Chapter 237: The Confrontation of Fate and Luck

"What should I do?" Meng Yifan's expression was grave; his brain raced at high speed, pondering a method to break the situation.

Lang Jiao was a Fourth Grade Beast who had unleashed her Earth Domain. Within twenty meters of her as the center, everything belonged to her range of control. Fighting her within her domain was clearly a very disadvantageous affair.

Meng Yifan wanted to escape the range of the Earth Domain, but his current speed was as slow as a snail crawling, while Lang Jiao's speed could easily soar to five hundred meters per second. The gap between their speeds was too great; Meng Yifan had no way to escape at all.

Meng Yifan wanted to cast Yin-Yang techniques, but he discovered that within this twenty-meter space, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi of the Yin and Yang elements had all been repelled by Lang Jiao's Earth-element Spirit Power.

It was as if the surrounding area had an invisible, intangible transparent cover, and the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi from the outside could not enter at all.

When an Immortal Cultivator casts a technique, the basic principle is to use their own Spirit Power as a guide to mobilize the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi to unleash powerful might.

Now that there was no Yin-Yang Spirit Qi around, even if Meng Yifan forcibly cast a technique using his own Spirit Power, the might would be limited and would be unable to break Lang Jiao's Earth Domain.

"Swish!" Lang Jiao's body flickered, rushing over again at supersonic speed. Her Wolf Claw reached out, aiming straight for Meng Yifan's chest, wanting to disembowel him as well.

Meng Yifan's movement speed was suppressed in every aspect, but his Spiritual Power was not restricted. With a thought, a Gustav Rocket Launcher appeared in his hand.

"Whoosh!" The Gustav Rocket flew out, colliding with Lang Jiao's Wolf Claw.

"A bit interesting." Lang Jiao did not dodge. A layer of earthy-yellow luster shimmered on her Wolf Claw, and the entire claw instantly transformed into a behemoth over two meters tall.

Lang Jiao manipulated the massive Wolf Claw to grip the Gustav Rocket, just like grabbing a small toy emitting a tail flame.

"Boom!" The rocket exploded violently, fire scattering in all directions. A large amount of shrapnel, pushed by the gunpowder, tried to spread outward.

However, streaks of earthy-yellow light shimmered on Lang Jiao's Wolf Claw, wrapping around the rocket like a large ball.

The shrapnel sank into the earthy-yellow light, as if sinking into tough earthy-yellow amber, and stopped moving forward after advancing only a little bit.

Lang Jiao smiled dismissively. With a squeeze of her Wolf Claw, the already-exploded Gustav was actually compressed by the earthy-yellow light, collapsing inward. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a solid steel ball the size of a fist.

"Not enough power. Got any more? Fire a few more shots?" Lang Jiao toyed with the solid steel ball and said with a playful laugh. The power of the rocket explosion just now was barely passable for hitting a Third Grade Beast, but for a Fourth Grade Beast like her, it could only be considered a firecracker with a loud sound.

Meng Yifan knew that a Fourth Grade Beast had great strength, but he did not expect Lang Jiao to be able to compress an already-exploded rocket back into a lump of iron. This made Meng Yifan's expression change drastically, and he realized that weapons like the Gustav Rocket were almost useless against a Fourth-Grade Powerhouse.

"Your Space Ring has quite a large space. To be able to hold such a large rocket, it really is a good treasure."

Lang Jiao also had a Space Ring, but the space inside was not large; the length, width, and height were all only fifty centimeters. Even in the Demon Race's internal market, it could only sell for thirty Low-grade Spirit Stones.

A Space Ring like Meng Yifan's, with a length, width, and height of ten meters, was already a rare treasure that was hard to come by. It could sell for at least one thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones, and it was a case of having a price but no market.

Lang Jiao discovered that the internal space of Meng Yifan's Space Ring was very large, which made her overjoyed. As long as she obtained this Space Ring, she could exchange it for a large amount of cultivation resources within the Demon Race, and her strength could advance by leaps and bounds, reaching the next level.

"How about this: you voluntarily remove the soul-bond and hand the Space Ring to me. Later, I will act quickly and give you a swift end. Otherwise, I will let you taste the eighteen types of torture invented by you humans."

"Hee hee, you humans really have clever brains to be able to come up with such distinctive tortures. Every single one is very interesting. I have personally used a few of them, and they are quite useful."

"No matter how tough a man is, after one type of torture, he becomes as soft as a noodle, begging me to kill him. That feeling, hee hee, truly makes one unable to live and unable to die," Lang Jiao threatened.

This Space Ring was of great significance to Meng Yifan. Only with it could Meng Yifan carry a large amount of supplies when traveling between the two worlds. Of course, it was impossible to hand it over to Lang Jiao.

"Dream on!" Meng Yifan refused.

"Hmph! If you won't drink the fine wine, you'll be forced to drink the forfeit." Lang Jiao sneered, then waved her Wolf Claw. The surrounding Earth Domain contracted inward, becoming increasingly dense and solid, transforming from void to reality into a rock like diamond, wanting to compress Meng Yifan into a ball of flesh.

Meng Yifan felt powerful Earth Spiritual Power all around his body, pressing in on him.

"Creak! Creak!" Meng Yifan's bones began to emit brittle sounds of being unable to bear the weight. This let Meng Yifan know that with his body's strength, he could not block the compression of the Earth Domain at all.

Meng Yifan took out the Luolong County Great Seal and shouted loudly, "In the name of the Lord of Luolong County, I judge you to be deserving of death!"

Following Meng Yifan's shout, the Luolong County Great Seal emitted a brilliant white light. The forty thousand commoners in the city heard Meng Yifan's call and all shouted toward Lang Jiao's direction, "You deserve to die!"

Because Meng Yifan constantly did good deeds for the commoners, the commoners in Luolong County had basically all become his subjects.

Especially those newly arrived refugees; with the Demon Beasts surrounding the city, it was proposed that as long as two thousand people were handed over, many in the city wanted Meng Yifan to hand over the newly arrived refugees.

At that time, many refugees were already in despair, feeling that they would definitely end up as food for the Demon Beasts. The result, however, was unexpected: Meng Yifan did not hand over a single person, but instead chose to go to war with the powerful Monster Army. This made the newly arrived refugees feel deep gratitude toward Meng Yifan, and their loyalty soared continuously.

In this great battle, these newly arrived refugees participated enthusiastically, men and women, young and old, all fighting to resist the Monster Army's siege.

"You deserve to die!"

"You deserve to die!"

"You deserve to die!"

With one heart and one mind, over forty thousand people shouted at the same time. A white mist, invisible to the naked eye, floated out from above their heads and merged into the Luolong County Great Seal in Meng Yifan's hand, making the Luolong County Great Seal shine with boundless light, sacred and inviolable.

Meng Yifan pointed forward, and the boundless light on the Luolong County Great Seal broke through the Earth Domain and enveloped Lang Jiao. In her ears, it was as if she heard over forty thousand people accusing her of her crimes, all saying she deserved to die.

However, at this very moment, a Wolf Head Token on Lang Jiao's body suddenly emitted a humming sound. The Monster Army present seemed to have heard the command and all looked up to the sky and howled.

Strands of blood-colored mist floated out from above the heads of the Monster Army and flowed into Lang Jiao's Wolf Head Token. A dazzling blood-red light enveloped her body, clashing head-on with the white light emitted by Meng Yifan.