Chapter 222 - The Only Variable
“Ah!”
Su Zimo howled at the skies with widened eyes. His black hair swayed without any wind as his blood qi burst forth.
Bang! Boom! Boom!
Su Zimo’s bloodline rumbled, causing thunder to roar and demonic to swirl around him. As his large tendons and bones trembled, his strength had already reached its limit!
Even so, Yu Fei, who was standing opposite Su Zimo, maintained his composure. He gripped Su Zimo’s wrists tightly without budging a single inch at all!
This was a complete suppression in terms of strength and cultivation realm!
There was no technique to speak of.
Su Zimo was originally trapped in that mental illusion, surrounded by complete darkness.
All of a sudden!
An external force barged in, paving a path through that darkness.
The next moment, Su Zimo caught sight of a little beast.
It was like a little dog, looking at him with its head tilted as it blinked its pitch black and sparkling eyes.
“Night Spirit…”
Su Zimo muttered softly.
When he met with little beast’s gaze, Su Zimo was shocked and suddenly broke free from the mental illusion!
Night Spirit’s gaze seemed to possess a mysterious power that could purge away the evil from Su Zimo’s body!
Even though he managed to break out of the mental illusion, Su Zimo was sweating profusely and almost out of strength.
“Hurry and escape!”
Su Zimo’s lips trembled as he said with a hoarse voice.
Although Night Spirit had a mysterious background and managed to help him break free from the mental illusion, it was still too young.
It had been less than a month since it was born!
What could a month-old baby do?
Notwithstanding a human baby, even a month-old pure-blooded ferocious beast would have delicate skin and tender bones, pitifully weak at best.
Of course, even though Night Spirit was young, it was extremely intelligent and had already gained sentience.
Su Zimo knew that Night Spirit could understand his words and could read the situation as well.
His fate was already decided.
Now that he was in the hands of a Golden Core spirit demon, there was no way he could escape.
However, it was different for Night Spirit.
It looked like a weak puppy through and through.
Be it the blood-robed youth or Yu Fei, none of them would bother about it, giving it a great chance to escape alive!
Upon hearing Su Zimo’s words, Night Spirit’s expression was calm and it did not move.
It remained hidden in Su Zimo’s embrace without exposing itself, merely listening with its head tilted as though it was trying to pay attention to what was going on outside.
“Ugh!”
Almost at the same moment as when Su Zimo broke out of the mental illusion, a muffled groan came from the other side.
The blood-robed youth covered his head with both hands. He was in extreme pain as his deep green eyes were bloodshot while his facial features were contorted, looking extremely frightening.
If Blood Slave Art was interrupted by any normal external force, the impact on the caster wouldn’t be that great.
But this time, the blood-robed youth’s Blood Slave Art was reflected by a mysterious force!
The failure of the technique along with the backlash from the force struck the blood-robed youth like a thunderbolt. His head felt like it was splitting as he nearly fainted.
“Oh?”
Yu Fei frowned. He was still gripping Su Zimo’s arms tightly as he turned around to the blood-robed youth and asked in concern, “What’s wrong, young master?”
At that moment, Su Zimo’s chest moved!
A black shadow darted out, running on Su Zimo’s arm onto Yu Fei’s arm within a couple of steps.
Like a ghost, the black shadow was extremely fast and appeared at Yu Fei’s chest in the blink of an eye.
Pausing for a brief moment, the black shadow suddenly raised its paw.
Five extremely sharp claws poked out, flashing with a cold glint, swiping at Yu Fei’s throat with a bloodied smell of death!