Chapter Eighty-Three: Condensing Strength to Form a Spiritual Embodiment

  "Wasn't your last hit a bit too much? Want to come again for two more?" Feng Nan took a slow step forward, saying with a hint of a smile.

  At this time, Feng Nan Yi had changed into a new set of clothes. His long robe fluttered in the wind as he walked, still exuding an air of elegance and refinement. With each step, he seemed like an old cat toying with a mouse, every movement filled with intimidation.

  Yi Chu looked at Feng Nan Yi who was approaching step by step, and his expression changed as various thoughts flashed through his mind.

  Suddenly, Yi Chu's figure was like a flash of lightning, rushing towards Feng Nan. His shadow instantly split into four.

  "A trivial skill!" Feng Nan sneered, and a talisman appeared in his hand. He lightly raised the talisman, and a green light shot out, heading straight for the four Yichu surrounding him. The green light flashed by, and the four Yichu instantly merged into one, standing motionless not far from Feng Nan.

  "I've said it before, you Jianghu people are all useless trash! No matter how well your moves are practiced, my one immobilizing talisman can make you unable to move!" Feng Nan Yi looked at the motionless Ye Chu, just like a cat that had caught a mouse, full of complacency.

  "Just now, wasn't it a great hit? Don't you want to repeat it several times? Master Dao, my clothes are torn, isn't it very comfortable?" Feng Nan slowly walked up to Yi Chu's side and gently patted his body with her hand.

  "Don't worry, I won't let you die easily. I'll make you live a few more days, no, it should be a few more months. I want to play with you thoroughly, I'll play you until you can't bear to live or die!" Feng Nan was extremely pleased as he stared at Yi Chu, his hand even more brazenly reaching out to touch Yi Chu's face!

  "Puff puff puff", a flash of golden light, instantly burst out from Yi Chu's body, these golden lights, in the empty space flashed, and instantly entered into Feng Nan Yi's body! Twenty-four golden needles, twenty-four golden lights, simultaneously entered into Feng Nan Yi's body!

  Feng Nan Yi's hand had not even touched Ye Chu's face when the twenty-four golden needles had already pierced his body and entered his bloodstream. These golden needles, forged from soul energy, possessed a dark and sinister power that directly attacked Feng Nan Yi's soul.

  "You, weren't you immobilized by my Sealing Symbol?" Feng Nan asked unwillingly while circulating his internal energy to resist the golden needles that were constantly flowing towards his heart meridian.

  "Feng Nan, you're right, I am indeed trapped by you. However, the only thing you've managed to trap is my body, but not my heart!" Yi Chu's voice was not loud, yet every sentence sent shivers down Feng Nan's spine.

  "Bear with it for a while, Feng Nan Yi, after the power of this seal wears off, I'll make sure to repay you properly. You asked if I've had enough of beating you? Let me tell you, I haven't had enough, really not enough. And your Taoist robe, it's stirring up my destructive desires again. This time, I'll tear your robe into shreds and hang you in the streets for everyone to see, let them all take a look at what the Taohua Gate's Feng Nan Yi looks like when he's stripped bare!"

  "You dare! I'm telling you, if you dare to do this, then the Tai Huan Men will not let you off, and going against the entire Tai Huan Men, the consequences are unimaginable! Yi Chu, Yi Da brothers, put away your golden needles, I'll lift your restraint talismans, I guarantee that from now on, we won't interfere with each other. What do you say?"

  Feng Nan's eyes were filled with anticipation as he stared at Yi Chu, how much he yearned for Yi Chu to respond at this moment. As long as Yi Chu withdrew the golden needle, he would use his fastest technique to beat this person who had made him suffer several times into dust.

  "Alright, but you have to untie my amulet first." Yi Chu said calmly after a moment of contemplation.

  "No, Brother Yi, my entire body's cultivation is about to disappear completely, and I don't have the ability to remove your protective charm. Just take back that golden needle, and I guarantee you'll be free immediately. I can swear to our ancestor, everything I said is true." Feng Nan saw that Yi Chu was about to fall for it, so he hastily guaranteed loudly.

  "Hmm..." Yi Chu hesitated, under the urgent gaze of Feng Nanyi, and hummed for a long time before slowly saying: "Feng Nanyi Daozhang, I've already started collecting the golden needles. Can you feel it?"

  Do you feel it? You don't feel a thing! These twenty-four golden needles are still desperately drilling into my heart, where is there any sign of them being withdrawn?!

  At this time, Feng Nan Yi really wanted to scold the shameless guy, but his concerns in his heart didn't dare let him speak rashly. Looking at the faint smile on Yi Chu, Feng Nan Yi said after a moment of contemplation: "Brother Yi, I can tell you that the Restrictive Seal won't automatically open up without seven days and seven nights. If you can hold out for seven days and seven nights, then go ahead and suffer."

  Having heard this sentence with obvious threats, Yi Chu was not moved at all. When operating his own power, he had already felt a slight relaxation of Yi Chu, how could he let the tiger return to the mountain: "Ah, that would be miserable. However, don't worry, Feng Nan Yidao brother, you have accompanied me anyway. Although you used up your strength to resist my golden needle, I believe that within 24 hours, when your true strength is exhausted, it will send you back first. Feng Nan Yidao brother, you can rest assured and return to the west. When I really can't hold on, I will definitely tell you about my starving process and how your corpse was eaten by vultures in detail."

  Feng Nan didn't say a word, and at this moment, he also realized that his previous words of advice were in vain.

  Yi Chu didn't notice Feng Nan at all, he was wholeheartedly attacking the power that bound his body and made him unable to move. However, no matter how he circulated his internal energy, the binding force was always present, restricting his movements.

  Ding Shen Technique, a Daoist method. As he pondered the idea, Yi Chu simultaneously circulated the Cong Xue Jue within his body. At this moment, all he was fighting for was time; as long as he could emerge from the restraints one step ahead of Feng Nan, he would win. But if Feng Nan managed to suppress that golden needle, it would be his own demise.

  The majestic true energy of coagulated blood, continuously circulated on Yichu's body. One cycle, two cycles... In this circulation, Yichu forgot time, forgot constraints, forgot everything. A red mist burst out from Yichu's body, transforming into a crimson aura that resembled a mirror.

  The red glow grew redder, smaller and more condensed. As the red glow condensed, Yi Chu's face also slowly turned into a crimson color.

  "Hehehe", the surging red mist, instantly transformed into strands of fine silk, merging into every inch of Yichu's skin, as if in Yichu's body, a mysterious symbol was printed.

  Condense the power, merge the spirit, and it will be accomplished!

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