In the dense forest, Mo Fan fled frantically, wishing he had a few extra legs.
Though he had already overestimated Qin Changsheng’s strength, facing him now, he realised he had still underestimated his opponent.
Qin Changsheng’s cultivation was terrifying, even without using that bamboo scroll artifact, Mo Fan had no chance of winning.
He strongly suspected Qin Changsheng wasn’t an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator, likely among the most powerful of them!
So, after confirming Big Head had escaped far enough, Mo Fan had no intention of fighting further.
As Qin Changsheng said, this time there was no Yan Mo to save him, he had to rely on himself.
“Clank—!”
“Boom, boom, boom…!!”
The sound of dragging chains echoed behind, accompanied by dense explosions, making Mo Fan’s scalp tingle.
He glanced back, seeing a massive dark red chain speeding towards him, writhing like a living snake, pulverising any tree or rock it touched into dust.
The terror of that blood-red chain was evident!
“Stop running, come back to the Academy with me obediently, you’ll keep your life, and I’ll earn a hefty sum of contribution points, enough to climb to sixth on the Prodigy List, isn’t that a win-win?”
Qin Changsheng’s voice resounded through the mountains, sinking Mo Fan’s heart to rock bottom.
“Win your arse!
You bastard, with so many demons in the Yaoling Mountains, why are you fixated on a small fry like me?!”
Mo Fan cursed in fury.
He didn’t believe Qin Changsheng’s nonsense, having just killed four Dahe Academy disciples, if he went to the Academy, he wouldn’t survive till sunrise.
“Well said!”
“You’re no small fry, you’re a Demon Soldier now, and you’re special, not only have you awakened a divine ability, but it’s outrageously powerful!”
“A gifted demon like you may not be a threat now, but you’ll surely become a great enemy to our human race in the future!”
“So, either I subdue you, or… I kill you!”
Qin Changsheng’s smile turned sinister, standing atop his bamboo scroll artifact, soaring through the air, his hands forming seals, making the blood-red chain on the ground move even faster.
“Use your divine ability again, I’m quite looking forward to it!”
Qin Changsheng’s lips curled, pointing with both hands, the blood-red chain burrowed into the ground and vanished.
Mo Fan’s pupils shrank, his heart pounding, a strong sense of danger surging within.
“Bang!”
The ground exploded, Mo Fan leapt into the air.
“Boom!”
“Clank—!”
The blood-red chain followed, shooting towards him.
“Damn it!”
Mo Fan gritted his teeth, reluctant to be manipulated, but with his life on the line, he unleashed his Heaven-Swallowing Divine Ability.
Buzz—
As Mo Fan opened his mouth, the void warped slightly, a terrifying suction emerging, swallowing the blood-red chain into his inner space in an instant.
“Yes! Yes! Yes!
That’s it… huh?
No, you’ve awakened two divine abilities!
And this one can even swallow my spells, what a… delightful surprise!”
Qin Changsheng, far from alarmed, was thrilled, his smile growing wider, sneering, “Demons who awaken divine abilities are rare, and those with two such terrifying ones are one in ten thousand!”
“Excellent, you alone are worth dozens of ordinary Demon Soldiers in contribution points!”
Last time, he had sensed something extraordinary about this demon, and after reflecting, he realised that besides the soul-captivating eye technique, Mo Fan had a powerful swallowing ability.
This test confirmed it!
Though Mo Fan hadn’t used the eye technique this time, Qin Changsheng was certain.
As he spoke, Qin Changsheng wielded his writing brush in the air, hundreds of inky “Prison” characters appearing in moments, making Mo Fan’s heart race.
He recognised these characters, all “Prison,” and though he didn’t know their meaning, he was sure they weren’t good.
“Damn it, you really think I’m easy to bully?!”
“Time you tasted my power!”
Mo Fan snorted, spitting out a talisman, infusing it with demonic energy, and launching it at Qin Changsheng.
“Hm?”
Qin Changsheng looked curious, then saw the talisman turn into a streak of fire shooting towards him.
“Not good, a Thunderfire Talisman!”
Qin Changsheng’s face changed, his incantations shifting, tearing off his robe and throwing it overhead.
Buzz—
A golden light burst from the robe, expanding it to several yards, like a canopy overhead.
“Boom—!!”
At that moment, thunder roared, a bucket-thick thunderfire pillar crashing down onto the robe!
Mo Fan, watching, saw his anticipation turn to shock.
The robe was completely unscathed!
“Ink Art, Prison Charm!”
Qin Changsheng’s voice rang out again, with a wave, the hundreds of “Prison” characters flew towards Mo Fan.
“Damn it!!”
Mo Fan growled, spitting out another talisman.
“Another talisman?”
Qin Changsheng frowned but wasn’t concerned, confident in his robe and scroll for protection, certain no accident could occur.
What kind of talisman could a mere Demon Soldier produce?
Mo Fan wasn’t sure either, this talisman came from a female cultivator he’d killed at the market’s edge, likely her trump card, but he didn’t know its specifics.
He had another Thunderfire Talisman, but seeing its ineffectiveness against Qin Changsheng, he resorted to this.
He considered swallowing the characters with his Heaven-Swallowing ability, but since Qin Changsheng knew of it yet still used this spell, it likely wasn’t vulnerable to his ability.
Mo Fan didn’t dare take the risk.
If it couldn’t be swallowed, he’d be in grave danger.
Watching the approaching swarm of inky “Prison” characters, Mo Fan gritted his teeth.
Here goes nothing!
This was his last shot!
Infusing demonic energy, the talisman blazed with dazzling light, so bright he could barely keep his eyes open.
Suddenly, the talisman trembled violently, almost slipping from his grasp.
In a critical moment, he threw it at Qin Changsheng!
“Swish!”
A whooshing sound, the golden talisman vanished in a flash!
“Pfft, pfft, pfft…”
As the golden talisman passed, the oncoming “Prison” characters exploded, turning into ink splattering in the air.
“A Mysterious-Grade Talisman, Golden Light Blade!”
Qin Changsheng exclaimed, finally recognising the talisman, his face darkening.
“Go!”
With a point, his robe floated down, shielding him.
Mo Fan’s eyes flashed with ruthlessness, spitting out another talisman and launching it without hesitation, then turning to flee!
Soon, thunder roared behind him, mixed with screams.
Despite this, Mo Fan didn’t dare pause, spitting out several Godspeed Talismans and sticking them all on himself.
