486: Old man! Return my wife to me—

“Old geezer! Give my wife back now!”

Lin Xuan’s furious roar echoed through the forest.

He casually embraced a towering tree, effortlessly uprooting it as if Lin Daiyu were pulling up a willow.

Which work is this character from? Journey to the West or Water Margin? Does anyone know? — ━ _ ─ ━ ✧

Immediately after, Lin Xuan assumed the ready stance of an athlete throwing a javelin, his muscles tensed, power erupting instantly.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—

In the blink of an eye, the massive ancient tree shot like an arrow from a bowstring, heading straight for Jiang Yangping’s back with lightning speed.

Wherever it passed, the wind howled, and branches and leaves flew.

Sensing the approaching danger, Jiang Yangping sharply dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding Lin Xuan’s deadly strike.

The spot where he had been standing was instantly slammed into a bottomless pit by the tree trunk, sending rocks flying and dust swirling.

Rumble—

“Damn it!!! How could I, Jiang Yangping, end up in such a pathetic state?”

“Why does Heaven treat me like this? To make me encounter two little monsters consecutively, what kind of sin have I committed?!”

“...”

Jiang Yangping’s heart felt as if he had swallowed ten million flies.

He never imagined that he would be forced into such a desperate predicament by Lin Xuan.

At this moment.

Jiang Yangping’s eyes were covered with bloodshot veins as dense as a spiderweb.

The expression on his face, a mixture of anger and unwillingness, was like a grotesque and twisted painting.

However, Lin Xuan’s pursuit remained like a maggot attached to a bone, showing no signs of stopping.

That resolute killing intent was like a cold, ruthless rope of death, tightly constricting Jiang Yangping’s throat, almost suffocating him.

He gritted his teeth, cursing incessantly, his voice hoarse and despairing.

Unfortunately, reality was cruel and merciless; no matter how he scurried about, he couldn’t escape Lin Xuan’s relentless chase.

As Lin Xuan drew closer and closer, a profound despair, like an abyss, welled up in Jiang Yangping’s heart.

Finally, a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

“Enough, enough!”

At this critical moment of life and death, Jiang Yangping knew… if he didn’t risk his life now, he would surely die here today.

Although his body was already riddled with wounds, severe and difficult to heal, every inch of his skin felt like torn rags, and every bone seemed ready to snap at any moment.

But to seize that sliver of hope for survival, he could no longer care about such things.

Jiang Yangping once again mobilized the last vestiges of his power, like a flickering candle in the wind, burning his potential, recklessly forcing the forbidden technique.

Around his body, a thick, inky blood mist suddenly surged, and a nauseating, bloody stench permeated the air.

Especially within that blood mist, countless resentful spirits seemed to be wailing in agony, making the scene utterly bizarre.

“Blood Burning Technique!!!”

“Blood Escape!!!”

Jiang Yangping screamed these words, his voice filled with despair and madness.

The next second, his figure transformed into a streak of blood, fleeing into the distance at an incredibly fast speed.

During his escape, Jiang Yangping felt as if his internal organs were being incinerated in raging flames.

His injuries also became increasingly severe, like Mount Tai pressing down on him.

Every inch of his skin felt as if countless sharp steel needles were deeply piercing him, and every breath was accompanied by heart-wrenching pain, a pain that seemed to tear his soul apart.

Pain! Pain! Pain!

How could one word “pain” suffice?!!

It hurt so much!!!!!

The intense pain twisted Jiang Yangping’s face into an extremely distorted and ferocious expression.

Blood gushed continuously from his seven orifices.

His vision began to blur, and his consciousness gradually became hazy, as if he would fall into eternal darkness the next second.

But even so, Jiang Yangping still relied on that unwilling obsession, frantically unleashing every bit of potential in his body, like a trapped beast struggling desperately in the darkness…