White Bone Evolution Guide

Chapter 93 Struggle Among Devious Individuals [Tai Sui]

Wine pond and meat forest.

Mycelium crawled everywhere, like serpents stretching across the ceiling.

Old Wang and the others were suspended in mid-air by mycelium, and countless mycelium entered their bodies through their seven orifices.

"Hehe..."

They were gasping for breath, making hoarse sounds, their faces flushed red, and their bodies contorted in bizarre postures.

The stalk huddled in the corner, shivering.

He didn't dare go out at all, and he didn't even dare to breathe.

Suddenly, I felt darkness in front of me and fainted.

A figure in black grabbed him by the neck and casually tossed him away, far from this battlefield.

A human-shaped toad, a faceless stone statue, and a woman dressed sexily, carrying a guqin (a traditional Chinese stringed instrument), walked down from upstairs.

Upon sensing them, the mycelium accelerated its speed and frantically injected itself into the human body.

The three ghosts waited quietly, allowing the [Tai Sui] to enter their bodies.

Only the "Tai Sui" that has entered the body can be captured.

"I've sealed off the underground area, and there's law enforcement and our intermediaries outside. It has no choice but to fight back." The faceless statue's voice was harsh, like the grinding of bricks.

"Zhang Qingguan is coming up," the sexy woman said.

The humanoid toad, enveloped in black mist, said, "Don't worry, there's no water in the air, so his lightning magic is mostly ruined."

The moisture in the air quickly rushed into the toad's body and was sucked dry.

Without moisture, the air was dry, there was no water vapor, and no clouds or rain. Zhang Qingguan rubbed his hands together until they were smoking, but he couldn't generate any lightning. At most, he could use the lightning power stored in his body.

"Give me the Tai Sui, and the rest are yours," said the faceless stone statue.

The human-shaped toad said, "Two more friends haven't arrived yet."

"We've arrived."

Two voices came from upstairs, but only a thin middle-aged man with a bloody aura came down: "Blood Wine, Yunhe, greetings to a few friends."

"They're here."

bang

As soon as he finished speaking, the window shattered, and Li Hongyi, Zhang Qingguan, and Gu Qingyi broke in through the window.

"Dragon King River, sculptor, musician."

Li Hongyi scanned them, her gaze settling on Yun He: "The creator of Blood Wine?"

"I've long admired your name, Li Hongyi," Yunhe said with a smile, his gaze falling on Zhang Qingguan: "A deity from Wudang Mountain, your name sounds like thunder at first glance, but upon closer inspection, you're just a turtle."

Old bastard appeared behind him: "Dare to act arrogantly in front of Master Ba? Have you been drinking too much super-male blood?"

"Aren't you going to greet the Bodhisattva?" The Bodhisattva appeared behind Gu Qingyi.

"Something that has no face at all, does it even deserve to be my kind?" Yunhe said dismissively.

Gu Qingyi: "..."

As someone who shares a symbiotic relationship with others, I feel a bit ashamed. Why humiliate myself like this? I'm really not as good as them.

The sexy woman said, "The [Grand Duke Jupiter] will need a little more time, that should be enough. I'll kill Li Hongyi, and then I'll hand Gu Qingyi over to the Dragon King. Yunhe, how about you deal with Zhang Qingguan?"

Yunhe nodded: "Well arranged, little Taoist priest, what do you think?"

"I think you deserve to die!"

Zhang Qingguan leaped into the air, his palm gleaming with golden light: "Thunder, come!"

bang

The void exploded with a thunderous roar, lightning bolts shot out from the palm, and arcs of electricity raged, yet no thunder accompanied the air.

A burst of crimson light, like a bolt of lightning, swept across the surroundings, shattering the thunder and extinguishing the electric arcs. Zhang Qingguan was sent flying backward.

"What's going on?" Zhang Qingguan's expression changed, and he frowned. "Old bastard, something's not right here."

"The toad has drained the water vapor, so it can't summon thunder." Old Turtle's body radiated light.

"Now that you know, accept your fate." Yunhe smiled faintly, a blood-red river appearing behind him, its blood energy surging to the heavens.

"Unfortunately, Eighth Master's only ability is to summon clouds and rain!"

The old turtle slightly raised its head, and a burst of gray light erupted, spreading a chilling aura, and the air was once again filled with moisture.

Rumble

Gray air currents billowed, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

In the vast night sky, dark clouds rolled in, accompanied by rising air currents.

In the distance, amidst towering buildings, a man in ancient attire, holding an umbrella, tilted his head slightly and said, "If the east wind hadn't favored Zhou Yu, you old bastard, this isn't Wudang Mountain. There's no golden palace for you to refine your skills. You want to summon celestial phenomena? I... I disagree!"

Wow!

A piercing wind howled, and a cold, fierce gale suddenly appeared high in the sky, scattering the clouds and dispelling the gray light.

The nascent thunder dissipated in an instant, and the gray light collided with the blood energy, sending terrifying aftershocks sweeping in all directions.

The high-rise building swayed, doors and windows collapsed, and the floor cracked.

The crimson sword light and the piercing zither music transformed into sharp blades, scattering in all directions and leaving countless marks on the walls.

The golden light transformed into the image of a Buddha, and the Bodhisattva, in the form of a ghost, delved into the Buddha's teachings, which was quite similar to the image of a Buddha.

The toad from the Dragon King River was still recovering from its injuries, and for a time it fought Gu Qingyi to a standstill.

"With this building collapsing, I wonder how many security guards will be killed?" Yunhe chuckled, his aim being psychological: "Your lightning magic is useless!"

"That's quite a scheme, but you know far too little about Daoist Master and Old Turtle!"

Zhang Qingguan's palm crackled with lightning, his Taoist robe billowing, radiating dazzling golden light: "Old bastard, summon the power of the Black Tortoise!"

Buzz

In the night sky, the Xuanwu wood carvings from various places burst into gray light and soared into the sky.

Countless small Xuanwus flew in, gathered in the air, and merged into a giant Xuanwu phantom.

Zhang Qingguan unleashed a torrent of lightning power, but instead of attacking Yun He, he slammed it against the surrounding walls, using it to prop up the crumbling building: "Stabilize this for me!"

Yunhe Palm absorbed the blood-red light, shattering the lightning with a single strike, directly targeting Zhang Qingguan's heart meridian.

"Do you think your Eighth Master is dead?"

The old turtle trembled, absorbing all the power of the returned Xuanwu wood carving. Gray light spread across the sky, enveloping the entire high-rise building.

Buzz

A terrifying pressure swept over him, and Yunhe's body froze, as if he had fallen into the deep sea, and he felt the terrifying pressure.

Before anyone could react, a repulsive force followed, pressing down and repelling each other, creating a terrifying pulling force.

The floor was torn apart by this force and turned into dust, while the monsters fighting around it fell down at the same time.

"If you came in your true form, perhaps Eighth Master would be somewhat wary, but a mere medium is not enough!"

When the old turtle opened its mouth, a gray light surged forth like a torrent, resembling crashing waves, carrying a destructive force.

"Be careful!"

The sculptor finally moved, standing in front of Yunhe. A blue light burst forth, transforming into an impenetrable wall of bronze and iron. Although it blocked the old turtle's power, it was knocked away.

Blood surged, the cracks healed rapidly, and the power of his blood source was quickly consumed at this moment.

Fortunately, the sculptor intervened, giving them a chance to catch their breath and quickly regain their footing to resist the strange force field.

"The support from Wudang Mountain has allowed you to grow to this level."

Yunhe's gaze was solemn, tinged with a hint of alarm.

If his true form were to come, he could suppress the old turtle, but he would only be a medium, which is a bit presumptuous.

But it's too late to get the main body here now.

"Thunder magic? It's just a way to conceal Eighth Master's power." The old turtle strode around with his turtle-like gait, and with each step, the pressure increased.

"I admit, I underestimated you somewhat." Blood mist surged around Yunhe. "But you're not enough to take us down!"

bang

The aura of blood surged to the heavens, its crimson light illuminating the entire high-rise building, transforming into a blood-red river that exuded an aura that corroded everything.

Zhang Qingguan's thunderous power was also corrupted, and the entire building was in imminent danger.

"Are you going to save the humans below, or fight me? Zhang Qingguan doesn't have the ability to control the situation!"

Yunhe's face showed madness, and his blood energy corroded the tall building, attempting to distract the old bastard with the tall building.