Chapter 189: Chapter 113: Fusing with the Resentful Spirit, Severely Injuring Lin Luoxue

"Quick! Seize this chance and kill her!"

The Paperman Yue Mankong’s voice rang urgently in Chu Fan’s mind, "Kill her, then immediately separate from the Resentful Spirit! The longer you’re merged, the deeper the Pollution, and then you’ll truly be beyond saving!"

But in his current state, how could Chu Fan possibly heed such words?

The killing intent in his blood-red eyes flared, and a single voice roared in his mind—

Kill!

Kill them all!

Leave none alive!

Grind their bones to dust!

He lunged forward again like a man possessed, his attacks a furious tempest. He had abandoned all defense, his only focus to attack!

Lin Luoxue was horrified.

She never would have imagined that this Ghost-faced Man could merge with a Resentful Spirit.

Against the power of this fusion with the Resentful Spirit, she found herself completely outmatched!

Though her Swordsmanship was exquisite and her Primordial Qi profound, her opponent’s power, speed, and the all-pervasive interference from the Resentful Spirit hindered her at every turn!

RIP!

In a moment of carelessness, Chu Fan’s Palm Blade, infused with blood-red Cold Qi, slashed past.

Lin Luoxue dodged desperately, but the force of the strike still caught her left arm.

With a sickening CRACK, her left arm was instantly encased in a thick layer of bloody ice. The bones within shattered, the limb utterly ruined!

"Ah!"

Lin Luoxue cried out in pain, her eyes filled with terror.

She knew that if she didn’t escape now, death was certain!

Suppressing the excruciating pain, Lin Luoxue’s longsword shot out like a viper from its den. She gathered the last of her Primordial Qi and stabbed straight for Chu Fan’s eyes—a desperate bid to force him back and find a sliver of a chance to live!

CLANG!

Chu Fan tilted his head slightly, and the sword struck his forehead, producing the sharp clang of metal on metal!

The tip of the sword felt as if it had struck something impossibly tough, unable to advance another inch!

Only a fierce surge of Primordial Qi pierced his body, causing Chu Fan’s own qi and blood to roil. The ethereal image of the little girl within him let out a shrill cry, and their merged state wavered for an instant, threatening to disperse!

"How is this possible?!"

A look of horror crossed Lin Luoxue’s face.

She dodged an incoming punch from Chu Fan and, in a flash, slipped under his arm, her sword swinging to slash at his right leg!

CLANG!

The sound of clashing metal rang out again.

"What kind of monster is this!"

Lin Luoxue was utterly astonished. She turned to flee—

’This strength... it isn’t from the Resentful Spirit.’

’This Ghost-faced Man must have cultivated some kind of Body Refining Demon Skill that makes him impervious to weapons and elements!’

But having merged with the Resentful Spirit, Chu Fan’s power had skyrocketed, and his speed now surpassed her own!

Before Lin Luoxue could even finish turning, Chu Fan was upon her, slamming a fist into her back!

BOOM!

Lin Luoxue’s vision went black. She coughed up a spray of blood as her body was sent flying forward uncontrollably!

’That punch... why did it feel like the Bear Form Shattering Fist from the Twelve Forms Fist...’

The thought flashed through her mind. Lin Luoxue bit her tongue hard to stay conscious, rolled twice across the ground, and scrambled back to her feet. Ignoring her shattered arm and the searing pain in her back, she activated her Primordial Qi and bolted forward with everything she had!

Escape!

Flee!

I have to get away from this lunatic!

She fled wildly, spitting blood, running in the direction away from the pit.

At the same time, she flicked her right hand, sending several Ice Cones shooting toward Chu Fan in an attempt to slow his pursuit.

Chu Fan casually snatched them out of the air, crushing the Ice Cones to dust with his bare hands!

Though Lin Luoxue’s left arm was crippled and she was gravely injured, the speed she summoned while fleeing for her life was still astonishing. In the blink of an eye, she vanished into the dense forest.

But the demonized Chu Fan gave chase, refusing to let her go!

"Alas!"

The Paperman Yue Mankong let out a long sigh.

Then, a gentle power enveloped Chu Fan.

The monstrous black qi was suppressed, forced to retract back into his body!

"Break!"

Yue Mankong barked a single command.

As he charged madly forward, Chu Fan felt a sharp pain pierce his skull. His vision blurred, he lost control of his body, and he tumbled to the ground, rolling over and over!

Fortunately, he possessed the Vajra Undying Body; even when his head slammed against a stone, he was completely unscathed!

CLACK!

The White Bone fell in front of him.

The Paperman said weakly, "Don’t... don’t chase her..."

"Take the White Bone and run!"

Chu Fan regained a sliver of clarity. With no time to think, he snatched up the White Bone, tucked it into his robe, turned, and fled!

After a while, Yue Mankong’s weak voice finally spoke up. "How... how could you dare to merge with a Resentful Spirit? Do you want to become a mindless monster that only knows slaughter?!"

"The longer you stay merged with a Resentful Spirit, the deeper the Pollution, and the harder it becomes to separate. In the end, your very soul will be assimilated and devoured by it!"

"Even after separating, you will still be Polluted, damned beyond redemption!"

’Pollution...’ Chu Fan suppressed the restless killing intent in his heart and looked at his status panel.

[Pollution Level: 8/100]

’My Pollution Level rose by 2 points just from being merged for a few breaths!’

"I’m sorry..."

The little girl Nuannuan’s voice emerged from the White Bone in his arms.

"Nuannuan, it’s not your fault. I know you were just trying to save me."

Chu Fan comforted her gently.

At this moment, he felt utterly exhausted, body and soul, as if he had been completely hollowed out.

Yet, the images he had seen earlier continued to flash through his mind.

"Senior, are you alright?"

Chu Fan asked in a low voice, pressing down on the Paperman in his robes. His fingertips could feel a faint tremor from the paper.

The Paperman’s voice was faint, flickering like a candle in the wind as he spoke in fits and starts. "My... my Divine Sense... attached to this Paperman... is nearly exhausted..."

"I... I can’t go on... I’m too far... from the place where the demon is trapped... too far from my true self..."

"Just now... I expended most of my power..."

He seemed to gather a bit of strength before continuing, "This Paperman... is just a vessel for a sliver of my Divine Sense... My true self... is trapped by the Moon Worship Sect beneath a Blood Array... The farther I am from it... the faster my power dissipates..."

"I must... go to sleep now."

His voice grew even fainter. "Otherwise, this last wisp of my Divine Sense... will dissipate completely."

"Listen to me..."

"Go back to... the Cyan Yang Black Market in Cyan Yang Ancient City..." the Paperman forced out the words. "In the Cyan Yang Black Market... the back alley behind Wind Chime Pavilion... take the third fork to the left... look for a dilapidated courtyard with three blade marks on the wall... Find a man there... named ’Old Limp’."

"Do not... reveal my existence... to anyone."

"Not even... to the limper I’m sending you to find... You mustn’t speak of me."