In the world of martial arts, one works tirelessly to attain enlightenment.

Chapter 110, Killing the Demon Clan, Ambush

"Are you really a member of the Soul Clan?"

"..."

There was no response from the other party. The body transformed from a floating wisp of mist into Lin Ran's appearance, with no difference in details. However, the eyes could not be simulated; there was only a gray mist.

Lin Ran frowned involuntarily.

This was a Soul Clan member exuding a fourth-tier aura. The aura alone gave Lin Ran the feeling of facing a vast lake, but it wasn't to the point of being unable to fight back.

However, this fourth-level Soul Clan member remained here, and even after he hunted down a whole bunch of Soul Clan members, there was no reaction whatsoever.

After the battle ended, he spoke to the Soul Clan member, and the other party responded, somehow transforming into his appearance.

Gray mist surged around the eyes of the Soul Clan, attempting to mimic Lin Ran's eyes, but it was blocked by an unknown force and could not take shape.

As the simulation process stalled, an aura of destruction emanated from the Soul Clan.

After observing for a while, Lin Ran suddenly realized what was going on.

This is the Oni race!

They are not Soul Clan. Soul Clan possesses complete consciousness and thought, while Ghost Clan's consciousness and thought are partially missing. Regardless of how much is missing, they will be classified as Ghost Clan.

Moreover, the Ghost Clan was rejected by the Soul Clan, who considered them to be defective products of the Soul Clan and did not recognize them as their own race.

The other party's current simulation behavior is an instinctive means of restoring themselves.

Once you successfully simulate a particular being, kill it, and acquire its memories, you can rely on those memories to gain complete consciousness and thought, and evolve into a Soul Race member.

However, because of the existence of memories, these soul race members are often very difficult to understand.

boom!

Lin Ran was still observing the Ghost Clan when their destructive intent and killing intent suddenly intensified, and then they vanished into thin air.

Lin Ran's expression changed, and he could only see a blurry shadow in his vision. He only had time to raise the Demon Eye Cross Sword in front of him.

The demon's claws struck the Demon Eye Cross Sword hard, creating a series of sparks, but the sword itself remained undamaged, and the force was transferred to Lin Ran.

call out!

Lin Ran did not resist and was thrown away by the force of the impact. Golden light emanated from the center of her collarbone, and a portal clearly appeared within the golden light, but it did not open.

The spiritual energy from all directions was absorbed into the body through the collarbone, transforming into rich blood and qi to counteract the attacks of the demons.

The ghost clan's attack failed, and it immediately gave chase to Lin Ran. However, the opponent's speed was not slow, and it was not able to catch up immediately!

Lin Ran gripped the sword hilt, her eyes flashing as she analyzed the feasibility of killing the demon clan.

The lack of thought and consciousness makes the actions of the demon race like those of a puppet, leaving a great deal of room for manipulation.

However, the opponent is at level four, which is a whole level higher. Normal attacks can't break through the defense, so I can only use my ultimate move, and I only have one or two chances.

If it were a normal Tier 4 character, they might not even have a chance to use their ultimate skill.

While we were analyzing the situation, a message suddenly came through the team channel.

Jian Linglong: Captain, I'm here. Nangong, Zhou Yu, Ling Fei, prepare a one-time attack.

Sword Linglong: Items *3

Lin Ran: Okay, come over and give me the things in a bit, then wait for the battle to end and take me back.

Jian Linglong: ?

Lin Ran: Execute the order

Jian Linglong: Received.

The communication ended, and less than half a second had passed in the outside world.

Lin Ran looked at the Ghost Clan, a smile involuntarily spreading across his lips, and unleashed a sword aura tens of meters long.

The demon, simulating Lin Ran, shattered the sword energy with a punch, then conjured a demonic cross sword and continued to attack Lin Ran.

Lin Ran gave a cold laugh, turned around, and sped away.

My henchmen are here! I'll beat you to death, you scoundrel!

The demons gave chase at lightning speed, and Lin Ran fled.

The two sides were quite different in speed, but Lin Ran was able to use the ghosts' strength to create distance with each attack.

If it were the Soul Clan, they would probably have already started using binding and slowing techniques.

But the demons wouldn't; they're naive.

soon,

Lin Ran saw a flash of blood in her vision, followed by the sound of a sword ringing out.

In just three seconds, the bloody light in their sight reached them.

Jian Linglong stepped out of the crimson sword aura, shoved the three crystals into Lin Ran's hands, and then flew away on her sword, her speed even faster than that of the Ghost Clan!

Lin Ran: ...

He held the crystal and fell into deep thought. Why did Jian Linglong seem a little angry?

Roar!

The demons behind them, unable to catch up with Lin Ran, roared in anger.

Lin Ran changed her mind and turned to slow down.

Instantly, the distance between the two sides closed rapidly.

Lin Ran threw out three crystals, which were shattered by three sword energies.

A ball of flame burst forth from the crystal, transforming into a phantom arena that enveloped him and the demons.

Yan Lingfei - Emperor Yan's Death Arena - Abridged Version!

The second crystal shattered.

What appeared was a divine light of faith, which shot into Lin Ran's chest in a flash, and then there was no more movement.

The third crystal shattered.

A blurry small statue appeared. The statue was only humanoid in shape and seemed to be an item that had been rushed out. It had Zhou Yu's aura on it.

"curse!"

Sticky, chilling, mad, chaotic, murmuring, whispering, laughing, howling... countless voices and forces rang in Lin Ran's ears.

Lin Ran shivered involuntarily, feeling a chill run through her body, and forcibly suppressed her instinct to stay away.

After the sound appeared, the statue shattered, and gray power descended upon the demons.

Numerous human faces immediately sprouted from the bodies of the demons. Some of these faces quickly rotted, oozing pus, but they continued to laugh and howl. More faces then grew from the rotting ones.

Lin Ran's lips twitched slightly; Zhou Yu's curse ability was becoming increasingly abstract.

He gripped the Demon Eye Cross Sword tightly, and a pale blue diamond-shaped crystal appeared in each of his pupils.

Eye Technique: Space!

The demon's body was immediately frozen in mid-air, but its human face remained unaffected, growing wildly and erratically.

Golden light emanated from the center of Lin Ran's collarbone, the palms of her hands, and the base of her tailbone. Three portals appeared within the golden light, but they did not open; instead, they channeled power into Lin Ran's body.

The killing intent stored in the Demon Eye Cross Sword was released, covering the surface of the sword and almost transforming into a blood-red scabbard.

A brilliant silver light appeared between Lin Ran's brows, and then it was injected into the Demon Eye Cross Sword, finally activating a small portion of its power.

choke!

The sound of swords echoed in the deathmatch arena. The demons' resistance ceased, and a bloody mark appeared from their foreheads to their abdomens.

Countless annihilated faces regenerated, accompanied by howls and laughter. The bodies of the demons disintegrated and dissipated, and some of their power was intercepted by the death arena, condensed, and transformed into a crystal, which fell into Lin Ran's hands.

After the demons completely disappeared, the deathmatch arena collapsed.

Lin Ran took a slight breath, feeling a sudden emptiness within her body, a feeling she had never experienced with Yun Zhu or Meng Yu.

Suddenly, the void began to ripple and twist, and a ghostly hand made entirely of shadows emerged from it.

Lin Ran was instantly terrified; the crisis of death gripped her soul, attempting to erode her consciousness.

The sounds of swords clashing and shouts rang out in the team channel, but the body had no time to react.

"team leader!"

(End of this chapter)