"Haha..."
Guan Hongyu burst into laughter, his eyes wide as he stared at Wan Yunting. With a ferocious grin, he sneered, "I almost forgot, you're a doctor now, aren't you? Why don't you treat me?"
"Enough."
Wan Yunting shouted angrily, waving his hand at Guan Hongyu. He sighed and said, "Hongyu, for the sake of our friendship, let Yan Xi go. And surrender yourself, I'll plead with the police for leniency..."
"Haha..."
Guan Hongyu roared with laughter, pointing at Wan Yunting and finding it amusing. "Yunting, do you take me for a fool? I've killed so many people, do you think the police will go easy on me?"
Wan Yunting's brow furrowed, his gaze sharp and angry. "Do you really intend to use Yan Xi to save a dead person? Do you think she can be resurrected?"
"Of course."
Guan Hongyu's expression was wild as he spoke. "My Heavenly Eye Main God Sect has a soul-revival technique. As long as Yan Xi's soul is transferred to Zhuoma's body and nurtured with fresh blood, she can be resurrected!"
"That's heresy."
Wan Yunting glared at him, pointing an accusing finger. "Do you think a person revived through such means is still human?"
"Your method is merely creating a puppet with a soul, not a living person!" Xu Lingwei interjected at this point.
"Nonsense, as long as I perform the ritual to transfer Yan Xi's soul to Zhuoma's body, she will be revived," Guan Hongyu argued stubbornly, his face contorted with rage.
"Guan Hongyu, you are truly unwell, beyond reason." Wan Yunting pointed at him, his disappointment evident.
Although he didn't know what Guan Hongyu had experienced in the eight years he was missing that turned a good person into such a paranoid, deranged, and frenzied state.
Wan Yunting felt a pang of heartache. After all, during their university days, he and Guan Hongyu had been the best of friends. It was unfortunate that his parents' situation had caused him to become this way, and Wan Yunting felt it was not worth it.
After all, not everyone in the world goes through life smoothly and safely. Some people's experiences might be even more tragic than his.
Take Wan Yunting himself, for instance. He was abandoned by his biological parents as a child. If it weren't for his adoptive parents taking him in, he wouldn't be where he is today. Then he himself was framed and imprisoned, and his adoptive parents were brutally murdered.
Was Wan Yunting's life any better than Guan Hongyu's?
Should he also use hatred to take revenge on society, just like him?
"Hongyu, it's still not too late to turn back now."
Wan Yunting glared at Guan Hongyu, his heart filled with worry for Fang Yan Xi, unsure of her condition.
"Haha, turn back, truly words worthy of a Buddhist scripture."
Guan Hongyu's expression was wild, a cold smile on his lips. "Yunting, I, Guan Hongyu, have committed so many evils, there's no turning back. If I die, I'll surely go to the eighteenth level of hell, but Guan Hongyu will never regret it!"
"You..."
These words enraged Wan Yunting, causing his eyes to widen in disbelief and frustration.
"Stop wasting your breath with him, Senior Sister. Let's go, let's subdue him first."
Li Zihang, standing beside them, was growing impatient. He retrieved a long cloth bag from his back and drew out a long sword.
"Be careful..."
Xu Lingwei drew her sword, her sharp eyes fixed on Guan Hongyu. Knowing that he had refined Luosang Zhuoma into a puppet, she was sure he wouldn't be easy to deal with.
"Since you're all here, no one is leaving."
Guan Hongyu showed no fear. Instead, his face contorted in a frenzied, chilling smile. He gently shook the bell on his wrist, emitting a soul-shattering chime. Wan Yunting's expression changed instantly as he felt a terrifying evil energy emanating from the room behind Guan Hongyu...
Whoosh!
Immediately, a black figure flew out of the room and lunged towards Xu Lingwei and Li Zihang.
"It's a puppet evil..."
The senior and junior disciples' faces shifted slightly, but Xu Lingwei remained composed, showing no sign of panic. She met the incoming puppet evil with her sword. With a clang, her sword struck Luosang Zhuoma's neck, but it inflicted no damage.
"Ah..."
Li Zihang, standing nearby, also raised his sword and swung it with all his might at Luosang Zhuoma's head. The result was like hitting stone, numbing Li Zihang's hands. He exclaimed, "Damn, Senior Sister, this thing is too hard!"
"Heh heh..."
Guan Hongyu, who was controlling Luosang Zhuoma from the side, let out a cold laugh. "Now Zhuoma is invulnerable to blades and spears. With your abilities, you can't do anything to it!"
As the bell on Guan Hongyu's wrist chimed, Luosang Zhuoma's dull, lifeless eyes instantly opened. It shoved Xu Lingwei's sword aside and lunged forward, its long black fingernails, like small knives, slashing towards Xu Lingwei's neck.
"Senior Sister, be careful..."
Fortunately, Xu Lingwei was no pushover. She thrust her sword into Luosang Zhuoma's stiff body, using the momentum to flip backward and retreat...
"I'll kill you..."
Behind her, Li Zihang's eyes widened. He raised his sword with both hands and fiercely chopped at Luosang Zhuoma's head. The result was that he severed a lock of hair, but it didn't harm it at all. Instead, Luosang Zhuoma turned around and sent Li Zihang flying, landing him with a thud.
Seeing this, Xu Lingwei's eyes narrowed, and she charged forward with her sword...
However, Luosang Zhuoma, invulnerable to blades and spears, was like a puppet controlled by Guan Hongyu. It fought Xu Lingwei to a standstill, even pushing her back...
"Guan Hongyu, this is my final warning. Surrender yourself, or don't blame me for being impolite!" Wan Yunting stepped in front of Guan Hongyu, pointing at him and issuing a stern warning.
Guan Hongyu sneered. "Yunting, Yan Xi is inside. If you want to save her, you'll have to kill me first. Otherwise, you won't be taking her today!"
Wan Yunting pointed at him and nodded. "Alright, then don't blame me for taking action."
Guan Hongyu showed no fear and even chuckled lightly. "I'd like to see what skills you've learned in prison."
"Then watch closely."
Wan Yunting's eyes widened. He stopped talking and surged forward, unleashing a punch...
Guan Hongyu's eyes narrowed. He dared not underestimate Wan Yunting's abilities. He raised his right hand, transforming it into a palm to guard his chest, and blocked Wan Yunting's punch. The internal force from the punch immediately sent Guan Hongyu staggering back several steps, causing his expression to change. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Hua Jin!"
"Take another punch."
Wan Yunting roared, stomping his feet and clenching his fists again as he struck.
This time, Guan Hongyu dared not be careless. He met Wan Yunting's fierce fist wind, evading with a spin. They exchanged blows, fighting back and forth...
Bang...
Meanwhile, on the other side, Xu Lingwei and Li Zihang were locked in a fierce battle with the puppet Luosang Zhuoma.
However, Luosang Zhuoma was invulnerable to blades and spears. No matter how fiercely Xu Lingwei and Li Zihang's swords slashed, they couldn't inflict any damage. Instead, Li Zihang was repeatedly sent flying, crashing into wine jars in the corner, shattering many and releasing a rich aroma of wine...
However, in the room inside, Fang Yan Xi, lying on the floor, seemed disturbed by the commotion outside. Her delicate eyebrows twitched slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes, a pained expression on her face as she slowly sat up...