girl, secretly on guard.

Although she appeared shocked, her breathing was actually steady, and her hands and feet subconsciously made protective movements. This indicated that the situation in the field had not truly frightened her.

The girl's eyes flickered, and she silently moved closer to Cisheng, focusing more of her attention on guarding against Xu Sanyan.

In her opinion, there were four people in total in the scene. The two little girls were probably scared silly, standing there motionless.

Of the other two, one was a kind-faced old nun with calm eyes, standing before the Buddha statue.

The other was a monster over a foot tall, with four arms and three eyes, bulging muscles all over its body, enveloped in a layer of blood-colored mist, and with eyes full of ferocity.

At a glance, a grand drama of evil demons causing chaos and a nun desperately subduing them came to mind.

The girl swallowed, and said with a firm tone, "Master, don't be afraid, I'm here to help you!"

Cisheng smiled and nodded gently, "Thank you."

Xu Sanyan was indifferent and couldn't be bothered to waste words with her. Since she actively sought death, he would help her on her way!

A slender figure darted out of the darkness, directly pouncing on the girl, while simultaneously, his body swayed, muscles in his four arms tensed, and he abruptly lunged at Cisheng.

Xu Sanyan himself didn't notice that ever since the red mist appeared, his Heart-Nature had become even more tyrannical.

The girl's round eyes widened. With a light flick of her sleeve, a bell suddenly appeared in her hand. The girl let out a soft exclamation, "Go!"

The bell rapidly expanded, becoming over two zhang in an instant, more than enough to envelop Xu Sanyan.

The Blood Demon moved swiftly, dodging left and right, parrying with the bell. The girl's forehead beaded with sweat; she was fully concentrating on controlling the bell and had no time for anything else.

On the other side, Cisheng raised both arms high, and a large expanse of Yin Qi condensed behind her, like dark clouds pressing down on a city, truly a magnificent sight.

"Go!"

The dark clouds enveloped Xu Sanyan, swallowing him in a moment. The Yin Qi furiously eroded the blood-red mist, like two armies clashing, fighting fiercely.

Countless Yin souls were hidden within, their sharp screams piercing the eardrums.

Xu Sanyan was utterly annoyed, and the ferocity in his eyes intensified.

These Yin souls were weak; they couldn't even break his defenses. But like a toad on one's foot, it doesn't bite, but it's annoying.

Xu Sanyan's vertical eye between his brows pierced through layers of Yin Qi, looking directly at Cisheng, and he let out a sinister laugh, "Is that all you've got?"

Cisheng pursed her lips. Her methods had always been unfailing, but she never expected to meet her bane today. First, her illusion was seen through, then the stone statue was shattered, and finally, the Yin Qi couldn't corrode that layer of blood mist.

All her various methods had lost their effectiveness, and a hint of panic gradually began to set in her heart.

"Duang~~"

Suddenly, a loud bang came. Xu Sanyan looked sideways and saw the huge bronze bell crash to the ground. The Blood Demon ultimately failed to escape and was enveloped within it.

The girl smiled triumphantly, "Hahaha, once you enter my treasure, you'll turn into pus in no time! I advise you to surrender obediently, and you can avoid some physical pain!"

Xu Sanyan ignored her, charging towards Cisheng like an enraged bull. Along the way, countless Yin souls tried to block him, but to no avail; as soon as they were touched by the blood mist, they would shriek and retreat.

Cisheng's face suddenly turned pale. Looking at Xu Sanyan, who was so close, her eyes filled with resentment. She took off her red jacket, revealing the undergarment embroidered with red flowers beneath.

With a casual toss, the red jacket instantly grew larger, quickly transforming into a red cloud that covered the sky, enveloping Xu Sanyan.

This jacket had been with Cisheng for a long time, stained with countless blood, and nourished by Yin Qi for over a hundred years, it had become extraordinary.

The red jacket's range was vast. Xu Sanyan had nowhere to escape, and even the helpful girl was covered by it.

Cisheng's face grew even paler; a large amount of Yin Qi from her body was transferred into the red jacket. She could feel Xu Sanyan struggling violently inside.

The two were like a tug-of-war, whoever lost, died!

Xu Sanyan felt as if this red jacket was a towering mountain pressing him down, making him unable to move. The blood mist on his body helped him bear a lot of the pressure, otherwise, he might not have been able to withstand it.

The girl hid beside the bell, biting her silver teeth lightly, squeezing out all the magical power in her body and pouring it into the bell. The bronze bell grew even larger, propping up the red jacket and leaving her a place to hide.

"What's going on?" The girl was utterly confused. She was clearly trying to help her.

The red jacket swelled, and Cisheng's face became even uglier. The struggle beneath grew more intense, and she was about to collapse.

"Boom!"

With a thunderous crash, as if the sky had fallen, the red jacket exploded, and a figure shot out from within—it was Xu Sanyan.

However, the blood mist on his body had also faded, much of it having been worn away by the red jacket.

Seeing this, Cisheng's eyes were filled with despair, yet also a hint of relief.

She wasn't afraid of death; she just wanted to see her Eldest sisters one last time before she died...

With the red jacket broken, the girl also emerged, looking at Cisheng with confused eyes, then looking around. At this moment, the magnificent temple was already dilapidated.

Cisheng no longer had the strength to maintain the illusion, and everything returned to its original state.

Xu Sanyan wasted no more words, quickly stepped forward, grabbed Cisheng by the neck, a ferocious look flashing across his face, "I'd like to see if you can come back to life again!"

With that, his inner magical power surged, and he slapped her body with his palm. Cisheng's figure instantly became much more ethereal, gradually dissipating between heaven and earth.

A silver hairpin fell, making a soft sound.

Xu Sanyan slowly turned his head to look at the girl.

The girl suppressed the fear in her Heart-Nature, putting on a fawning smile and trying to please him, "I...I was just passing by..."