The Conspiracy Emerged as the Fog Dispersed

Li Yan's thoughts raced like lightning, while the incantation on his lips boiled forth.

The moment Marshal Wen's clone appeared, it displayed astonishing might. It condensed into form from the void and appeared directly behind the Hundred Ghost Infant Fiend, lightning crisscrossing as crimson flames roiled.

The Infant Fiend had been refined by Zhu Suanpan through evil arts, formed by devouring hundreds of Yin Souls and fused with Evil Omen Qi. It was as troublesome as could be, but it was still an evil creature and feared thunder and fire.

"Ah—!"

Sensing the might of Marshal Wen's thunder and fire, the Infant Fiend let out a shrill scream and vanished instantly.

When it reappeared, it was already a hundred meters away.

But Marshal Wen's clone appeared almost at the same time.

Black fog and white shadows, thunder and fire divine silhouettes, flashed in different places so quickly that the eye could not follow.

In the end, the Hundred Ghost Infant Fiend still was not fast enough and was seized directly by Marshal Wen's clone.

Wrapped in thunder and fire, it crackled and hissed as evil fog steamed upward.

The Infant Fiend shuddered violently and struggled madly, trying to tear through the thunderfire barrier and counterattack, but it could not escape.

Yet Li Yan's expression remained solemn as he formed hand seals with both hands to stabilize the spell.

As Xu Zhenshan had said, killing the Hundred Ghost Infant Fiend was not difficult. The difficulty lay in the fact that it had fused with Evil Omen Qi, making it undying and indestructible. Once it exploded, it would scatter everywhere and infect half of Yangzhou City.

The sight of a troop of soldiers infected by Evil Omen Qi in Shu was still vivid before his eyes.

When that happened, who knew how