Chapter 349

"This is the true wisdom of combat," Tang Luo murmured, and a massive amount of chains erupted from the opened pages.

What is the wisdom of combat? Naturally, it is using one's own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses.

Tang Luo's strength lies in his own power.

Occasionally using other methods to finish off an opponent is also a very happy thing.

Just like back in the day, fighting and fighting, then suddenly shouting, "Staff, come!"

The Golden-Hooped Rod in hand, one strike smashing the opponent's head — this move is called "A Blow to the Head, a Shout to the Heart."

The difficulty of executing it is quite high; mainly it requires Sun Wukong himself — this monkey — to cooperate.

Cooperation successful, impossible to guard against!

You thought Tang Luo was a brute? No, he is actually a wise man.

The erupting Soul-Hooking Chains locked around the hundreds of resentful spirits surrounding them, and amid their futile, shrill screams and struggles, dragged every last one into the Book of Life and Death.

However, Tang Luo looked at the Book of Life and Death and sensed a current of deathly Yin Qi spreading out, enveloping his palm.

The originally very well-behaved Book of Life and Death seemed to have become bloated after eating its fill several times?

Without a second word, Tang Luo grabbed both sides of the Book of Life and Death with his hands and slowly pulled them apart.

The Book of Life and Death — Sub-Volume: impervious to blades and spears, immune to water and fire, incomparably sturdy, impossible to damage.

A seemingly small booklet, yet its pages are endless; one can keep turning until the end of time.

It is said that a Sub-Volume in perfect condition can release ten thousand Soul-Hooking Chains.

In a few breaths, it can hook away a million souls.

The Sub-Volume is actually part of the Main Volume of the Book of Life and Death, an extremely powerful magic treasure — it's just that the usage conditions are rather harsh.

The Book of Life and Death is a public instrument of the Underworld; its status is similar to the God-Enscrollment List of the Heavenly Court.

But for such a high-end, imposing, top-grade magic treasure, when people bring it up, it's not because of how formidable it is.

Rather, it's because the Book of Life and Death was altered by a monkey.

Doing something to the Book of Life and Death counts as a tradition passed down from master to disciple for Tang Luo — even if this inheritance is a bit inverted.

Back then, Sun Wukong scribbled on the Book of Life and Death, drawing circles — not to curse, but to make the monkeys of Flower-Fruit Mountain immortal.

Hmm, from a certain perspective, it can also be considered a curse.

Know Deadpool? He was cursed by the Purple Sweet Potato Spirit and became immortal.

As the master, one certainly can't lose to the disciple; Sun Wukong scribbled on the Main Volume, so Tang Luo tearing a bit of the Sub-Volume isn't excessive, right?

Perfectly reasonable.

The Book of Life and Death in his hand began to tremble wildly, trying its best to restrain the deathly Yin Qi.

As a Sub-Volume, it is impossible for it to give birth to any artifact spirit; it only has some instinctual reactions.

After being "awakened" by contact with the remnant souls of the Black and White Impermanence, a non-owner touching it and it instinctively "attacking" once is a perfectly reasonable thing.

Strength increasing and instinctively probing a bit is also very normal.

No need to go so far as to tear the book on the spot!

Feeling the Book of Life and Death's trembling, Tang Luo let go, then tore a blank page from the Book of Life and Death: "I don't want to forcibly refine you; no matter what, I still need to ask Black and White Impermanence what happened. But I also don't want to raise an ungrateful wolf that can't be tamed, understand?"

He crumpled the torn page into a ball; when he opened his hand, only a ball of ash fell.

The Soul-Hooking Chains that had originally already retracted spread out once more, wildly extending in all directions, looking like they meant to envelop the entire Lake City main city.

On the other side, Ao Yulie and the other two stood on a rather high rooftop.

In Ao Yulie's words, standing high lets you see far.

Anyway, the temperature is very low both on the rooftop and on the ground.

Yu Kongyuan hugged Xiaotian Quan tightly, feeling this cat was like a little heater, radiating warmth.

Dispelling the surrounding chill.

If not for this cat, Yu Kongyuan would be frozen stiff by now.

Fei Yuan Shisan kept moving his body, continuously doing two-finger handstands on the rooftop to combat the severe cold.

Ao Yulie watched the Soul-Hooking Chains gradually spreading over, his clothes and hair fluttering in the cold wind, looking very cool.

"Resentful spirits in the snow, and these chains too?" Yu Kongyuan looked at the Soul-Hooking Chains, her face full of worry.

"This has nothing to do with the Resentful Spirit Snow," Ao Yulie grabbed casually, catching a "lost" resentful spirit and crushing it to death on the spot.

Ordinary people cannot touch resentful spirits; he can catch them.

"This is Master's magic (toy) treasure (prop)," Ao Yulie explained, "As a Scripture-Fetcher, having some extremely powerful magic treasures is a very normal thing."

Even Tang Luo, back in the day, had the Merit Jade Lotus and the Brocade Kasaya — these two.

As for the Nine-Bestowal Zen Staff, that really was just an ordinary Zen staff.

Otherwise Tang Luo wouldn't have casually picked up his disciples' weapons and gone straight to fighting.

"I only know how to save people," Yu Kongyuan said with her head lowered.

She should be the weakest Scripture-Fetcher in history, right?

"Being able to save people is enough," Ao Yulie said; Master could save people because of the Merit Jade Lotus, that was a magic treasure bestowed by Bodhisattva Guanyin.

"The numbers aren't decreasing at all."

Looking around, Ao Yulie frowned.

The Soul-Hooking Chains were constantly locking onto resentful spirits and pulling them back into the Book of Life and Death Sub-Volume, yet the number of resentful spirits hadn't decreased much.

Resentful spirits kept appearing out of thin air, letting out shrill screams.

Ao Yulie compared the strength of both sides, and a trace of chill rose in his heart.

He discovered that if he were in this situation, not fleeing, choosing to fight these endless resentful spirits.

He'd probably fall into danger within a day or so.

One might even be worn to death right here — if one doesn't run.

"This world is a bit dangerous." Ao Yulie mused inwardly; the Ghost Drivers encountered so far weren't strong, but they probably couldn't represent this world's true power.

Recalling the information Third Senior Brother left behind, his originally casual attitude and rather contemptuous mindset gradually retracted.

From now on, he must hug Master's thigh properly.

If he fails, he'll truly have to properly experience Master's fist of love.

What, exert himself desperately?

Him exerting himself desperately is impossible — impossible in this lifetime; he can only be a good mount, hug Master's thigh properly, and that's how he'll survive.

They say Pigsy disbands daily, but Little White Dragon is even more of a slacker.

Pigsy at least has some subjective initiative, just applied in the wrong places.

Raising a hand, dense fog began emerging at Ao Yulie's side.

Fei Yuan Shisan immediately assumed a vigilant stance.

"Don't be tense. This fog can isolate our auras, keeping those vengeful spirits from finding us." Ao Yulie said, "Master is dealing with vengeful spirits and may not have time to mind us."

Ao Yulie's guess was correct; Tang Luo indeed wasn't paying attention to their side.

After hooking the souls of over a thousand vengeful spirits all around, the Book of Life and Death trembled lightly, conveying a message.

Indicating it could not continue hooking souls for a short time; among these vengeful spirits was a special power affecting the Book of Life and Death.

If it forced the hooking regardless, it might cause bad consequences.

The Book of Life and Death needs time to eliminate the influence brought by the vengeful spirits' power.

Tang Luo put away the Book of Life and Death; without the Soul-Hooking Chains, vengeful spirits around him instantly increased.

Even pressing together with no gaps left, forming a wave of vengeful spirits.

Tang Luo deliberately released the aura of a living being; to these vengeful spirits, it was like light in darkness, possessing immense attraction.

Including vengeful spirits appearing elsewhere, they likewise closed in on this side, streaming endlessly, like moths to a flame.

Glazed Flames rotated at Tang Luo's side; every vengeful spirit that approached died on contact — unlike those corpses, when vengeful spirits vanish, only a wisp of black smoke remains, not even ashes left behind.

But compared to the surrounding vengeful spirits, it still had a drop-in-the-bucket feel.

Vengeful spirits began slipping through the gaps in the rotating Glazed Flames, rushing onto Tang Luo; shrill cries rang out.

Like a bone-piercing cold wind sweeping past.

Tang Luo expressionless, hand drawing in the void; soon, a blood-colored talisman was outlined by him — Blood Talisman: Flight Talisman.

Slapping the Flight Talisman on himself, Tang Luo's body soared into the air.

Those vengeful spirits followed upward; their speed wasn't very fast, barely hanging behind Tang Luo.

With the Flight Talisman's boost, Tang Luo flew across Lake City's main city area, attracting vengeful spirits from other places to join the pursuit.

Along the way, finding survivors, he'd seize them with the Glazed Nirvana Great Hand Seal and directly toss them out of the Vengeful Spirit Snow's range.

A few minutes later, the entire Vengeful Spirit Snow range had only Tang Luo, Ao Yulie and the others left.

The dense fog around Ao Yulie's group kept vengeful spirits from sensing their existence; plus Tang Luo acting as MT, it could be said to be quite safe.

The fog thinned a bit, letting Fei Yuan Shisan and Yu Kongyuan see the outside scene clearly.

In the sky was the Scripture-Fetcher Tang Xuanzang; behind him, the sky beneath his feet — almost every inch — was occupied by vengeful spirits.

Those vengeful spirits chased him, like moths pouncing on flames.

"This... will there be danger?" Fei Yuan Shisan couldn't help asking.

Even though Tang Luo bore the "unfathomable" label in his heart, the scene before him still far exceeded his expectations, leaving Fei Yuan Shisan shaken.

"No." Ao Yulie shook his head.

His judgment just now had been wrong; he originally thought that facing these vengeful spirits head-on, he could last at least a day.

But from the current situation, he probably couldn't last that long.

If he truly fell into this wave of vengeful spirits, wanting to break out again would likely cost a heavy price.

"Worthy of Master; even aggroing monsters can be earth-shaking." Ao Yulie praised sincerely.

"Aggroing monsters?" Fei Yuan Shisan froze, then quickly understood Ao Yulie's meaning. "Master deliberately attracted these vengeful spirits to chase him?"

"Mm, to wipe them out in one fell swoop." Ao Yulie said, guessing the Book of Life and Death might have eaten too much at once.

"Those vengeful spirits!" Yu Kongyuan looked at the vengeful spirits and said.

All the vengeful spirits began converging together, slowly forming a giant palm.

Standing between heaven and earth.

In the palm's center, a twisted, eerie face emerged, opening its mouth and letting out a shrill scream.

Golden light suddenly erupted from Yu Kongyuan and Fei Yuan Shisan, enveloping the two.

Ao Yulie's body swayed; fresh blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Midair, Tang Luo's body paused; the giant hand formed of all vengeful spirits sped up, abruptly grabbing at him.

Five fingers spread, as if to clutch the entire sky and crush it in its grip!

Tang Luo turned, looking at the palm formed of countless vengeful spirits; from his angle, he couldn't see its full scope — only endless vengeful spirits replacing the earth beneath his feet.

Extending a finger, Tang Luo "lightly" pointed downward.

The firmament was replaced by pale golden light; an incomparably huge, semi-transparent golden finger, covered in dancing flames.

Seemingly slow, in reality it landed on the vengeful spirit giant palm in an instant.

Visible ripples spread outward.

The sweeping gale nearly knocked Ao Yulie off his feet.

"Long time no see..." he narrowed his eyes, murmuring, "Reincarnation Transcendence Finger, uh, does it count as an enhanced version now?"