Chapter Nine: Visitors from the Demon-Slaying Bureau

After being struck in the shoulder by a sword, Liu Suiyi regained control of her flying sword, relentlessly attacking the middle-aged Daoist.

In an instant, the courtyard was filled with intersecting sword qi, suffused with a deadly aura, the silver-white flying sword moving with incredible speed.

Facing this dire situation, the middle-aged Daoist unleashed all his skills, surrounding himself with a layer of black protective light.

Strings of white bone beads danced through the air, attempting to intercept the sword light.

In addition, the Daoist’s whisk transformed into a black whip, swirling with sinister energy. As he lashed it out, sharp sounds of air being sliced echoed, the whip hurtling toward the sword-wielding young woman.

At the very moment the black whip was about to strike the stunning girl, golden light burst forth from Liu Suiyi’s body. A golden talisman hovered above her head, its light flowing, forming a protective shield around her like a golden bell.

The black whip struck the shield, producing a deep, resonant tone like an ancient monk striking a bell, but it did not harm the girl in the slightest.

Seeing this, the middle-aged Daoist involuntarily exclaimed, “Golden Bell Talisman?”

The flying sword kept battering the black barrier before him, now wavering on the verge of collapse. On the other side, Gu Xian and the water ghost he had summoned were besieging the ghostly creatures the Daoist had raised, but it seemed they could not hold out much longer.

His gaze flickered between Gu Xian and Liu Suiyi, finally sighing softly.

Facing such monstrous opponents, even someone of his caliber felt despair creeping in, with no chance of victory.

The Daoist’s expression grew increasingly ferocious. He had already made up his mind.

At the instant the silver-white flying sword pierced through the black barrier, the Daoist roared, “If it comes to this, we’ll die together!”

With that, his previously weakened aura from injury began to surge uncontrollably, climbing ever higher without end.

On the other side of the courtyard, Gu Xian’s eyes flashed with shock as he shouted urgently to his senior sister.

“Sister, he’s about to self-destruct! Get out of the way!”

Before his words finished, the Daoist’s aura reached its peak. Accompanied by a thunderous roar, his entire body exploded violently. The overwhelming energy surged like a tidal wave, sweeping across the entire courtyard instantaneously.

Gu Xian stepped back more than ten paces, pressing his back tightly against the courtyard wall. Both ghostly creatures were blasted flying in opposite directions.

Meanwhile, despite the Golden Bell Talisman’s protection, Liu Suiyi was thrown forcefully against the nearby wall at the moment of the Daoist’s self-detonation, leaving spiderweb-like cracks in the stone.

When the chaos subsided, Gu Xian hurried over and helped the girl up. “Senior sister, are you alright?”

Liu Suiyi stood and shook her head. “I’m fine.”

Almost simultaneously, their gazes shifted toward the two ghostly beasts.

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