Chapter 205: The Great Battle

"Young man, that's a mighty boast!"

Guiye let out a cold laugh, a flash of madness flashing in his eyes. He abruptly pulled a white paper figure from his bosom and tossed it into the air.

"Go!"

At Guiye's command, the paper figure grew with the wind, instantly turning into a two‑meter‑tall, ferocious‑faced monster.

Its limbs were stiff yet unusually agile, its eyes flashing a strange red light as it lunged straight at Jiangnan and Xia Yurou.

"What kind of ghostly thing is this?"

Xia Yurou was so frightened her complexion turned pale; she clutched Jiangnan's arm tightly, trembling all over.

Insect Carving Minor Technique.

Jiangnan snorted coldly, a hint of contempt flashing in his eyes. He raised his right hand, pressing his index and middle fingers together; a flash of golden light passed, and a Golden Needle appeared at his fingertip.

"Heavenly Gang Needle Method, break the evil!"

He let out a light shout, the Golden Needle in his hand turning into a beam of golden light that shot toward the paper figure.

The Golden Needle struck the paper figure's forehead precisely, and the figure instantly emitted a mournful wail as its body shook violently.

"Ah!"

At the same time, Guiye let out a howl, a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out, and his complexion turned deathly pale.

"You... you actually managed to break my Paper Figure Technique?"

Guiye clutched his chest, his eyes filled with shock and terror.

His Paper Figure Technique is a secret art he has cultivated for years, forged from living humans' essence blood and souls, its power is immense; even a martial arts master would find it hard to resist.

And Jiangnan, with just a single Golden Needle, shattered his paper‑figure technique—truly unbelievable!

"I told you, your little tricks are useless against me."

Jiangnan said lightly, his voice dripping with contempt,

"Now, tell me where the Feng Family is. Otherwise, you are certain to die!"

"You... don't get cocky!"

Guiye endured the excruciating pain, pulled a handful of black powder from his chest and scattered it toward Jiangnan and Xia Yurou.

"Be careful."

Xia Yurou gasped, trying to push Jiangnan away, but he pulled her into his arms in one swift motion.

Jiangnan, holding Xia Yurou, flashed his body and evaded the Corpse Toxin powder attack.

"Hmph, Insect Carving Minor Technique."

Jiangnan snorted coldly, a trace of icy light flashing in his eyes. He gently waved his hand,

and an invisible force instantly dispersed all the Corpse Toxin powder, then turned to assault Guiye.

"Ah!"

Guiye let out a howl, struck by the Corpse Toxin powder; his body instantly began to rot, emitting waves of foul stench.

"You... who exactly are you?"

Guiye's voice was full of fear; he realized that this time he had truly hit a wall.

"I told you, you have no right to know."

Jiangnan said lightly,

"Now, tell me where the Feng Family is?"

"I... I will say..."

Guiye's voice trembled; he knew that if he didn't speak now, he would truly die.

"Feng Family... the Feng Family is..."

At that moment, a clear, cold voice suddenly came from the other side of the Stone Room.

"Looking for the Feng Family, what for?"

Jiangnan and Xia Yurou turned toward the voice and saw, on the other side of the Stone Room, a Secret Door that had appeared at an unknown time,

the Secret Door opened slowly, and a stunning young lady in a qipao stepped out.

The young lady was tall and curvaceous, her long jet‑black hair coiled at the back of her head, revealing a slender neck and delicate collarbones.

Her skin was whiter than snow, features exquisite, a pair of vermilion phoenix eyes sparkling, yet carrying a hint of aloof coldness.

"Who are you?"

Jiangnan looked at the stunning young lady, his brows slightly furrowed, and asked.

"I am a member of the Feng Family, Feng Ying."

The stunning young lady's voice was cold, with a trace of emptiness.

"You may have some skill, but the Feng Family is not one you can provoke."

"Oh?"

A playful smile tugged at Jiangnan's mouth corner,

"I actually want to see what ability the Feng Family possesses that makes me unable to provoke them."

"Hmph, you know nothing of the world!"

The stunning young lady snorted coldly, a flash of anger in her eyes,

"Since you are determined to seek death, I will see you off!"

After speaking, the stunning young lady flashed, instantly appearing before Jiangnan, and slapped at him with an open palm.

"Watch out!"

Xia Yurou gasped, trying to push Jiangnan away, but he pulled her into his arms in one swift motion.

Jiangnan, holding Xia Yurou, flashed and evaded the stunning young lady's attack.

Interesting.

A hint of surprise flashed in Jiangnan's eyes; he hadn't expected Feng Ying to be a master as well.

Hmph, oblivious to the immensity of heaven and earth!

Feng Ying gave a cold snort, a flicker of anger flashing in her eyes,

Since you insist on seeking death, I'll grant your wish!

Having said that, Feng Ying flickered and instantly appeared before Jiangnan, slamming a palm toward him.

Careful!

Xia Yurou cried out, wanting to push Jiangnan away, but he grabbed her and pulled her into his arms.

Jiangnan held Xia Yurou, flickered, and dodged Feng Ying's attack.

Feng Ying's strike missed; she turned and attacked Jiangnan again.

Her speed was extremely fast, her movements elusive like a ghost, making her hard to grasp.

Jiangnan held Xia Yurou, constantly flickering to evade Feng Ying's attacks.

He noticed that Feng Ying's moves were fierce, yet she seemed not to be using her full strength, as if holding back.

Who exactly are you? Why are you helping the Feng family?

Jiangnan looked at Feng Ying and asked in a deep voice.

I am a member of the Feng family; naturally I help the Feng family.

Feng Ying's voice was icy, devoid of any emotion.

You are not a member of the Feng family.

Jiangnan shook his head,

You're just a puppet.

What did you say?

A flicker of struggle crossed Feng Ying's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

You are being controlled by someone.

Jiangnan said lightly,

Deep in your hair lies a Soul-Restraining Nail.

Soul-Restraining Nail?

Xia Yurou cried out,

What is that?

The Soul-Restraining Nail is an extremely yin and evil artifact that can nail a person's soul, turning them into a thoughtless puppet.

Jiangnan explained.

You… how do you know?

A flicker of shock crossed Feng Ying's eyes; she never expected Jiangnan to see through her secret.

I not only know you have a Soul-Restraining Nail, I also know the one controlling you is nearby.

A playful smile curled at the corner of Jiangnan's mouth.

You… who exactly are you?

A hint of fear tinged Feng Ying's voice as she realized the young man before her was no ordinary person.

Now, tell me, who is controlling you?

I… I don't know…

A flicker of struggle crossed Feng Ying's eyes, as if she wanted to say something but dared not.

A glint of cold light flashed in Jiangnan's eyes as he fiercely slapped a palm toward Feng Ying.

Don't!

Xia Yurou cried out, wanting to stop Jiangnan, but it was already too late.

Just then, a black shadow suddenly rushed out from the darkness, blocking in front of Feng Ying.

Bang!

With a loud boom, the black shadow was blown away by Jiangnan's palm, slammed into the wall, then heavily fell to the ground.

Guiye?

Xia Yurou cried out, she never expected Guiye to actually intervene to save Feng Ying.

You… why are you saving me?

Feng Ying looked at Guiye, her eyes full of doubt.

I…

Guiye opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but a mouthful of blood spurted out.

You are not his match, hurry and leave!

Guiye's voice was weak, carrying a hint of resolve.