Rebirth of the Urban Demon Lord

Chapter 56 Soul Locking and Body Possession

Chapter Fifty-Six: Soul Locking and Body Possession

Despite her fear, Dongfang Ke'er straightened her back and said with her head held high, "Grandma, you're right. I am a woman of the Dongfang family, and I will never back down. Even if you kill me, you won't get any useful information out of me!"

She possesses the same heroic spirit as a lady from a prominent family. Although her cultivation level is still weak, her spirit is definitely not lacking.

"Good, good!" Fu Yayue admired Dongfang Ke'er, but the truth was that the Dongfang family and the Fu family were enemies. With Zhuo Yang added to the mix, the Fu family and these two families were basically locked in a life-or-death struggle.

Therefore, she was determined to kill Dongfang Ke'er.

"Little girl, since you're someone important, I won't torture your soul. Die!"

The kind face uttered sinister words, and immediately the four evil spirits surrounding her began to move, drifting towards Dongfang Ke'er...

When evil spirits approach, death is certain!

Dongfang Ke'er's heart pounded with nervousness, and she silently prayed, "Master, Ke'er really wants you to tell me you like me!"

Her eyes revealed unwillingness. She took a deep breath, and seven-colored mist appeared in both palms at the same time, with a beautiful radiance that showed her determination.

The next moment, the four evil spirits suddenly accelerated, leaving four afterimages as they pounced on Dongfang Ke'er.

"Ah!" Dongfang Ke'er shouted, striking out with both palms. The seven-colored mist transformed into a wave of energy that exploded outwards in all directions.

The four evil spirits were actually blocked by the shockwave, but each of them was much stronger than Dongfang Ke'er, who had just established her foundation. The shockwave did not cause them any real damage.

The jet-black claws extended, easily piercing through the seven-colored air waves, and reached towards Dongfang Ke'er.

"Hmph!" Fu Yayue shook her head dismissively, "What a pity for such a talented girl!"

Seeing that Dongfang Ke'er was about to be grabbed by the evil spirit's claws, she sneered.

Suddenly, her eyes widened instantly.

A beam of white light descended from the sky and instantly entered the battle. The seven-colored aura emanating from Dongfang Ke'er burst forth, accompanied by streaks of lightning as thick as bowls.

The evil spirits, ensnared by the lightning, immediately let out desperate, piercing screams. Unable to break free, they were reduced to ashes by the lightning and fire in mere seconds.

"Pfft..." Fu Yayue spat out a mouthful of blood, looked up and stared at Dongfang Ke'er with eyes full of hatred.

"Huh?" Dongfang Ke'er opened her eyes and saw that the evil spirits had disappeared. She scratched her head in surprise. "I...I'm that powerful?"

"Of course, you'll be even more amazing!"

Zhuo Yang's voice came from above.

Dongfang Ke'er quickly looked up and saw Zhuo Yang in mid-air. He was shirtless, his muscular body like a sculpture, and he was only wearing white pajama bottoms, so his appearance was not good. But with the ancient dragon-patterned longsword in his hand, his aura changed instantly, as if a god had descended to earth.

"Master!" Dongfang Ke'er called out shyly, her big eyes filled with admiration.

If the occasion weren't inappropriate, she could have pounced on him and pulled him off his horse for a hug.

"Who are you?" Fu Yayue endured the pain from the churning blood in her chest and glared fiercely at Zhuo Yang.

The four evil spirits were created by her with her own blood and sweat. They were very powerful and extremely easy to use. Many of the Fu family's enemies were killed by these evil spirits, and no one could find out the reason later.

The Fu family rose to prominence rapidly in just over twenty years, largely thanks to these four evil spirits.

Two years ago, when Dongfang Jiye took over the Penglai Pavilion project from the Fu family, Fu Yayue made a move, using an evil spirit to assassinate Dongfang Jiye. Later, the evil spirit inexplicably dared not enter the Dongfang family manor, and the Dongfang family was spared.

"I'm the one you're looking for," Zhuo Yang snorted, landing in front of Dongfang Ke'er. "Go hide!"

Dongfang Ke'er nodded and ran off quickly, but after running far away, she looked back reluctantly.

"Boy, you're Zhuo Yang?" Fu Yayue narrowed her eyes, and a thick black aura emerged from her neck, then quickly surged up to her face, making her youthful face look sinister and terrifying.

Zhuo Yang felt a strong chill in an instant, which made him furrow his brows.

The sense of danger was no less than that I felt today when I encountered Yuan Chen, a late-stage Golden Core cultivator!

After activating his Demon Eyes and observing carefully, Zhuo Yang was even more surprised to find that the old woman's true essence fluctuations were only at the early stage of the Heartbeat Realm, similar to his own.

"What the hell? Is she hiding her cultivation level too?" Zhuo Yang cursed inwardly.

"Hehehe..." Fu Yayue let out a few sinister laughs like a night owl. "Boy, you're the one I've been looking for. The Dongfang family was just a side issue. Now that the main culprit has appeared, I'll kill you first, then strip you of your soul and torture you to find out how to make the Cold Spirit Pill!"

"Another guy who wants something for nothing, humph!" Zhuo Yang sneered.

"Boy, prepare to die!" Fu Yayue suddenly spread her arms, her black robes fluttering and rustling even without wind.

"Wait!" Zhuo Yang suddenly shouted.

"If you want to beg for mercy, then kneel down!" Fu Yayue's smile grew even more ferocious, her face, shrouded in black mist, now resembling that of a demon.

"Haha!" Zhuo Yang laughed twice, his long sword swung, and a dragon's roar filled the entire backyard. "This lord does not slay nameless ghosts with his sword, state your name!"

"You deserve to die!" Fu Yayue was enraged by the overwhelming aura and roared, "I am Fu Yayue of the Fu family!"

"The Fu family!" Zhuo Yang took a deep breath. "It seems I'll have to unleash another killing spree!"

Fu Yayue, unable to contain her anger any longer, suddenly let out a sharp scream, and the black aura on her face instantly surged, revealing her true appearance.

It was a face like chicken skin, all the features aged to the point of looking like a rotting corpse, making it unbearable to look at. The once snow-white hair had turned as black as satin, and its length reached the ground.

If a beautiful woman had such long hair, it would be a delight to behold, but for a rotting corpse to have such hair would only inspire extreme terror.

As the gust of wind subsided, Fu Yayue straightened up, surprisingly finding herself to be slender and graceful. Her eyes opened, bloodshot and bright red…

Zhuo Yang narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Soul-locking and body-entering technique, what a vicious one!"

With his knowledge, he could naturally see that Fu Yayue's technique was a vicious one that locked vengeful spirits into one's own body. The vengeful spirits could not escape, nor could they be reincarnated. The increasingly powerful resentment would boost the cultivation of the body's owner.

It can be said that the body's owner's cultivation method utilizes the resentment of vengeful spirits to strengthen themselves. And when it comes to battle, they release the vengeful spirits and use their incredibly powerful resentment to kill!

This technique is completely different from the exorcism method of Qingxuan Temple, but it is just as evil. Moreover, the method of locking the soul into the body is more extreme, taking the resentment of the evil ghost to the extreme.

"To share the fate of ghosts, to cultivate both soul and body, to harbor the utmost resentment, is intolerable to heaven and earth!" Zhuo Yang said indifferently, his long sword trembling. "Such an evil technique, heaven and earth cannot tolerate you. Today, I, the sovereign, will act on behalf of heaven!"