Chapter 426: 426
The Demon Prison Master’s face was extremely ugly at the moment.
"Damn, this kid’s really fucking evil, almost got taken out by him."
"Lucky I ran fast."
"Looks like, to take down this kid, my senior brother has to make a move..."
As the Demon Prison Master was escaping, he took out his cell phone, ready to make a call.
But just then.
A wave of scorching True Qi struck from behind.
The Demon Prison Master’s face changed drastically, and he immediately dodged.
But, it was still a step too late.
Bang!
The terrifyingly scorching True Qi hit him square in the back in an instant.
"Waah—"
The Demon Prison Master spat out a mouthful of blood, flew sideways, and smashed heavily onto the ground.
At the same time, Zhou Yu appeared, striding towards him.
The Demon Prison Master hurriedly struggled to his feet, roaring:
"Kid, I have no grievances with you, why are you relentlessly chasing me?"
"If you really push me to the brink, we’ll both go down together if it comes to it."
Zhou Yu let out a cold laugh.
"Both go down together?"
"You?"
"That’s a bit of wishful thinking!"
While speaking, Zhou Yu had already approached within five meters of the Demon Prison Master.
A trace of venomous hatred flashed in the Demon Prison Master’s eyes.
"In that case, die."
The Demon Prison Master flung a scroll from his sleeve.
Zhou Yu was taken aback, thinking it was a talisman or a formation charm, but in the next moment, the scroll abruptly transformed into a heaven-high fiery blaze, engulfing Zhou Yu instantly.
In the moment of being engulfed, Zhou Yu thought of the name of this object.
"It’s actually a scroll of mystical skills!"
The so-called scrolls of mystical skills are derived from formation charms.
Formation charms embed formations within talismans, which can be rapidly deployed in battle, while scrolls of mystical skills use a similar principle to imprint powerful martial skills onto scrolls, giving the opponent a sudden and fatal blow during combat.
Typically, scrolls of mystical skills are created by individuals with profound cultivation and given to those with lesser strength for self-protection.
This was the Demon Prison Master’s greatest trump card and his strongest attack.
Once, a Semi-Saint had died under his scroll of mystical skills.
However, the smile on the Demon Prison Master’s face quickly came to an abrupt halt.
Because the heaven-high fiery blaze that had submerged Zhou Yu soon weakened, until it disappeared altogether, and at the same time, in the fire, Zhou Yu’s figure became increasingly clear.
He was completely unharmed.
The Demon Prison Master was dumbfounded.
"This is impossible!!!"
As soon as the words fell, Zhou Yu disappeared from his original spot.
The Demon Prison Master immediately realized that something was amiss and was about to set up a defensive formation, but Zhou Yu suddenly appeared in front of him.
The distance between the two was so close they were nearly touching.
"You..."
The Demon Prison Master’s eyes bulged.
Zhou Yu’s lips curved slightly, and his fist struck the Demon Prison Master’s chest.
"Ah—"
The Demon Prison Master screamed in agony.
His meridians were completely destroyed by Zhou Yu in an instant.
He fell to the ground like a lump of mud, struggling feebly.
Zhou Yu marched over to the Demon Prison Master without a word, directly securing his fingers on the top of the Demon Prison Master’s head.
In the next moment, the Yang Qi within the Demon Prison Master’s body was continuously absorbed into Zhou Yu’s own body.
The Demon Prison Master was in excruciating pain, struggling repeatedly, but Zhou Yu’s hand was like an iron hoop, utterly immovable.
Three minutes later, Zhou Yu had absorbed all of the Yang Qi from the Demon Prison Master’s body.
But then, he frowned and looked down at the Demon Prison Master on the ground:
"The Yang Qi you’ve obtained here shouldn’t be this little, where’s the rest of it?"
"You... you too came for the Yang Qi?"
The Demon Prison Master couldn’t believe it.
"How did you find out?"
Zhou Yu snorted coldly.
"You talk too much! I’ll ask you one last time, are you going to tell me or not?"
The Demon Prison Master said resentfully:
"Kid, this Yang Qi is meant for a great being, if you dare to covet it, that being will never let you off."
Zhou Yu said coldly.
"It seems you’re taking my words as a breeze by your ear."
"Don’t blame me for being impolite then."
Zhou Yu took out three silver needles and stabbed them towards the top of the Demon Prison Master’s head.
The Demon Prison Master trembled all over, then became stupefied.
"Tell me, where’s the rest of the Yang Qi?"
"The rest of the Yang Qi is in the hands of the president of the Letian Association, I’m just his errand boy, collecting Yang Qi for him."
Zhou Yu’s brows knit together.
"Letian Association?"
"You’re with the Letian Association too?"
"Yes!" the Demon Prison Master nodded dumbly.
A flash of surprise crossed Zhou Yu’s eyes.
Unexpectedly, a person who had been wanted by the Martial Pavilion for ten years turned out to be a member of the Letian Association.
This was such a surprise.
What on earth was the origin of this Letian Association that they could attract so many experts?
"Tell me, where did your scroll of mystical skills come from?"
"It was given to me by my senior brother, Guan Jinlong, for self-protection."
"Guan Jinlong?"
Zhou Yu’s eyes narrowed.
"Is he the one known as the Heavenly Master Guan?"
"Yes."
"Where is he now?"
"I don’t know that."
Zhou Yu squinted his eyes, he asked a few more questions but failed to gain any more information he was after.
Afterward, Zhou Yu returned to where Lu Xiuying and the others were with the Demon Prison Master.
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