The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 220 - 169 Cross Border Departure_4

Chapter 220: Chapter 169 Cross Border Departure_4

"Damn it," Li Yi couldn’t help but curse, feeling the threat of death at this moment.

Indeed, crossing borders was risky, being targeted by a Yin God for no reason, blocking the way home, and it seemed very difficult to break out.

Without further thought,

Two ghost soldiers wielding Hanging Man Spears charged at him. The danger of these Hanging Man Spears was even more terrifying than that of the Ghost Head Big Saber. Merely getting close, Li Yi felt a huge threat, and he saw that the spears were ablaze with a ghastly Ghost Fire. Just being illuminated by the flame made Li Yi feel a bone-chilling cold all over his body.

Being burned by that Ghost Fire would likely extinguish one’s soul, turning one into a lifeless corpse without consciousness.

The ghost soldiers, now brandishing their Ghost Fire-lit Hanging Man Spears, charged, and the two ghost soldiers from before followed suit, running at him with their Ghost Head Big Sabers. Li Yi was completely surrounded by ghost soldiers and now he didn’t even have time to use a second Yin Horse.

Am I really going to die here?

No, that’s absolutely impossible.

Li Yi roared, and in his desperate situation, he fully unleashed his Guiding Skill, with Cosmic Energy frantically converging inside him.

At this moment, the Guiding Skill seemed to break through, as his hair stood on end, and his clothes fluttered as if affected by static electricity. The Cosmic Energy gathered by the Guiding Skill had now bypassed his elbows, compressed into his fists.

His fists shone brilliantly at this moment, as if possessing infinite power.

He threw a punch, landing it swiftly and precisely on a ghost soldier.

At this moment, as his power burst forth, the ghost soldier was sent flying by Li Yi’s punch, but the armored ghost soldier wasn’t seriously damaged, and got up to charge at Li Yi again.

As soon as he pushed back one ghost soldier, another came slashing at him with its Ghost Head Big Saber.

Li Yi has no time to fight back and barely dodges the blow by relying on his instinctive warning.

But then a Hanging Man Spear swept across in a rapid and tricky attack.

Without hesitation, Li Yi raised his fist to block, managing to stop the sweep of the spear, but the Ghost Fire on the spear splattered, and instantly, a flame landed on Li Yi’s arm and began to burn fiercely.

Pain!

Unlike physical pain, this was the agony of the soul.

At this moment, the tiny figure in Li Yi’s consciousness, holding the Treasure Seal and sitting on the Lotus Platform, let out a pained howl.

Clearly, this figure was Li Yi’s soul.

Harmed by the Ghost Fire, the figure in Li Yi’s consciousness was visibly in bad shape, immediately wilting and even shrinking in size, its form seeming somewhat illusory.

In the words of his master, Zhao Ge, his Divine Soul had been severely damaged.

"Are these ghost soldiers really so terrifying?" Li Yi felt a wave of despair. Even though he had pushed his Guiding Skill to the limit, he could only spar with one ghost soldier. With more than one ghost soldier, he found it difficult to cope.

Not to mention that there were now a total of ten ghost soldiers surrounding him.

In the final analysis, the means to deal with ghosts and spirits were too few.

The Guiding Skill only gave Li Yi the capacity to fight fierce ghosts, not the nemesis of these ghostly beings.

"If I can grab a Hanging Man Spear, perhaps there’s still a chance to turn the tables." But Li Yi did not give up; enduring the pain of his soul, instead of retreating, he surged forward to repel a ghost soldier and seize its spear.

However, the ghost soldiers were not about to give Li Yi this opportunity. Although these ghost soldiers looked like dry corpses, they were not mindless ghosts.

Facing Li Yi’s attack, two ghost soldiers above him suddenly cleaved down with their large sabers, and at the same time, the ghost soldier in front wielding the Hanging Man Spear reignited the Ghost Fire, swinging it to spread a swath of greenish light, forcibly pushing Li Yi back.

If Li Yi continued to push forward, he would only be ignited by the Ghost Fire, and burn to death alive.

Li Yi had no choice but to retreat, unable to seize their spears or break through the blockade to escape from Ghost Street; he had to step back continuously.

The ghost soldiers, on the other hand, kept advancing, trying to cut off any chance of survival for Li Yi.

But Li Yi was too stubborn, bursting forth with the Guiding Skill, able to briefly fight against the ghost soldiers. Coupled with his extreme reflexes and fighting while retreating, the ten ghost soldiers actually couldn’t take his life in a short time.

"Such a stubborn fellow, but your path to life is cut off, all that’s below you is the path to death," said Meng Changfeng, towering over three meters tall, he now stepped over the ghost soldiers, intending to personally put an end to Li Yi, this potential great enemy.

He knew this person had boundless potential; if not strangled now, he might have to retreat three feet in fear in the future when this Yin God came of age.

With Meng Changfeng advancing, Li Yi had no choice but to keep retreating, while rapidly thinking and trying to find a way out.

However, just then, as Li Yi only cared about retreating, he forgot about what was behind him; he stopped in his tracks as his body seemed to hit something.

It seemed to be a person, no, it should be a ghost.

Just by touching it, Li Yi felt a bone-chilling cold, his body involuntarily stiffening, even the Ghost Fire burning on his arm extinguished in that moment.

"Hmm?"

Meng Changfeng, as a Yin God, stared intently at the person behind Li Yi, his steps involuntarily halting; he seemed to smell an unusual aura.

When Li Yi subconsciously looked back, the scene before him made him particularly horrified.

Behind him, that cold-bodied ghost, was actually a woman, and that woman’s face was very familiar... it was Li Yi’s mother.

Humming!

The moment he saw that face, Li Yi’s head buzzed instantly.

Ah!

A splitting headache, confusion of consciousness, unbearable pain.

Some memories appeared in Li Yi’s mind, but there was a terrifying force intervening. A part of his memories was disappearing again, then being tampered with... but staring at that familiar face, new memories surfaced again.

The constant emergence of memories and the entanglement with the eerie power had him all messed up.

Why would his mom appear on Ghost Street?

Wasn’t his mom lying in the nutrient pod?

Wait, there seemed to be something wrong with his mom, Sister Lin had seemed to warn him before.

No, that’s not right, my mom has no issues, I have to go home, I need to Cross Border home, my mom is still waiting for me at home.

At this moment, Li Yi, clutching his head, collapsed to the ground in agony, wailing ceaselessly.

Yet the woman behind him, who looked identical to Li Yi’s mother, remained motionless, just standing there silently, indifferent to Li Yi, her pair of hollow eyes devoid of any luster numbly moving, glancing slightly at Meng Changfeng in front of her.

Then, she revealed a sinister smile.