"One... just one."
The Door-Breaking Wraith stared fixedly at Wu Xian and slowly shuffled forward.
Wu Xian dropped the Yajiao Spear. Even though the Door-Breaking Wraith was already so weak, he still didn't want to get close to that thing. One mistake, and he'd become Brother Xian-jam.
He curled his finger, and a wisp of scorching flame hovered before his hand. The moment the great wraith raised its palm, Wu Xian flicked his finger.
Boom!
A blazing red fireball struck the great wraith's face in an instant, burning its already unrecognizable features into an even more ghastly mess.
The Door-Breaking Wraith stood with flames atop its head.
It threw back its head and roared, gathering Evil Qi. Somehow, it forced itself to endure the attack and charged at Wu Xian and the others with a furious howl. Its vitality was so terrifying it was almost unbelievable.
Shi Ji grabbed Wu Xian's hand, his face full of gratitude, and exchanged contact information with him.
But even Wu Xian hadn't expected the flames from two Golden Crow Feathers, combined with the True Fire Incantation, to produce such an absurdly powerful result.
The Door-Breaking Wraith was finally dead!
The power of that strike left Shi Ji and the other two gaping. If Wu Xian had used this move earlier, would they have needed to exhaust every last trump card and be scared half to death?
Wu Xian's mouth twitched.
The little bird's wings were bare, with only one flight feather on each side—one long, one short. It looked a little comical.
Wang Zhiwu stood in front of the Yajiao Spear.
The body was extremely strange. Its form resembled a baby's, but its head looked like an adult's. Wu Xian recalled a photo he'd seen before and realized that the face belonged to Wang Zhiwu!
"Hey, fancy seeing you again!"
"Chirp!"
This was the great wraith's dying struggle.
Wen Chao was the first to step through the doorway.
And he wouldn't have used his Ultimate Move from the start, because it had only killed the Door-Breaking Wraith when it was on the verge of death. Who knew whether it could withstand the attack at full strength?
Shi Ji took out a Remote Control and pressed a button.
Shi Ji smiled without saying a word.
If the True Fire Incantation before had been a trickling stream, this one was a raging river!
After their initial shock,
the remaining flames turned into the firebird's feathers and scattered in every direction, gradually vanishing into the air.
Su Huijin turned sideways, showing Wu Xian only half her face as she gave him a gentle smile.
A sinister smile appeared on his face. He knew these humans had used up every last trick. As long as he didn't let them reach the spear, he was invincible.
"Go on."
"No. I want to stay with my sister a little longer."
Hiss, hiss, hiss...
Firearms alone were useless against evil spirits.
The little bird flapped its wings adorably and hopped onto the Door-Breaking Wraith.
But that afternoon, Wen Chao had helped Shi Ji make a Time Bomb. To repay him, Shi Ji had applied powerful filth to his bullets, allowing Wen Chao to kill Wang Zhiwu.
This was the door out of the Blessed Land. Once they walked through it, they could leave the Blessed Land and return to the safe, warm real world.
Wu Xian curled his finger one last time. The golden feathers on his body gradually faded in color. The power of the two Golden Crow Feathers—one precious, one ordinary—poured into this single strike.
Bang!
Another loud explosion and cloud of white smoke. Wang Zhiwu's head burst like a tomato. After twitching a few times on the ground, it lay completely still.
A huge hole appeared in Wang Zhiwu's chest. He stared down at it in a daze, unable to understand what had happened.
"When we get back to the real world, you have to contact me. I want to show my gratitude properly and cook you a real feast, so you can see what I can do."
But from the Door-Breaking Wraith's remains, a new evil spirit formed once more.
The little bird's power far surpassed every attack before it. Its scorching heat alone made Wu Xian's hair smell singed.
Whoosh!
A dazzling flash erupted. Everyone in the room felt as if they'd suddenly stepped into a high-temperature sauna.
There was no reason to stay in this Blessed Land any longer.
But the conditions in the Blessed Land were too crude, and he wasn't confident he could get it right on the first try. Fortunately, nothing had gone wrong this time.
But at that very moment,
the evil spirit was based on Wang Zhiwu's will and was only a low-level Wandering Wraith. Even so, without talismans or Magic Treasures, a Wandering Wraith was still deadly!
Wu Xian looked back.
Wen Chao approached, carrying a strange device. He stepped on Wang Zhiwu's torso and pointed the device at his head.
The damage caused by this one Skin Bag actually surpassed a single blast from Wu Xian's True Fire Incantation!
Su Huijin and Shi Ji were overjoyed.
An invisible current of air surged through the room. Bright flames gathered before Wu Xian's finger. The power of the Golden Crow Feather changed the shape of the True Fire Incantation, forming a three-legged firebird.
After doing this, Shi Ji felt completely at ease and limped out of the Blessed Land.
Wu Xian gathered his things, picked up the bag he'd packed earlier, and walked to the entrance of the Blessed Land. Before leaving, he asked Su Huijin:
Click!
Whoosh, whoosh...
"I..."
"Everything comes down to this one strike!"
"You think you've won?"
The great wraith's hips and legs wobbled before collapsing onto the ground.
Crash!
A strange noise came from behind them.
Safe—what a luxurious word.
"Aren't you leaving?"
The Door-Breaking Wraith was still struggling, but the light directly erased its upper body. Even the wall behind it and the ceiling above were pierced by the flames, leaving a crescent moon framed in the hole.
A Skin Bag slammed into the great wraith's face. The liquid inside soaked its whole body but didn't put out the flames. The great wraith froze, steam pouring from its body as it clawed at itself in agony.
He had the Innate Filth Saint Body. His Boy's Urine mixed with Black Dog Blood was nothing like what an ordinary boy could produce.
But even if Wu Xian had known,
he had only done what he'd always wanted to do.
Bang!
A deafening crash made Wu Xian and the others jump.
Smiles appeared on everyone's faces.
"Brother Xian!"
Wang Zhiwu was dead.
Another strange change occurred.
The great wraith's remaining half-body suddenly twisted, and a tiny figure crawled out from inside it.
Behind them stood an ordinary wooden door, already open. Beyond it lay warm sunlight and an endless wilderness.
Otherwise, the exit from the Blessed Land wouldn't have appeared.
Making a gun was no trouble at all for Wen Chao.
The greatest threat they'd faced in this Blessed Land was gone. Whether the Blessed Land ended early or not, they were safe now.
But even this kind of struggle was beyond what an ordinary person could withstand.
Shi Ji clutched his severed arm, looking rather proud.
Boom!
Another loud crash came from deeper in the Blessed Land. Wu Xian's mouth twitched. "What the hell was that noise now?"
Wu Xian and the others had indeed won.
He still had far too much to do, and he didn't want to see his wife's remains writhing on the ground again.
The moment Wu Xian thought about his cooking, he decided he absolutely wouldn't contact him.
The thing in Wen Chao's hand was unmistakably a homemade double-barreled pistol, cobbled together with tape, a Steel Pipe, wooden boards, and an electric igniter!
He'd guessed Wen Chao was going to do this, but he hadn't expected him to actually pull it off.
"All right. Suit yourself."
Wu Xian also walked through the doorway, though his movements looked somewhat hurried.
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