Chapter 174: Fate Versus Fate

Di Youzhi and Mao Dabin shouted together: "Chase!"

"We cannot let the criminal escape!"

The Captains followed behind them, all chasing after the black donkey.

Xu Yuan shouted loudly: "Everyone, stop!"

The entire Purification Bureau was stunned; they instinctively halted their steps and turned to look at Lord Xu.

Xu Yuan's face wore a solemn expression; the more people who chased, the more likely it was to create an opportunity for the opponent's "Fortune."

Xu Yuan drew out the great spear.

Facing such an opponent, the heavy Yin-Yang Guillotine was actually unsuitable.

The black donkey possessed no ability to control Yin spirits.

Xu Yuan had already figured it out: besides Fate Cultivation, the black donkey also practiced Spell Cultivation.

That skin mask was not a Fate Technique; it was most likely the result of him combining his own Fate with Spell Cultivation abilities.

But Xu Yuan still could not discern what "Spell" the opponent cultivated.

"Do not get too close to me."

Xu Yuan gave the order, then grabbed the great spear and chased forward.

He wondered if the "Bai Wu Jin Ji" Fate could suppress the opponent's "Chicken and Dog Sacrifice to Heaven" Fortune?

At present, "Bai Wu Jin Ji" mainly targeted evil spirits.

But facing other Fates... Xu Yuan had never encountered a Fate Cultivator before and was unclear what the result would be.

However, a large group chasing chaotically would inevitably allow the opponent to borrow Fortune to create chaos and escape.

The black donkey had already reached the base of that large tree; after landing, it sprinted toward the distance.

Yet it suddenly tripped over something.

The beast-tendon rope stretched for dozens of zhang, entangling one of its hooves.

The black donkey searched among Lao Si's craft items.

Sure enough, he found a pair of scissors.

This was Fortune!

When I need it, it is exactly there.

The black donkey grinned, and Lao Si's face on its body twitched along with it; nearby, several children were playing, and seeing his appearance, they were terrified into crying and fleeing.

The black donkey used its tongue to curl the scissors and cut at the beast-tendon rope.

Crack!

But the beast-tendon rope did not break.

"Hmm?" The black donkey was somewhat surprised, so he cut several more times in succession.

The beast-tendon rope remained completely intact.

"This shouldn't be..."

The black donkey examined it carefully: "This pair of scissors... originally was used to cut souls; I took the wrong item. There must be another countermeasure."

The black donkey continued searching among Lao Si's craft items; soon he smiled again, having found a fierce-fire tube.

It was the one Lao Si had used to spray fire at Shi Bading earlier.

As he aimed at the rope binding him and prepared to ignite it, Xu Yuan had already chased close, saying: "Are you sure you can burn through my rope?"

"If it cannot be burned through, this fire will follow the rope and burn your legs."

The black donkey looked at Xu Yuan contemptuously: "Youngster, trying to disturb my mind with words; you are still too young."

The black donkey pulled the rope without hesitation.

A stream of viscous flame fell onto the beast-tendon rope.

When Lao Si used it just now, Xu Yuan had roughly figured out that this thing was not complicated.

Inside the cylinder was some substance similar to fire oil.

Of course, it was far superior to fire oil.

Falling onto the beast-tendon rope, it indeed flowed along the rope in both directions.

The black donkey was startled, kicking his legs violently, yet he could not break free from the beast-tendon rope no matter what.

The flame quickly burned to his legs!

Xu Yuan approached quickly and thrust the spear forward.

Just after speaking those words, the black donkey still ignited the fierce-fire tube, and Xu Yuan's "Eight Directions Injury Sha" stirred slightly.

Xu Yuan then knew this would be the result.

At the same time, Xu Yuan's heart became greatly settled.

The opponent's "Fortune" did not work; instead, he made a mistake due to "Eight Directions Injury Sha."

Undoubtedly, "Bai Wu Jin Ji" suppressed the opponent's "Chicken and Dog Sacrifice to Heaven"!

Not only are there no taboos against evil spirits, but the effect on Fates is also without taboos!

"Bai Wu Jin Ji" is undoubtedly one of the highest tiers among Fates.

Whether it has such an effect against Fates of the same tier is currently unknown.

But "Chicken and Dog Sacrifice to Heaven" is clearly not the highest tier.

The black donkey's entire hindquarters were ignited.

He let out a wail, suddenly rolled on the ground; the black donkey skin fell off, and a naked man crawled out from inside.

He appeared to be around fifty years old, with pale skin, narrow eyes, an eagle-beak nose, and the corners of his mouth seemed perpetually pulled downward.

He stood up and stared fiercely at Xu Yuan: "What is the origin of your 'Bai Wu Jin Ji' Fate? 'Eight Directions Injury Sha' does not have this ability!"

His fortune was the superposition of two destinies.

By rights, it should have firmly suppressed the "Eight Directions Injury Calamity."

Xu Yuan, of course, would not answer him; he stepped forward quickly, flicked the great spear in his hand, and thrust it at the man's face again.

"Do you really think I fear you?" He felt around by his thigh; the skin there writhed, and a human face suddenly appeared!

He peeled it off with his hand, and that human face came loose, clamping onto his own face!

The patch on his thigh was now skinless, a bloody mess.

"Don't you understand? Between Destiny Cultivators, unless there is a life-and-death grudge or pressure from powerful family clans behind them, they will never fight to the death."

"It benefits no one!"

After that skin mask clamped onto his face, his body swelled rapidly; the owner of the skin was a Wu Xiu.

He grabbed the great spear Xu Yuan thrust at him.

Xu Yuan could no longer wield the spear.

The ability of the "Thousand Faces of the Mortal World" destiny was indeed heaven-defying.

But Xu Yuan had never expected to defeat the opponent with just this spear.

Xu Yuan pressed a certain spot on the great spear.

With a "pop," a small umbrella-like mechanism popped out from inside the spear.

Each "rib" of the umbrella was a sharp blade.

It spun rapidly along the spear shaft, slashing toward the man's hand.

The man immediately let go.

Although he now possessed the strength of a Seventh-Rank Wu Xiu, his body was still not comparable to true "Copper Skin and Iron Bones."

As soon as he let go, Xu Yuan twisted the great spear again.

The spearhead shot out with a "bang," heading straight for his face!

He tilted his head, narrowly avoiding it.

The spearhead left a deep wound on his cheek.

Even the ear on that side was sliced in half!

Moreover, a chain trailed behind the spearhead, 顺势 wrapping around his neck.

"Hah!" He let out a loud shout, flexed his neck muscles, and suddenly thickened by a third.

Xu Yuan, pulling on the great spear, found he could barely restrain him!

But the Sword Pill came right after!

Bound by the chain, his movements were hindered; he could only raise his hand to grab the Sword Pill.

Sss—

His palm was pierced; the Sword Pill then headed for his eyes.

"Aaaah—" He roared, grabbed the chain with his other hand, and pulled with all his might; the chain snapped with a "clatter."

He dropped to the ground headfirst, narrowly dodging the Sword Pill.

Then, in that posture, he scrambled on hands and feet across the ground, charging at Xu Yuan like a vicious wolf.

With the strength of a Seventh-Rank Wu Xiu, his lunge was astonishingly fast.

But suddenly, a "cage" appeared before his eyes.

Its mouth was open, waiting for him to rush inside!

He cursed angrily; of course, he dared not walk into a trap. So he flipped over and darted to the side, brushing past the carriage.

As a result, a rope with a slipknot was waiting right beside him, ready for him to step into!

(End of this chapter)