Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder s Record of CounterattacksQuick Transmigration Cannon Fodder s Record of Counterattacks
Ning Shu frowned. There were so many souls, all with strong, baleful yin energy.
Despair, hatred, and pain, made these souls more miserable and murderous.
The others in the yard were stunned by the sight. They were holding their heads as they wailed.
Some people were tightly wrapped in the black smoke, and souls were on top of their bodies, biting them and tearing apart their souls.
Screams and roars of pain filled the yard.
It had become instinctual for these souls to attack any living creature that they saw.
Was this kind of indiscriminate attack really good?
Yi Liang was also wrapped in black smoke. His face was pale. Most importantly for him, his parents were among those souls. Their faces were hideous, and their eyes malicious and ruthless. The sight made Yi Liang’s heart ache.
“Yi Liang, only by defeating Yi Shengjie could you free your parents. Otherwise, they’d only suffer endless pain, and they’d never be able to reincarnate,” Ning Shu shouted to Yi Liang in a low voice. “The longer you delay, the more pain they’d have to suffer.”
The knuckles of Yi Liang’s clenched fist turned white. He roared, ignoring the black smoke swathing him, and pounced toward Yi Shengjie.
Ning Shu quickly recited the incantations inwardly. Every time these incantations hit the black smoke, some souls would roar in pain.
When Yi Shengjie saw Yi Liang rushing towards him, he snorted coldly. “I’ll allow you to witness the power of a golden core stage cultivator.”
Yi Shengjie’s hands rapidly formed signs, and a powerful attack hit Yi Liang. It mercilessly collided with the qilin energy, making a loud noise. Even the air was becoming distorted.
Yi Liang kept pushing on. He clenched his fists, then abruptly hit Yi Shengjie’s chest with lightning speed.
Time seemed to stand still, and after a while, Yi Shengjie vomited blood and flew away.
“Cough, cough, cough…” Yi Shengjie was on the ground, coughing blood uncontrollably, with a disbelieving look on his face. He was a golden core stage cultivator, so how could he be beaten up by a kid, and so badly as well!?
Yi Liang allowed him no break and slammed another fist into Yi Shengjie’s chest.
“Pfft…” Yi Shengjie spat out another mouthful of blood. The blood splattered onto Yi Liang’s face.
Yi Liang didn’t care. He didn’t even wipe the blood off his face. He smashed another fist into Yi Shengjie’s heart.
As a cultivator, Yi Shengjie had a stronger body compared to ordinary people’s bodies. If it wasn’t for that, he would’ve already been beaten to death by Yi Liang.
“Ah, my golden core!?” Yi Shengjie suddenly found that the golden core in his dantian was gone!
It was as if he had fallen from heaven to hell in an instant.
He had only become a golden core stage cultivator for less than an hour. Where had his golden core gone?
Yi Liang indifferently looked at Yi Shengjie, who was on the verge of falling apart, and stretched out his fist. A qilin roared out from his fist and passed through Yi Shengjie’s body heavily.
Yi Shengjie spat out blood in a puff that reached more than a foot away, forming a blood mist.
Yi Shengjie was so angry that he stared at Yi Liang with bulging eyes.
“Don’t kill me. I’ll tell you where your sister is. I can bring her back.” Yi Shengjie’s face was extremely pale, like the next breath he’d take could just be his last.
Indeed, even if he took just one more hit, he’d definitely die.
Seeing this sight, Ning Shu stayed silent. It was all up to how Yi Liang wanted to deal with it.
Ning Shu asked the little fox for a spirit stone. The little fox was very reluctant but gave Ning Shu a spirit stone of quite good quality in the end.
“Remember to pay me back later.”
Ning Shu used the spirit stone to arrange a simple yang gathering formation. With this formation, it could gather the surrounding yang energy to disperse the abundance of malevolent yin energy.
Editor: Ran
Translator: Kaho