But if the Great Emperor didn't intervene and just watched from above, then confronting these subordinates of His would still be challenging, but at least not insurmountable.
Li Zhiyuan didn't believe that the Great Emperor would be unaware of his subordinates' actions.
This Jiang Shui was summoned by the Great Emperor himself; Yin Meng, performing a ritual, could communicate with the Great Emperor, and they have always maintained friendly communication channels. Otherwise, when Zhao Yi sent over the dog waster last time, the Great Emperor couldn't have shown any emotional expression.
Li Zhiyuan now suspected that the Great Emperor was learning from the Heavenly Dao, treating him like a knife, and this time, the Great Emperor also wanted to use him as a knife.
But as the unchallenged ruler of Fengdu, last time with a single decree, He could wipe out a hidden family. Li Zhiyuan didn't believe the Great Emperor had lost control over his subordinates.
It seemed that his true intention could only be known when he reached Fengdu.
The premise is that he could reach Fengdu.
Because if there were still obstacles and killings ahead, it would no longer be possible to give himself such chances to control the situation freely.
Mainly because the main bodies of these handsome generals were not here, he couldn't silence them completely.
The ghosts coming out of Fengdu afterward would inevitably know his familiarity with Fengdu's legacy.
At this moment, the Judge raised his head, opened his mouth, and a cloud of black mist spurted out, shooting straight upwards.
The array flag and ghostly figures above trembled along with it.
Knowing that the situation here was irretrievable, he planned to escape himself.
Li Zhiyuan's right palm was clouded in blood mist, even more intense than before. It couldn't be called blood mist anymore, but blood beads gathered behind the array flag in the palm, making it exceptionally crimson.
"Boom!"
The first wave of the black mist's impact failed to break through and was forced back into the body.
A crack appeared on the forehead of the Judge's body.
He stared viciously at the young man.
The young man didn't look at him.
In fact, he should have left earlier, at the moment he realized he controlled this miasma.
At that time, the ghostly shadow array flags above still had to subdue the four marshals and eight generals below, and not many were distributed to him.
Now, with Zhao Yi and others eliminating the marshals and generals, Li Zhiyuan was able to exert more suppression power onto this Judge.
Of course, even if he had attempted to leave earlier, Li Zhiyuan could have stopped him, albeit at a greater cost.
The Judge's body swayed, pounding on the table with both hands, as the black mist surged upward with even more vigor.
Li Zhiyuan sat cross-legged, placed the array flag in front of him, and gripped it with both hands.
"Boom!"
The young man's body shook, but the miasma remained stable.
The second wave of impact failed yet again.
The black mist returned into the body, and large cracks appeared on the Judge's face.
Next would be the third time.
The Judge suddenly stood up, raising both arms, letting out a low growl.
The black mist roared upward like burning flames, and before it could even touch, the miasma above opened a crack on its own.
This was desperation.
Li Zhiyuan recited incantations, Liu's Qi Observation Skill stirred the Feng Shui around him, evolving his Qi Machinations towards the Great Emperor. Behind the young man, a phantom appeared.
Actually, Li Zhiyuan knew a shadow of the Great Emperor existed behind him since he carried the Great Emperor's legacy, but this shadow was fake, yet sufficient to bluff.
The speed of the burning black mist paused, seemingly sensing the aura of despair and terror. The ghostly figures above were collectively invigorated, waving the array flags more vigorously.
Sure enough, the Great Emperor's legacy was best used by the Great Emperor himself.
This shows that besides the Yin family's incompetence, the Great Emperor's legacy was inherently unsuitable for "inheritance," which was also a crucial reason for their decline.
After returning into the body again, the Judge's body began to disintegrate, tearing from top to bottom, forming "ravines" without blood flowing out, just sprouting black flames.
The Judge stood up, pressing on with tremendous pressure from above, and approached Run Sheng.
Each step was difficult, and at this speed, he posed hardly any threat.
Li Zhiyuan guessed what he intended to do, stood up, and walked behind Run Sheng, who skillfully bent down and carried the young man on his back.
The young man's left hand rested on the back of Run Sheng's head. Early on, he had arranged restrictions inside Run Sheng to suppress the Evil Qi.
Now those restrictions had long been broken by Run Sheng himself, but remnants remained. It was impossible to reseal the Evil Qi, but stirring it into a boil was easy.
"Brother Run Sheng, it will hurt."
"Hmm."
After the Judge took several slow steps, his body tilted forward and fell.
Cracks spread from his scalp, and his whole being, as if skinned, surged towards Run Sheng, wrapped in flaming black.
Li Zhiyuan withdrew his fingertip from the back of Run Sheng's head. Run Sheng pushed backward, and the young man landed, meanwhile, the Evil Qi on Run Sheng erupted quickly, his eyes half white.
Run Sheng dashed forward.
At this moment, he relied on the Evil Qi around him to wrestle with the black mist, at least they could now touch each other.
The pain came not only from his own Evil Qi but also from enduring the agony of the Judge's soul body burning, equivalent to Run Sheng enduring the torment of soul burning.
But Run Sheng remained silent, simply pinning the black mist beneath him, twisting legs and arms, using his waist to lock.
The technique Mr. Shan taught him to deal with Deadmen was being employed here.
Untimely, ineffective, as the opponent unlike the Deadmen didn't have limbs for him to bind, but it gave Run Sheng a psychological suggestion for enduring the pain.
Li Zhiyuan stood where he was, watching this scene, expressionless.
