43: Chapter 43 What, should I praise you a couple more times?

The old man raised his head, staring fixedly at Su Wanyue, his eyes filled with rage.

"You... you dare to injure me..."

Su Wanyue hovered in mid-air, retracting her ghost claws. Even with the replenishment of moonlight power, she was severely depleted at this moment, with almost no strength left to fight.

"Brain-dead idiot, I'm going to kill you!"

Su Wanyue forced herself to hover in mid-air, her voice icy, her blood-red eyes staring fixedly at the old man on the ground.

She took a deep breath, and Ghostly Demonic Aura condensed in her palm once again, preparing for the final strike.

The old man quickly stood up, feeling the injuries in his body and knowing that the situation was dire.

If this dragged on any longer, he might really die here.

The old man gritted his teeth, quickly reached into his robe, pulled out a dark red Medicinal Pill, and shoved it into his mouth.

Once the Medicinal Pill entered his stomach, a violent force exploded within him. Black Qi surged at the wound on his chest, and the bleeding actually stopped.

Immediately after, he took out two purple Talismans from his robe. The Talismans were covered in complex golden runes, and the fluctuations of Spiritual Qi were so intense they were heart-stopping.

A flash of madness crossed the old man's eyes. His gaze swept past Su Wanyue and landed on Wu Li, who was on the stone pillar at the edge of the light barrier.

"All of you, die!"

This time, the old man's gaze clearly included Wu Li as well.

Wu Li's pupils constricted violently.

He could feel the terrifying power contained within those two Talismans.

"Damn it."

A sense of foreboding welled up in Wu Li's heart.

This time, he could no longer stand by and watch.

He hadn't intended to get involved in this mess. Just like at the beginning, when the old man attacked Su Wanyue, Wu Li hadn't had any intention of interfering. But since this old thing had included him in the mix, he had no choice.

"Hum~"

"Blood Seal Curse!"

Demon Power surged within Wu Li, and blood-colored scriptures emerged from beneath his feathers. The Blood Seal Curse took form. With a wave of Wu Li's right wing, the blood-colored rune exploded, transforming into a red ripple that instantly spread toward the old man.

"Hmm?"

The old man was circulating his Spiritual Qi, preparing to activate the Talismans in his hands.

Suddenly, he felt a scorching force well up from deep within his body, as if something had exploded in his blood vessels. His Qi and blood began to run wild, no longer flowing along his Meridians, but charging around inside his body like wild horses out of control.

"Pfft!"

A mouthful of blood sprayed out.

The old man's expression changed drastically; the light of the Talismans in his hands dimmed, and the activation was forced to a halt.

He gave up on attacking and repeatedly tapped the major acupoints on his body with both hands, desperately circulating his Spiritual Qi, trying to suppress the rampaging Qi and blood.

But he was already injured, and the Blood Seal Curse had already penetrated deep into his Bloodline. At the same cultivation level, it was simply impossible to suppress it in such a rush.

His complexion shifted from pale to flushed, then from flushed to purple. Veins bulged on his forehead, and sweat streamed down his cheeks.

Wu Li crouched on the stone pillar and turned to look at Su Wanyue.

"Damn it, are you just watching the show? Attack him!"

Wu Li spewed foul language.

Hearing this, Su Wanyue looked at Wu Li with anger. Her lips moved, but in the end, she didn't say anything.

She hovered in mid-air, her body nearly transparent. The blood-red of her wedding dress had faded until it was almost invisible, and the golden Phoenix on her skirt was reduced to a faint shadow.

The last bit of power in her body was only enough to maintain her soul form. If not for the constant replenishment of moonlight, she would have already dissipated.

She bit her lip, a flash of unwillingness crossing her blood-red eyes.

She couldn't fight anymore.

Seeing Su Wanyue in such a state, looking as if she might dissipate at any moment, Wu Li knew he couldn't count on her.

"Useless!"

Wu Li cursed, spread his wings, and took flight from the stone pillar.

He had never Cultivated any destructive offensive techniques. Most of the arts in the Blood Eye Pagoda Sutra were for support and control, and the true killing moves were still ahead; he hadn't Cultivated them yet...

But he couldn't worry about that now. If this dragged on any longer, once the old man caught his breath, it would be troublesome if he had some other big move.

"You... you beast..."

The old man glared at Wu Li.

"You really have no manners, calling people beasts the moment you open your mouth!"

"Bang!"

Wu Li flew in front of the old man and violently flapped his wings. Two sharp gusts of wind shot out from his wingtips, carrying the Demon Power of a Tier 2 Demonic Beast, and slashed fiercely at the old man's chest!

"Bang! Bang!"

The old man was already suffering from turbulent Qi and blood, tortured by the Blood Seal Curse to the point of wishing he were dead. These two gusts of wind became the final straw that broke the camel's back.

His body flew backward like a broken sack, slamming heavily into a tombstone with a dull, thunderous crash.

"Pfft!"

The old man opened his mouth and sprayed out a large mouthful of blood, mixed with dark red clots.

The wound on his chest burst open again, and blood gushed out, staining his robes crimson.

The rampaging blood inside his body began to rush wildly, no longer suppressible, gushing madly from his wounds, mouth, nose, and ears.

A cold glint flashed in Wu Li's eyes.

With a thought, blood-colored light suffused his entire body, and blood-colored scriptures emerged from beneath his feathers, circling him.

A blood mark appeared on his forehead, then shot into the air to form a vertical pattern. The pattern transformed into a Blood Pupil, which then suddenly opened, and the scarlet light instantly filled the entire Mass Grave.

The moment the Blood Pupil opened, the power of the Blood Seal Curse within the old man suddenly increased tenfold!

"Ah!!!"

The surging blood instantly doubled, like a raging tide, charging wildly inside him, breaking through Meridians, breaking through blood vessels, breaking through everything in its path.

His body trembled violently, and blood-colored patterns appeared beneath his skin, as if countless worms were wriggling under his flesh.

"I... am not resigned!"

The old man let out a shrill, miserable scream. His eyes bulged, and his eyeballs were covered in bloodshot veins.

"Bang!"

Blood gushed simultaneously from his eye sockets, nostrils, ears, and corners of his mouth—bleeding from all seven orifices, a shocking sight.

Finally...

The old man's body stiffened, and his screams came to an abrupt end.

The old man's eyes were wide open, his pupils unfocused, his mouth agape. Blood continued to flow from his burst wounds, from his mouth and nose...

His body slowly tipped forward, falling to the ground with a thud, kicking up a cloud of dust.

He was dead.

Wu Li retracted the Blood Pupil and crouched on the stone pillar, looking at the corpse on the ground bleeding from its seven orifices, panting heavily.

The consumption of opening the Blood Pupil was too great; more than half of his Demon Power had been drained.

"That's what you get for being an ill-mannered old dog!"

Wu Li cursed under his breath and turned to look at Su Wanyue.

Su Wanyue hovered in mid-air, her body nearly transparent; the color of her wedding dress had faded until it was almost invisible.

She looked at the corpse on the ground, then looked at Wu Li. Sometimes, hearing Wu Li talk almost left her, a ghost, speechless.

"What are you looking at!"

"It's really damn bad luck to run into a ghost thing like you!"

Wu Li said irritably. He had just wanted to come and ask a question, and it ended up in this sorry state.

Su Wanyue, "Does anyone understand, I've been told I'm bad luck by a crow..."

At this moment, even if Su Wanyue hadn't been killed by this old thing, she was about to be angered to death by Wu Li.

But she still forced herself to steady her form, and with a slightly ugly expression, she said: "I have had a Breakthrough to Yin Spirit."

Wu Li tilted his head, a literal crow flew by...

"???"

"What, do you want me to praise you too?"

Su Wanyue, "( ╬ ￣ dish ￣ ) ..."