Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1264: He Can’t Die—He Still Has to Marry Xiaoguai
The Soul Suppressing Cauldron soared into the sky, towards the restless Soul-suppressing Beast, looming above its head, and then it grew larger and larger.
A formidable torrent of Spiritual Energy descended upon it, and the Soul-suppressing Beast was subjected to the pressure, immediately having a significant amount of its Spiritual Power suppressed.
Dizzy and disoriented, Moyu could distinctly feel his breathing becoming a bit easier, and the tightness in his chest alleviated.
"Lord, can you do it?"
Moyu glanced anxiously at Nie Jiuque, who was facing the Soul-suppressing Beast that seemed capable of destroying everything.
He truly feared that Nie Jiuque would not withstand the powerful Spiritual Power of the Soul-suppressing Beast.
"Win, or die trying."
A determined gleam flickered in Nie Jiuque’s eyes.
"!!!"
Continuously being suppressed and having its Spiritual Power weakened by the Soul Suppressing Cauldron, the Soul-suppressing Beast let out deafening roars, becoming increasingly irritable and gradually losing control.
Moyu and Ye Yin felt as if their ears were about to bleed, while Nie Jiuque barely managed to stand firm and steady his mind.
Xiaoguai...
Jun Moyan’s consciousness began to blur, his body felt as if it were being squeezed between two massive slabs, his soul twisted and drained, it was as if the energy within him was being extracted.
Xiaoguai...
Though drowsy, the only thing he still yearned for, thought about, was her.
The sole thing keeping him somewhat conscious was also her.
The irritated roar of the Soul-suppressing Beast echoed above, each sound seeming to penetrate deep into his bones.
It seemed to be calling out to him.
It truly was calling out to him.
Jun Moyan struggled to lift his heavy eyelids and saw the massive beast looming overhead.
It was the tattoo on his chest.
He saw a tremendous Spiritual Power connecting him and it above.
He couldn’t tell whose Spiritual Power it was.
Yet, the aura felt very familiar.
Taking advantage of the moment when the Soul-suppressing Beast was temporarily subdued and its Spiritual Power weakened, Nie Jiuque leapt up, landing ethereally in front of the formation, swiftly casting a series of Curses, preparing to absorb all the Spiritual Power of the Soul-suppressing Beast to restore his own strength to its peak.
As the Curses were cast, Jun Moyan quickly felt his strength being drained away, precisely speaking, it was his Spiritual Power.
With a roar overhead, the Soul-suppressing Beast grew even more frenzied.
Nie Jiuque appeared strained, his hand casting the spell trembling.
The Spiritual Power of the Soul-suppressing Beast made him break out in cold sweat, his insides scorching.
Xiaoguai.
Xiaoguai.
"Xiaoguai..."
"Jun Moyan."
"Jun Moyan."
"Jun Moyan..."
The crisp and clear voice of Wen Xiao’ai echoed like a silver bell in his mind, calling out to him.
The hand weakly resting on the ground slowly closed into a fist, Jun Moyan’s unfocused eyes gradually becoming clear again.
"Xiaoguai..."
He could not die.
He still needed to take care of Xiaoguai.
He still needed to wed her and bring her home, he could not die.
Suddenly obstructed, Nie Jiuque was startled, he looked up and saw that the originally semi-transparent body of the Soul-suppressing Beast was slowly becoming substantial.
He quickly looked into the formation at Jun Moyan, only to see Jun Moyan with wide eyes, seemingly struggling desperately.
Nie Jiuque gritted his teeth, mobilizing all his Spiritual Energy.
The two forces of Spiritual Energy engaged in a tug-of-war, battling fiercely.
Moyu and Ye Yin, sensing something amiss, intended to step forward and offer Nie Jiuque help, only to be thrown back by the aura of Soul Town before they could get close.
"Lord."
Ye Yin shouted in alarm.
With a roar, both the Soul Suppressing Cauldron and Nie Jiuque were blasted away.
A vast burst of Spiritual Energy caused the surrounding mountains to tremble and reduced the stones on the ground to powder.
In Nie Jiuque’s incredulous wide eyes, he saw Jun Moyan’s body within the formation gradually becoming transparent, and in the air above, the Soul-suppressing Beast taking on a tangible form...
