Chapter 88: Turbulent

The wind was pressing in from all directions. At this moment, the bamboo in the bamboo forest was dancing wildly in the wind, and from time to time, the sound of bamboo snapping and breaking could be heard.

Just like in ancient times, people used to celebrate festivals by setting off firecrackers and burning bamboo forests to make noise.

From the violent wind that the bamboo could not withstand, it was clear that the wind was so fierce, and I was at the center of the storm, bearing the ferocious power.

Is this the power of the man’s magic? The magic has not yet taken shape, but it is already so powerful… I simply cannot wait. This crazy power is like throwing me naked into deep water, with the enormous water pressure, I feel that my internal organs are being squeezed to the limit, and if it goes on for just a little longer, they will be crushed to a pulp and spewed out of my mouth.

So, with great pressure, I took a deep breath and suddenly shouted, “Lin Furui.”

Yes, Lin Furui is the name of Lin Jianguo’s eldest son. He mentioned it to me in passing during our conversation, and I didn’t pay much attention at the time, but it didn’t prevent me from remembering the name. I never thought that such a simple detail would become my greatest support.

I deliberately used a little bit of the technique of shouting, the simple kind, with the power of suppressing the soul of the person. I didn’t expect to be able to suppress such a powerful soul, but the advantage of this is that the voice goes straight to the soul! So even if my voice was blown by the wind and was interrupted, like a broken fragment… it didn’t hinder the effect of calling the soul.

As soon as I finished speaking, the man standing in front of me changed his expression dramatically, with a hint of anger, shock, or fear, and then looked at me with a strange expression.

Because he paused for a moment, the power of the wind that was crushing me was slightly weakened, and even the ‘fury’ of the bamboo forest was slightly calmed.

Now!

After a brief moment of relief, I knew I had bet right. I couldn’t give the man in front of me any breathing room. I straightened my clothes, stepped on the ground, and shouted in a standard way to stop the soul and summon the soul. Then I looked sternly and shouted, “Lin Furui, Lin Furui… where are you? Where are you? … Nine Heavens Immortal Maiden, take the soul boy… Lin Furui, where is your soul…”

My voice was getting louder and louder, but it was different from ordinary soul-calling. Ordinary soul-calling is used to call back the lost soul of a person from the wilderness, but I was calling out the soul of a living person, which is generally used to deal with possession. Naturally, it had been adapted, and it was even a unique soul-calling method belonging to the old Li school.

“Ah…” The man in front of him suddenly interrupted the spell, and was also bitten by the spell.

But instead of spitting out a mouthful of blood, as a Taoist priest would normally do, he suddenly held his head and let out a long cry.

I don’t know if it was my eyesight that was wrong, or if he had somehow influenced the surrounding qi field, causing me to see something. In any case, in my eyes, his body seemed to be constantly twisting and deforming, as if several things were rushing out of his body, and he was forcibly suppressing them.

My face was neither sad nor happy, and I didn’t bring any magic tools with me, so I simply hit my palms together, striking the rhythm that the soul-calling ritual should use, with specially made chopsticks and a bowl of water. Then I looked at the man in front of me with a solemn expression, each cry more cold and ruthless than the last, each cry more fierce than the last, urgently calling out, “Lin Furui, Lin Furui…”

“Ah, ah…” The arrogant man actually held his head, and after I called out to his soul in a state of soul explosion, he suddenly fell to his knees.

A sneer curled the corner of my mouth. Is he the almighty god? You should have knelt down long ago, for the sake of the countless spirits you have harmed, that miserable town, and that perverted existence.

It seems that this soul-calling technique, which is not considered powerful by other Taoist priests, has hit the so-called “vital points” of this god, which is the same as some of the ideas I had on the boat.

Therefore, under this “attack,” the god’s magic could not be performed, and the magic that had been cast on Grandma Lingqing was also lifted at the same time. However, I didn’t know how much Grandma Lingqing had been affected in the past. After the pressure was lifted, she was still extremely fearful, quickly locking herself in a clump of bamboo, curling up and hiding, trembling.

Seeing that Ling Qing was no longer suffering, my heart relaxed a little, but seeing Ling Qing in this state, my heart was stirred with pain… What kind of torture did she endure? What about my master and the others? Master Hui, Master…

But you can imagine, right? At the beginning of the conflict, that god was extremely indifferent and violent… What could he do to others?

As I thought about this, the nameless anger that had been suppressed in my heart suddenly exploded. The steps under my feet began to change. I began to block my surroundings. If the soul-calling was really successful, I decided to use my unique steps to lock the soul…

But… I was ‘naive’ after all. After all, I was facing a god who even Wu Tian had to cooperate with, and who might even be slightly weaker. How could he be so easily defeated by me?

“Ah…” As I changed my footwork, the man suddenly let out the loudest cry he had ever made after being possessed by the spirit, and then, to my surprise, he slammed his fist into the ground, using the force of the explosion to stand up.

“Crack, crack, crack,” at the moment he stood up, I even heard the sound of his joints creaking… This sound was even more shocking and frightening than the sound of swords and spears on the battlefield.

“Oh, oh… big brother, go… big brother, I’m scared, take me with you…” Grandma Ling Qing’s voice was heard behind me, a voice of fear to the extreme.

My strength is still abundant, but for some reason, my heart is gradually cooling down… But I don’t want to give up. I looked straight into his eyes. This kind of soul-calling is even more oppressive, which means that it oppresses a person’s soul and then forcibly pulls it out.

But just one look, and I couldn’t help but take a few steps back. The steps I had taken earlier were all messed up, and my throat was sweet. I had just barely swallowed the blood.

This is the gap, the power of the collision… I have never seen a person’s face turn purple, and this man in front of me is.

Especially his eyes, which had seemed peaceful and harmless just now, had become a kind of cold and fierce look with a sense of superiority. The unstoppable power pulsed from his eyes, like a tangible light.

What kind of power is that? Soul power? Spiritual power? I couldn’t guess at all. It was even more aggressive and oppressive than Wu Tian’s… and I knew that when a person’s luck was extremely bad, or when they were dead inside, to a certain extent, those energies would overflow… even ordinary people would be able to tell that something was wrong.

But, this purple? Is it a manifestation of the overflowing soul power?

At that moment, the power of the soul explosion was still there, but my body felt as if it had been crushed by a heavy hammer, extremely weak… I couldn’t continue to call the soul. Just by looking at him, I felt that his entire body was like a wall of iron and steel. How could I pull his soul out of the wall of iron and steel?

But I couldn’t give up. I couldn’t give up on myself, because I was carrying hope, and I couldn’t give up on Ling Qing’s life. So, I subconsciously ran towards Ling Qing.

After the man stood up, he didn’t even look at me, but raised his hand and began to snap and point at thirty-six locations on his body with strange hand gestures that were so fast that my naked eye couldn’t catch them.

“Chen Chengyi, you are smarter and more powerful than I expected. You are as difficult to deal with as your master,” the cold voice of the god sounded in my ear.

As difficult as my master? I stumbled a bit. It seems that my master had a battle with him?

“It seems that you can’t be obedient without paying a price… If you weren’t good, you could have died a thousand times for offending me like this. But…” As he spoke, the god suddenly shut up, and his eyes moved, looking at Grandma Ling Qing.

His hand slowly raised again… My heart sank suddenly, and then I almost jumped for my life, rushing towards Grandma Ling Qing.

He shouted, “Don’t you dare touch her!”