Chapter 1588: Chapter 936: Disguise_3
And now, his Ghost Sleeve Robe has been taken away; this was one of Yang Xiao’s trump magic artifacts, which he had used several times to turn the tables.
It’s just a pity that it consumes too much, making it difficult to use consecutively in a short period.
Under the desperate cover provided by Jiang Qingluan, Yang Xiao successfully used the Ghost Bamboo Stick to stab the Fisherman, twisting out a bloody hole in his abdomen. However, the Fisherman became even more ferocious from the pain, forcing Yang Xiao back with one strike of the oar and then knocking Jiang Qingluan into the air.
Jiang Qingluan flew seven or eight meters before crashing heavily to the ground. Had she not used her whip to block at the last moment, she would have been severely injured.
As she struggled to get up, both Yang Xiao and the Fisherman arrived, with Yang Xiao being slightly quicker. He attempted to protect Jiang Qingluan behind him but, to his utter surprise, was entangled by the Snake Whip the next second.
"Get down!" Before Yang Xiao could react, he was thrown out by the Snake Whip. At the same time, the Fisherman had already lunged at Jiang Qingluan, poised to smash her with the oar.
Just as Jiang Qingluan was about to be struck by the oar, she raised her hand; a small object appeared in her palm, and before Yang Xiao could see it clearly, a bright white light suddenly exploded from it. The light was so dazzling that Yang Xiao nearly thought he had gone blind, as not even closing his eyes could block it out.
As the white light burst forth, all he could hear was a buzzing sound. It took several seconds before Yang Xiao, who had fallen to the ground, could barely open his eyes. As he got up, the sight before him left him utterly shocked.
Jiang Qingluan lay sideways on the ground, supporting herself with her hand, blood dripping from the corner of her mouth. The Fisherman, not far from her, remained frozen in a paddle-wielding stance, motionless.
The surface of the Fisherman’s body had been covered with a layer of crystal-clear ice, freezing him into an ice sculpture.
Strictly speaking, it wasn’t his entire body that was frozen; only the side facing Jiang Qingluan had been encased in an approximately four or five centimeters thick, transparent ice layer.
"Huff—"
"Huff—"
Jiang Qingluan, who had succeeded in her strike, couldn’t even stand steadily. That last hit had nearly exhausted all her spiritual power. As her master had said, it was too difficult for her to control that magic artifact with her current abilities.
Yang Xiao had a fair guess that Jiang Qingluan was hiding something. In her hand was a rather terrifying attack-type magic artifact, the one that emitted the white light.
Yang Xiao didn’t see what it was clearly, and Jiang Qingluan had already put it away, clearly not wanting outsiders to see it.
After catching his breath, Yang Xiao stood up, realizing he could no longer sense any spiritual power from the Fisherman. Although it was technically a sneak attack, catching the Fisherman off guard, the one-hit kill was enough proof of the artifact’s power.
He guessed correctly that this treasure was Jiang Qingluan’s trump card as a young priest of the Yi Sect, likely a Nether-level Magic Artifact.
"How are you?" Yang Xiao shouted across the distance, his voice carrying.
"I’m fine, go take care of Director Nalan; he’s seriously injured." Trying to support herself, Jiang Qingluan replied, still gasping heavily. Though she had defeated the Fisherman, she had been hit by his final attack. Fortunately, her Protective Magical Artifact kept her from serious injury.
Yang Xiao didn’t waste any more time, limping towards where Nalan Shuo lay, but before he took a few steps, his ear caught an extremely faint sound, like something cracking.
In that instant, the Human Bone Staff appeared in his hand, heightening his senses. The "dead" Fisherman was suddenly emitting spiritual power again.
"Watch out!" Yang Xiao yelled as he charged toward the Fisherman.
In the next second, the ice encasing the Fisherman’s front shattered completely. His left arm broke off and fell to the ground, shattering into pieces. It wasn’t ice but a crystal-like substance.
Not only the arm, but other parts of his body, where the flesh was eroded, had also fallen off. The Fisherman was now a barely recognizable, fragmented figure.
This was something Jiang Qingluan could have never anticipated. She froze for just a half-second, and the Fisherman’s attack was upon her. A black Death Light struck her chest in an instant.
And that wasn’t all; the Fisherman struggled forward, trying to bring down the oar for another blow, aiming to smash Jiang Qingluan’s head and cut off her lifeline.
But someone moved faster. Yang Xiao, risking a backlash, used the power of the Soul-Capturing Mirror to reach Jiang Qingluan first and detonated the Ghost Lantern.
In an instant, green light exploded, engulfing everything in sight. When it dissipated, only Yang Xiao and the Fisherman remained, while twenty meters away, Jiang Qingluan was fleeing with her back turned.
The Fisherman completely ignored Yang Xiao, quickly pursuing Jiang Qingluan. Yang Xiao attacked with the Human Bone Staff to obstruct him but without success.
His attack, however, had an effect, at least disrupting the Fisherman and preventing him from launching the black Death Light for a ranged attack.
"Run!!" Yang Xiao shouted, still trying to delay the Fisherman.
Despite having a large chunk of flesh torn from his leg, the Fisherman’s speed remained fast; he was nearly devoid of any emotion, driven by the singular thought of slaughter.
What Yang Xiao and Jiang Qingluan did not know was that inside the Fisherman’s cloak was something else—a photograph of Jiang Qingluan, and it was by this object that the nearly deranged and collapsing Fisherman continued to lock onto her.
