To be honest, Ye Yu believed that Fenzhu might be the strongest among the Three Famished Fierce Beasts of the Soul-Sealing Pond.
The reason was simple: in terms of mental attacks, he was already ahead of everyone else.
Can you imagine a huge ugly man like a small mountain, wearing a lecherous smile, saliva dripping from his chin, crazily charging at you in an excited and unstoppable manner?
That would definitely make your scalp tingle.
This kind of mental disgust far exceeded physical harm.
Right now, Ye Yu didn’t want to look at him for even a second longer.
So, regardless of Jiang Yumo being nearby, he directly cast the Ghost Immortal Technique—Burning the Nine Nether Regions!
In an instant, a mass of black ghost fire completely enveloped Fenzhu’s body.
Seeing this,
Fenzhu couldn’t help but feel quite surprised. Such a familiar aura had to be ghost qi without doubt.
He hadn’t expected that in the Heavenly Realm, besides his three brothers, there would be other ghostly creatures disguised so much like immortals.
It felt very familiar.
Of course, familiar didn’t mean making friends, but preparing to change the flavor.
He had been eating so many immortals recently that it made his throat sore; today he intended to recall the old taste and remember the bitterness.
Moreover, eating ghost immortals in the Heavenly Realm should be another special experience.
As for the black ghost fire on his body?
Fenzhu simply didn’t take it seriously.
What a joke!
The Heavenly Realm’s immortals and their immortal artifacts hadn’t done anything to him, so what could a little ghost fire do?
He completely ignored it!
However, Fenzhu soon realized something was wrong.
The burning sensation on his body was painful to the bone.
His fat figure was visibly shrinking at an astonishing speed, almost light speed slimming.
Keep in mind, this wasn’t a simple body size change, but a huge reduction in Fenzhu’s power!
His corpulent body wasn’t just fat; it was filled with the souls of ghosts and immortals.
When injured,
his first layer of defense was the strength of his physique, which could withstand most damage.
But when attacks pierced through the physique, even if Fenzhu was pierced through,
he wouldn’t simply die.
Instead, he burned the souls of ghosts and immortals within as supply, constantly repairing injuries.
It could be said that as long as the souls inside him continued,
he would forever stand undefeated.
Now, being injured by one Ghost Immortal Technique and even having his form start to change—
this was truly terrifying!
If this continued at this speed, within at most five breaths he would completely vanish without a trace.
So now he had to resolutely sever his own limb!
Thinking this, Fenzhu suddenly unleashed a secret technique; a bright light arose within his body, and the two separated completely.
In an instant, his body was utterly consumed by Burning the Nine Nether Regions, leaving not even ashes!
The bright light landed on a cloud of auspicious mist, then began rapidly expanding in size.
Soon a thin figure appeared, looking very unfamiliar.
But surely it was the slimmed down Fenzhu.
No doubt, slimming down was everyone’s best cosmetic treatment.
Before, Fenzhu looked disgusting and revolting, but the slimmed version—although still ugly—was far less creepy.
That was quite good.
"Are you an immortal or a ghost?
Why do you have Underworld Ghost Immortal Techniques?"
Hearing this hoarse question, Ye Yu said coldly, "Does it matter?"
Fenzhu gave a ferocious smile, shaking his head slightly.
"Doesn’t matter! As long as I eat you, I’ll taste what you really are!"
Ye Yu was too lazy to continue talking with him. Since Burning the Nine Nether Regions worked well, he’d just do it again!
But at that moment, Fenzhu’s figure suddenly disappeared from where he stood.
The next second, he abruptly appeared a hundred meters away.
There were still some immortal corpses there; he again opened his mouth wide and stuffed them all in.
The chewing sounds were terrifying.
Ye Yu couldn’t help frowning; he hated these disgusting creatures the most.
Then his figure flickered, appearing in front of Fenzhu; he raised his hand and pointed, reactivating Burning the Nine Nether Regions.
But this time, the black flames didn’t burn Fenzhu’s body.
Instead, they were completely blocked by immortal bones spat out by the latter.
"Tricked!"
Fenzhu revealed a morbid madness, then his entire body completely vanished.
The next second,
the mountain range gradually blurred into a huge abyssal maw.
In an instant, it swallowed Ye Yu whole, then began chewing rapidly.
At the same time, dense black ghost qi spread, polluting the surrounding ten thousand miles «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» completely.
Seeing this, Jiang Yumo instinctively wanted to help, but suddenly found that the endless ghost qi around her was like quicksand, not only sealing her movements but also imprisoning the immortal energy within her body.
Such a bizarre scene made her panic immensely.
W-what is happening?
Why is this happening?
After Fenzhu’s form manifested and swallowed the entire mountain range,
his nearly ten-thousand-meter body made a swallowing gesture, then laughed mockingly:
"Stop your useless struggles.
The extreme resentment qi is the ultimate hatred accumulated over tens of thousands of years by the ghost creatures in my belly; no one can escape from—"
His words abruptly stopped halfway.
Immediately, his ugly giant face became terrifyingly ferocious.
Jiang Yumo’s expression was grave; she didn’t understand what was happening.
The next second, Fenzhu’s huge head suddenly exploded.
Then, a ten-thousand-meter tall dharma form appeared, grabbing Fenzhu’s remains and violently smashing them until soul and body scattered.
To prevent him from recovering again, Burning the Nine Nether Regions was unleashed again to completely burn him.
The black flames, in just one breath, turned him to ashes, utterly cutting off all chance of revival.
Jiang Yumo looked up at that towering figure and softly murmured, "Isn’t that a bit too big?"
After a moment,
when Ye Yu returned to his normal size, he slowly came before Jiang Yumo and softly said, "Come back with me."
At that moment, countless thoughts flashed in Jiang Yumo’s heart.
She desperately told herself to be more composed, struggle a little, say a few words.
But when the words reached her lips, they turned into a single sound.
"Mm."
To reassure her, Ye Yu continued, "I have many wives; if you don’t mind, you can also—"
Before he finished, Jiang Yumo wildly nodded.
"I’m willing, I’m willing!"
Ye Yu smiled knowingly, wanting to say more, but was completely cut off.
"Stop, this is not the place! We’ll talk after we return."
"There’s nothing inappropriate!"
...
The next day, when Ye Yu brought Jiang Yumo back,
she looked like a victorious general returning from war, radiant and bright-eyed, with endless joy shining through.
Arriving at Yixing Pavilion, seeing An Jinqiu, Luo Ning, and others, she called everyone “sister” so naturally, it was like she had been here for a long time.
