Chapter 118: The Versailles Ancestor! That Phrase Reappears!

Chapter 118: The Versailles Senior! That Phrase Reappears!

Through these descriptions, Lin Yi realized that this was merely a theoretical account; in actual application, the "Sutra of Decapitation" seemed to possess infinite variations.

According to one account, narrated in the voice of a middle-aged woman, she once encountered a terrifying bull-headed demon with three heads and six arms. The demon was as massive as a small mountain. When she first obtained the "Sutra of Decapitation," its internal space was only about ten cubic meters, yet it somehow managed to contain that entire bull-headed demon, allowing her to escape unscathed. Later, as her strength grew, the mysterious space within the "Sutra of Decapitation" expanded to accommodate tens of thousands of cubic meters of activity. However, when she later encountered an elephant demon of similar size, she discovered that the mysterious space could not contain it.

As this information flowed into his mind, Lin Yi, who had been busy venting his frustrations about Wang Tiandi, suddenly felt numb. A three-headed, six-armed bull demon as big as a mountain? That was terrifyingly surreal. And as for "as her strength grew"—was this senior pulling a "Versailles" on him? Senior, you really can’t do that to me. Tens of thousands of cubic meters of space? Lin Yi felt like crying. Just how powerful must that predecessor have been to expand the "Sutra of Decapitation" to such a degree?

Lin Yi calculated that, because his own strength hadn't seen any massive breakthroughs, the space he could actually move around in within the "Sutra of Decapitation" was less than one hundred square meters, and that was only if he counted the stone house he could enter. If he didn't, it was even smaller. Compared to that, tens of thousands of cubic meters was an unfathomable concept. He guessed that the senior must have been at least at the Divine Ability Realm, if not even stronger.

Shaking his head to clear it, Lin Yi tried to ignore the complex and overwhelming messages from these past holders and focused on the other summaries they had managed to transmit regarding the "bug purification" ability. Theoretically, the size of the space Lin Yi could move in determined the size of the demon or ghost he could pull into close contact for purification. As for the fragmented small boundary space, that was a special case because its hazy consciousness hadn't reached such a massive size when Lin Yi first encountered it. Furthermore, the "Sutra of Decapitation" absorbing something of that scale was an entirely different matter.

Then came the most ruthless theoretical point: even if the demon or ghost was too large to be completely dragged inside and purified, one could drag in a portion of its body to be purged. For example, if the Birdman Demon King were to manifest its true blood-demon form, exceeding the size of the space Lin Yi currently occupied, he could theoretically drag a portion of the Demon King’s body inside to be purified. This meant a random part of the Demon King's body would be torn away! That was the most brutal part—even if the Demon King didn't die, it would be severely wounded. With a large chunk of its body gone, how long could it possibly last? And Lin Yi could just hit it with another purification!

Most importantly, the predecessors mentioned the issue of long-range attacks. If a Demon King attacked Lin Yi with an overwhelming torrent of demonic energy, he couldn't transfer that much. For instance, at the boundary of the fragmented space, the ever-intensifying spacetime energy and ominous energy were too vast for him to transfer. When he helped White Guest and the others escape, the energy he converted each time was only about the size of a basketball. That was because energy, while a form of matter, existed in a different state compared to a physical body. Consciousness and souls were also different, as they belonged to the realm of spirit and essence.

They were distinct from a physical body. Because that energy was dispersed and lacked the tight cohesion of flesh and blood, it didn't count as a unified whole. Thus, the range of what could be dragged in was much smaller. Regardless of the situation, once the "Sutra of Decapitation" dragged a demon or ghost inside, it would be purified instantly, just like that Demon King who was purged in a heartbeat. Lin Yi never had the chance to "exploit the system" unless he was powerful enough and fast enough to strike before the "Sutra" finished the purification. He figured this was the "Sutra's" way of preventing its "bug" from being abused. If one could just exploit it, the "Sutra" would be nothing more than an invincible support tool.

In any case, there were pros and cons, though close-range invincibility was no laughing matter.

Outside, Wang Tiandi’s words drew glares from many. He was already a known rival to An Yingxiong and Master Mu, but now he had gone too far—it was as if he wanted to forge a blood feud. During meetings at the General Bureau, they had often argued to the point of physical confrontation. The origin of this hatred was a mission in the wilderness where An Yingxiong and Master Mu were about to finish off a fierce ghost, only for Wang Tiandi to swoop in and claim the final blow. When the leaders of the Bureau credited the victory to An Yingxiong and Master Mu, Wang Tiandi began his campaign of harassment. Even so, they hadn't expected him to be this vile, kicking them while they were down, especially with Lin Yi presumed dead.

"Wang Tiandi, you old rascal, what did you just say? I think you’re really asking for a beating!" An Yingxiong roared, his aura surging as he prepared to charge at Wang Tiandi. Master Mu felt the same, but he gritted his teeth and grabbed An Yingxiong.

"Let’s ignore him for now. We need to move these boulders blocking the Pigeon Cave. What if—what if Lin Yi, my precious disciple, is still alive? We have plenty of time to deal with Wang Tiandi later. Wang Tiandi, I tell you, we are now mortal enemies. Every time I see you from now on, I will beat you!"

Leaving behind these harsh words, Master Mu pulled An Yingxiong toward the Pigeon Cave, followed by White Guest and the others, who were equally furious. Through this, White Guest and his companions realized more than ever how important strength was. No matter how angry they were, they were still no match for Wang Tiandi. Before leaving, they spat toward him in disgust.

Wang Tiandi was startled; he hadn't expected his spiteful remarks to trigger such a reaction. But he couldn't lose face in front of the surrounding crowd. Seeing An Yingxiong ready to strike, he backed down, not daring to pursue. With a dark expression, he looked over at the sprawled form of Tang Jie and the others, his frustration mounting. Then he looked at Zhang Fang, who now resembled a corpse covered in dense, mottled spots. He realized he had to get rid of Zhang Fang; otherwise, he would be the primary evidence against him, and as the regional leader, the responsibility would fall squarely on his shoulders.

Just as he was about to act, he spotted Li Qinqin. He instantly forgot about Zhang Fang. He remembered the video where she had been scared off by a roar, causing him to lose face in front of An Yingxiong. His face darkened as he barked, "Li Qinqin, you’ve embarrassed me enough today. Get over here!"

Zhang Xu, the only remaining member of the Paranormal Investigation Bureau on-site, was timid, but hearing Wang Tiandi's demand, he flared with anger. "Wang Tiandi, don't think you can bully me just because I'm weaker. Brother Lin Yi and Tang Jie already agreed that whoever lost would forfeit control of the Pigeon Cave. It was Brother Lin Yi who discovered that Zhang Fang was a corpse demon! Li Qinqin cannot go with you; she is our witness!"

"Oh?" Wang Tiandi narrowed his eyes, his anger escalating. He strode toward them, the ground trembling under his footsteps as his Grandmaster-level aura erupted. "Heh... do you think a little A-rank like you can stop me? You're useless here. If you don't back down, I'll kill you. Do you dare speak to a Grandmaster like that?"

The surging aura battered Zhang Xu’s body. Already exhausted, Zhang Xu felt like he was about to collapse, but a glint of determination remained in his eyes as he gritted his teeth and held his ground. An Yingxiong and Master Mu saw this, but they were too focused on the Pigeon Cave to intervene. They trusted that Wang Tiandi wouldn't dare actually commit murder; the repercussions would be too great. If they could just move the debris, there was a glimmer of hope that Lin Yi might have survived the explosion.

Li Qinqin’s eyes brightened when she looked at Wang Tiandi. She didn't care about his anger; she just wanted to leave. She smiled and said, "Director Wang, I'm coming, I'm coming..."

She hadn't taken more than a few steps when a series of thunderous explosions erupted from the Pigeon Cave, the sound of rocks flying everywhere. As she reached Wang Tiandi's side, she heard a loud, clear voice ring out:

"Did I, Lin Yi, say you could leave? Get back here right now!"