The ink silk condenses into the shape of a drill bit, rapidly rotating and falling in the rock formation. The indestructible saw teeth crush all the rocks in the way into slag.
Li Ang was shrouded in a cone formed by ink silk, and the shimmering talisman in his hand emitted light, illuminating the Book of All Spirits in his hand.
Wanlingshu, who had been neglected for several months, seemed to realize that the time for the transaction had arrived.
In the open pages of the book, the ink slowly flows and changes like clouds.
"I want to know how to rescue He Fanshuang safely, and what price I have to pay for it."
Li Ang lowered his voice and said.
The Book of All Souls is by no means a benevolent person. Questions raised to it must be carefully considered and made precise, without giving the other party room for vague answers.
Therefore, Li Ang did not ask questions such as "How can we kill the paper groom?" or "Is He Fanshuang still alive?"
After hearing Li Ang's question, the ink in the Wanling Book flowed, and finally a line of text appeared——
【Three-year lifespan】
"Deal."
As soon as the words fell, Li Ang suddenly felt that something in his body had flowed into the Book of All Souls. His whole body and mind were exhausted, and he was as tired as if he had stayed up for three days and three nights without sleeping.
Wan Ling Shu was extremely satisfied with the three-year life span, and his handwriting changed again.
[Don’t take it off until dawn]
Can’t take off the knee covering?
Li Ang remembered this rule in his mind, closed the book, and used all his strength to activate the drill, chasing the scent of the ink fragments he had just placed on He Fanshuang.
Five hundred meters,
Two hundred meters,
One hundred meters,
Finally, with a roar, Mosi broke through the rock formation and fell into an underground river.
It is dark and lightless here, and the rock walls on both sides tilt toward the middle, forming a long and narrow tunnel with a triangular cross-section together with the river bed.
The water level in the underground river is not deep, only reaching around the calf.
The river water was freezing cold, and through the light emitted by the shimmering talisman, one could see many nearly transparent, finger-long small fish living in the water. On some rocks higher than the water surface, there were also more than a dozen pure white salamanders crawling on them. Living deep underground without seeing the light all year round, these creatures must have extremely poor vision and hearing. Even if Li Ang fell into the river and made a loud noise, he was not frightened away.
Li Ang stood firm, raised his clever crossbow, and fired a dozen arrows towards the rock wall in front of the tunnel.
The spider talisman at the front of the arrow sticks it to the surface of the rock wall.
The shimmering talisman at the end of the arrow emits light, forming a band of light that illuminates the dark river.
Three paper grooms are walking in the river.
Their skin, as well as the dark red uniforms they wore, turned pale white.
The limbs are stiff and straight, and the walking is no longer flexible. Instead, the body moves left and right, jumping and floating forward.
The three brides wearing knee caps, as if unaware, stepped on the cold water of the underground river, followed them, and walked towards the darkness.
Step!
Li Ang stepped heavily on the river bed and jumped up. The spider talisman attached to the soles of his feet firmly adhered to the Guanghua rock wall, allowing him to cling to the top of the tunnel like a ghost and sweep forward.
The three paper figures heard the noise and turned around belatedly.
Their facial features have turned into simple and monotonous lines, which are pasted on the paper faces, making them look particularly dull and stiff, more human than human.
Three pairs of lifeless eyes stared at the flying Li Ang.
The invisible and ignorant curse struck again, and Li Ang's movements were stagnant.
He could hear his skin, muscles, and even bones making crisp sounds as they were transforming into the material of the paper man.
Moss!
Li Ang turned the air sea, extending countless ink-colored threads from his spine, covering his whole body, quickly dispelling the power of the curse.
The same move will not work against the Saints for the second time...
Li Ang recited this line silently in his heart, took out the cane from his waist, and flicked it hard. With a soft "clang" sound, the cane suddenly extended and stretched, turning into a three-edged spear.
The soles of his feet stepped on the rock wall, and his body dived downwards.
The tip of the gun blade, reflecting the cold light, pierced directly into the face of a paper man.
Poof——
The face of the paper man was flattened by the huge impact, and the entire face was sunken, close to the back of the head, showing the sharp outline of the gun blade.
Deng Deng Deng.
The paper man stepped back several steps, causing splashes of water in the dark river. His arms, which looked clumsy and stiff, were suddenly raised, firmly clamping the barrel of the spear.
So what if I give it to you?
Li Ang let go of the gun, and with the inertia of his downward dive, he fell in front of the paper man. He opened his right hand, grabbed the top of the paper man's head, and threw it heavily into the river.
Bang!
Water splashed everywhere, and the paper man struggled desperately under the water, but cyan flames had erupted from the palm of Li Ang's right hand.
Karma Fire.
The fire of sin, which comes from hatred and pain, can explode violently even under water, burning the tough and thick body of the paper man, tearing apart the defense bit by bit.
In the blink of an eye, the paper becomes charred and withered,
As if knowing its imminent fate, the paper man gave up his struggle and hit Li Ang's chest with his right arm like a battering ram.
Bang!
Li Ang flew out directly, hitting the top of the tunnel with his back, knocking down countless rubble. With great reluctance, he regained his balance in the air, fell into the river, and stabilized his body.
Even with the protection of ink silk, two ribs were broken...
He silently stroked his aching chest. If another monk of the same realm had come over, the Paper Bridegroom's punch would probably have penetrated his chest directly.
It looks like a fragile and light paper man, but his attacks are actually more ruthless than those muscle sticks used for body training.
"Huh..."
Li Ang endured the pain, gently exhaled a breath, controlled the ink threads in his spine to extend, and reconnected the broken ribs.
"One to two."
He looked at the other two paper grooms who turned around, said coldly, opened his palms, released his telekinesis, and took back the three-edged gun inserted into the body of the burning paper man.
Six eyes facing each other, no words needed,
The two paper figures disappeared directly on the spot, and one on the left and one on the right flashed in front of Li Ang. The paper arms were wrapped in strong wind and blasted towards his head and chest.
So fast...
Li Ang leaned back, narrowly avoiding the wind of the fist. At the same time, he released his telekinesis, pulled himself to slide backwards, raised his arm, and pulled the trigger of the clever crossbow.
Xiu Xiu Xi——
The ingenious crossbow quickly shot out a series of talisman arrows. The paper man on the left did not retreat but moved forward. He raised his arms in front of him and faced all the arrows head-on.
Fire, explosion, freezing gas, electric current.
Pieces of talisman paper from the Listening to Rain Realm were struck on the paper figure. After the fire light dissipated, the paper figure still stood in place, but the surface of the paper became extremely charred.
The talismans in the Listening to Rain Realm are ineffective and must be burned at close range with karmic fire...
As soon as the thought came up, the paper figure on the right flashed again.
Li Ang drew his gun and raised it, and the gun blade crossed the water, causing ripples and stabbing into the armpit of the paper man with crystal water droplets.