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As the Black Coffin around them vanished, Xiao Yefeng noticed that Mo Fei and Thompson were both trapped within the Black Evil Fourteen Coffins. With the disappearance of the Black Coffin, Xiao Yefeng rushed over to help Mo Fei up.
"I can't believe it; it's been two years, and I've never experienced anything this terrifying. What is this Evil Spirit? It can actually ignore the Break Evil talismans on my Talisman Tang Dao!" Mo Fei exclaimed after surveying his surroundings.
"This is a long story. Weren't there fourteen Evil Spirits just now? This thing is a combination of those fourteen Evil Spirits! But first, how did you and Thompson end up trapped in two separate Black Coffins?" Xiao Yefeng realized that Mo Fei was in the Black Coffin located at six o'clock, while Thompson was at twelve o'clock.
"Don't even mention it. As soon as we got close, we were ensnared by that blood-red Eerie Energy. If it weren't for my inner energy and these Talisman Tang Dao, you'd only be able to collect my corpse!" Mo Fei recounted everything he had just experienced.
It turned out that Xiao Yefeng had underestimated the power of the Black Evil Fourteen Coffins. The thirteen Evil Spirits he had slain earlier had not actually died; instead, they transferred ninety percent of their Eerie Energy to the ghost and returned to their Soul Vessels within the Black Coffin. However, when Mo Fei and Thompson entered the formation later, they triggered the black evil spirits again. Without pure Primordial Qi to protect him, Thompson was captured first, followed by Mo Fei.
Yet neither of them was ordinary; one relied on Blood Energy for resistance while the other used inner energy for protection, allowing them to hold on until Xiao Yefeng broke the formation. At this moment, Thompson struggled to stand up and looked at the two of them as if he had made a significant decision. After giving Xiao Yefeng a fierce glare, he gritted his teeth and attempted to escape, flapping his Blood Energy wings behind him.
However, just as Xiao and Mo were about to pursue him, a loud laugh echoed from afar. The owner of the laughter declared, "Since you've come, don't leave! I cannot give up such a perfect Zombie body!"
"Not good!" Xiao Yefeng shouted loudly, startling Mo Fei. Understanding Xiao Yefeng's character despite feeling puzzled, Mo Fei nervously asked, "What's wrong?"
"Oh no! I forgot that Yuan Dui was refining Zombies! Those two vampires must have been turned into Jumping Zombies!" Xiao Yefeng exclaimed with regret and sorrow in his voice.
"Hahaha! You understand me well! But it's useless to be wise after the event! One thing you got wrong: vampires' bodies are perfect for refining Zombies. They aren't Jumping Zombies; they're Walking Corpses!" Yuan Dui's voice came from afar as Thompson was suddenly sent flying back.
People cannot fly backward; neither can birds. The only reason for such a phenomenon is being struck back by someone. At that moment, Thompson fell before Xiao Yefeng and Mo Fei, revealing deep claw marks on his left rib and right chest.
The recovery ability of vampires was indeed remarkable. Before their eyes, Thompson's wounds began healing rapidly—so fast that even Xiao Yefeng in his enhanced state could hardly keep up.
Thompson looked ahead in astonishment and stood up saying, "Jeff! Aik! You guys are alive?"
As soon as Thompson finished speaking, two Zombies with blonde hair and blue eyes appeared before them. Unlike traditional Zombies, these vampire Zombies emitted not only a stench of decay but also a flow of Blood Energy. The two Zombies had transcended from Jumping Corpses to Walking Corpses; although their movements were somewhat stiff, they were undeniably walking.
"Are you stupid? It's obvious they're already Zombies. Have you ever seen a vampire with a pierced heart still able to stand up and attack you?" Mo Fei mocked.
At that moment, Thompson's wounds had mostly healed. After touching his injuries, he declared, "For the glory of the Ferrad Family!"
To everyone's surprise, Thompson activated his Blood Energy once again. With a powerful flap of his wings, he charged directly at the two vampires. Xiao Yefeng noticed that Thompson's fingernails had transformed from their usual dark color to a blood-red hue. Indeed, the changed claws were stronger; the two Walking Corpses were hastily created and their skin had not been reinforced yet. Although they had nearly iron-like strength, they were easily torn apart under Thompson's claws.
Unfortunately, Thompson did not realize that the weakness of Zombies could only be broken through brute force. Since the enemy had now become an ally, Xiao Yefeng and Mo Fei could no longer just watch. If Thompson were to die again and his body fell into Yuan Dui's hands, it would mean another Walking Corpse would arise. Moreover, if Baron could turn into a Walking Corpse, then a Viscount-level Thompson would be even stronger!
The two exchanged glances; Xiao Yefeng signaled with his eyes, and Mo Fei immediately understood. Drawing out his twin daggers, he stomped down hard and charged towards the Walking Corpse, taking one from Thompson's hands.
Yuan Dui did not expect Thompson to choose to cooperate with Xiao Yefeng. The situation became awkward once more. Yuan Dui abandoned the Black Evil Fourteen Coffins in exchange for two Vampire Zombies but found himself blocked outside. Reluctantly, Yuan Dui had to face Xiao Yefeng again. He had never understood why he kept falling into Xiao Yefeng's hands despite possessing more powerful abilities and spells; time and again, he was thwarted by Xiao Yefeng.
At this moment, Xiao Yefeng stood beside a stone tablet. Indeed, this was the Yin Gate Illusion opened by Yuan Dui using the Blood Dripping Tree. The endless desolate graves reappeared, but this time Xiao Yefeng stood in a slightly different position, as evident from Yuan Dui's expression.
Xiao Yefeng patted the stone tablet beside him and said, "Yuan Dui! Is this just a coincidence? How is your Soul Banner right next to me?"
Without giving Yuan Dui a chance to respond, Xiao Yefeng swung his wolf claw dagger repeatedly against the stone tablet. The sound of tearing fabric echoed continuously until finally, with one decisive stroke, he shattered the stone tablet. A loud crack resounded as the wooden pole broke apart, and the surrounding Eerie Energy began to swirl rapidly like a massive vortex, pulling away the Yin Soul Malevolence.
The scenery around them finally restored itself; the enormous Blood Dripping Tree came into view. For Mo Fei and Thompson, this was the greatest convenience—after all, under the pressure of Yin Soul Malevolence, both had been significantly suppressed.
At that moment, at Xiao Yefeng's feet lay a broken banner. He had long sensed that this stone tablet was Yuan Xun's Azure Green Soul Banner. Especially after getting closer earlier, it became even more apparent. With the Soul Banner gone, the Yin Gate formation had been broken; Yuan Dui could only watch in anguish as his Soul Banner lay defeated at Xiao Yefeng's feet.
"Child, you forced my hand! Do you think I am only skilled in controlling ghosts with my Soul Banner and not in combat?" Yuan Dui seethed with rage. This Azure Forest Soul Banner was something he had nurtured for over a decade; it could rival some ancient Soul Banners in power. Now it lay shattered by Xiao Yefeng’s blade—how could he not feel heartbroken?
"Oh?" Xiao Yefeng intended to mock him further but was surprised to find that the coffin which should have disappeared along with the Black Evil Fourteen Coffins had not vanished at all. Even now that he had broken through the Yin Gate, logically speaking, this coffin should have disappeared too—why was it still here?
Seeing Xiao Yefeng's gaze fixed on the stone coffin, Yuan Dui sneered, "I guessed it! But it's too late!"
"Netherworld Profound Deity, sword of descent, heed my command, unsheathe! Urgent as the law commands!" Yuan Dui chanted the incantation, and Xiao Yefeng watched as the stone coffin exploded. A black Peach Wood Sword burst forth from the coffin, its blade aimed directly at Xiao Yefeng's heart.
Realizing the ferocity of the Black Sword, Xiao Yefeng dared not confront it head-on. He leaped back, hoping to deflect the Black Sword with his wolf claw dagger. However, he was unprepared for the left-handed wolf claw alloy dagger to be severed instantly by the Black Sword. His right-hand dagger was left barely connected by the spine, and it was clear that even that last bit would soon be cut off.
"What a sharp Black Sword!" Xiao Yefeng thought as he bent backward. The Black Sword continued its downward strike, slicing through the alloy dagger in an instant. In that critical moment, Xiao Yefeng raised his right foot and kicked the sword's hilt.
"Fei, get out of the way!" Xiao Yefeng shouted after delivering the kick.
The kicked Black Sword flew straight towards Mo Fei. Mo Fei had already been aware of Xiao Yefeng's situation and, upon seeing his action, their synergy became evident. As the Black Sword approached, Mo Fei grabbed Jeff's arm and executed a shoulder throw, sending Jeff spinning through the air. Although the Walking Corpse was not particularly agile, its strength was formidable. Just as Jeff soared up, he reached out with his claw-like fingers towards Mo Fei's arm.
Mo Fei dodged just in time to evade Jeff's grasp. However, at that moment, the steel-bodied Walking Corpse suddenly froze because a black Black Sword had been thrust into its back. The sword kicked by Xiao Yefeng had perfectly aligned with Mo Fei's actions, piercing Jeff's vital point. While this wasn't a significant issue for the Walking Corpse, it presented an excellent opportunity.
"Soul Departure!" Yuan Dui realized something was wrong when he saw the Black Sword embedded in his Walking Corpse. He quickly pointed his sword and pulled back with a flick of his wrist. To everyone's astonishment, the Black Sword embedded in Jeff was actually summoned back by Yuan Dui. Xiao Yefeng was taken aback; he understood this was a manifestation of Feng Shui Techniques entering Inner Force—object manipulation!
This ability allowed one to control objects using their Divine Power. In ancient China, Transcendence's flying sword technique was based on this principle; when your Divine Power could lift you, you could fly.
At that moment, Xiao Yefeng couldn't even condense his Psychic Blade; manipulating objects seemed even more far-fetched. Nevertheless, he knew that Yuan Dui was still at Peak of Bright Strength and wondered what special spell he had used. Since it wasn't his own power, it would eventually run out; thus, Xiao Yefeng felt somewhat reassured.
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