Chapter 124: All Trumps Played. Three Talismans.

Ox-Demon Powerful Fist, the Ox-Demon Rises to the Heavens!

A strange wind howled, and dark shadows billowed. When that black ox charged forward, its horns were revealed in all their terrifying, jagged glory. The shadow was indeed a massive Ox-Demon. With eyes burning scarlet, its target was Lin Yi. It had detached from Wang Tiandi and descended upon Lin Yi with blinding speed.

Just as the black ox’s head and horns were about to strike Lin Yi, the beast opened its massive maw. It was as if a series of deep, booming bellows echoed with intense ferocity. The black ox’s horns were sharp, and behind its head, clusters of black mist remained tethered to Wang Tiandi’s body.

A Grandmaster’s aura is manifest; by channeling their inner power and projecting energy outside the body, they can simulate attacks and launch them from a distance. Thus, Wang Tiandi’s Ox-Demon Fist was truly perilous.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh." The sound of the wind buffeted everything in the surroundings. However, a Grandmaster is not yet a master of the Divine Realm; they do not possess true supernatural powers. A Grandmaster is a Grandmaster—an Innate Grandmaster. For Wang Tiandi to achieve this level of projection was already quite remarkable. After all, strictly speaking, many Grandmasters cannot even employ this level of simulated attack. Lin Yi estimated this was Wang Tiandi’s limit. Only when Wang Tiandi became a true titan among Grandmasters would he likely have the chance to make this projected black ox manifest fully and break free from his body. Of course, this was merely Lin Yi’s speculation.

Behind Lin Yi, An Yingxiong and Master Mu, who had been cheerful moments ago, now turned deathly pale. An Yingxiong began to wield the sword he had kept sheathed until now.

"White Blood Sword!" An Yingxiong roared. "White Blood over the World! My Sword is Invincible!"

"Swish, swish, swish, swish!" As An Yingxiong swung his White Blood Sword, ripples of震荡 (vibrations) seemed to manifest in the air. One could tell a master by their first move; this single strike was already a notch above Wang Tiandi’s.

However, Lin Yi was left speechless. *The White Blood Sword?* "Old Man An, didn't you give me a Black Blood Sword earlier? When did you pull out a White Blood Sword? Are you sure you aren't trying to be funny?" And that battle cry, "My sword is invincible"? It sounded a bit strange—*My... sword... is... a...*—it was almost laughable.

Behind him, Master Mu’s aura began to shift. Lin Yi felt energy surging from Master Mu, moving even faster than An Yingxiong’s sword. This energy, carrying the essence of Master Mu, suddenly appeared before Lin Yi.

It formed a cage, instantly manifesting as a wall that not only blocked the black shadow from Wang Tiandi but also trapped the black ox in an instant. The beast seemed to possess its own consciousness, its muffled bellows growing clearer.

*Master Mu possesses spiritual telekinesis!* The energy blocking his path was spiritual energy. Lin Yi realized this in a flash. He turned slightly and saw a smile on Master Mu’s lips—a smile that radiated confidence. Only then did Lin Yi understand that Master Mu was a Spiritual Telekinetic, much like Dean Gu Leiming of Shengjing Academy. No wonder he was called "Master Mu."

"What... you... a Spiritual Telekinetic... Master Mu, you’re something else, revealing your trump card now..."

A layer of energy, distinct from inner power, presented itself before Lin Yi. It was a substance that made Lin Yi’s Yin Spirit—the primordial spirit within his Niwan Palace—instantly feel a profound, tangible texture. It blocked everything.

Spiritual Telekinetics are essentially a type of sorcerer, as they can employ various arts. To Lin Yi, the spiritual power of a telekinetic was driven by soul force. This soul force was purer and had a stronger texture than inner power because it was infused with a trace of spiritual essence.

However, there was no doubt that deploying such a vast amount of spiritual energy at once took a toll on Master Mu. When Lin Yi turned back, Master Mu’s face was deathly pale. Yet, through his laughter, Master Mu said, "You? You want to harm my beloved disciple? Do you even have the qualifications?"

"Yes, that’s right. Aside from being a Grandmaster, I am also a Spiritual Telekinetic. Otherwise, why do you think that old scoundrel An Yingxiong has never truly defeated me? Even though his physical body is stronger, his cultivation years are longer, and his inner power is greater than mine..." Master Mu laughed heartily.

Wang Tiandi’s shock was palpable. However, this could only hinder the black ox’s simulated attack for a moment; it could not stop it for long, as Wang Tiandi himself was charging forward. When the volume of your inner power exceeds that of the spiritual energy, you can naturally shatter the cage.

With a series of cracks and a final "boom," the transparent wall formed by Master Mu’s spiritual energy shattered right in front of Lin Yi!

"Pfft!" Master Mu spat out a mouthful of blood, shaking his head with a bitter smile. "It’s no use. My skills are still lacking. If my spiritual power were as strong as my physical prowess, it would be different. Alas, my talent is limited. But this is enough—now, wait for An Yingxiong’s attack."

As he spoke, blood continued to spill from the corner of Master Mu’s mouth, and his aura withered. At that very moment, from the other side, Liu He had arrived, leading the female zombie from the desolate village, which was charred and flickering with small embers. The zombie leaped with violent force, covering several meters in a single bound, and in the blink of an eye, it landed behind Master Mu.

Without a word, it extended two stiff, rigid arms. Its sharp nails seemed poised to pierce through Master Mu. Fortunately, while Master Mu’s aura had weakened, it had not vanished. The zombie’s fingers only managed to pierce the layer of energy protecting Master Mu. This was the terror of a Grandmaster: defense is constant as long as there is inner power. Thus, the zombie did not kill him instantly. Even so, the black mist on the zombie’s palms continuously scorched Master Mu’s energy barrier. With a continuous "hissing" sound, the clashing energies sparked explosions, and a foul stench began to fill the air.

Master Mu stumbled forward, his back now facing An Yingxiong as he locked eyes with the female zombie.

*Whoosh.*

Master Mu drew a weapon. Facing a zombie without a weapon is a massive disadvantage, even for a Grandmaster. As he swiped upward, just as the weapon was about to meet the zombie’s claws, Liu He let out a sinister chuckle. He didn't care about the zombie; he charged from the side, aiming a treacherous punch at An Yingxiong to disrupt him.

An Yingxiong was swinging his White Blood Sword, and a burst of white light erupted from it. Accompanied by the vibrations in the air, the light formed a thunderous force that pierced toward the shadow of the black ox. An Yingxiong seemed to be gliding through the air. But now, though he was near Lin Yi, Liu He’s side-attack threatened to land; if the punch connected, An Yingxiong would be injured!

Wang Tiandi laughed wildly, closing the distance to Lin Yi. "Let’s see who can save you this time! Heaven or earth, no one can rescue you. Take the power of my fist!"

Wang Tiandi’s fighting style was riddled with teenage angst. He seemed to have watched too many villains; he spoke in a way that made his next words predictable.

Lin Yi did not dodge. Master Mu had been injured for his sake; this old man, usually so cunning and sly, was incredibly endearing in critical moments, proving his character and his care for Lin Yi again and again. An Yingxiong was now beset on both sides, yet he showed no fear. Could Lin Yi let these two old men die here?

So, when Wang Tiandi finished his dramatic line, Lin Yi sighed. With a "boom," the energy of the *Great Cave True Scripture* surged within him.

"That fireball talisman from earlier was fun, wasn't it?" Lin Yi said to Wang Tiandi. "Actually, my master gave me three more. I hadn't used them because I wanted to save them for the end, but you’ve angered me now!"

"Old Man An is so lovable, and you dare to provoke him? Master Mu is already injured because of me—how can I not avenge him? You poor fools, you will never know my true trump card!"

With a flick of his consciousness, Lin Yi feigned pulling three talismans from his pocket. Had An Yingxiong and Master Mu not been watching, he wouldn't have needed these; he could have simply used the mysterious space of the *Slaying Scripture*—the village zombie and the Nightmare Demon were nothing compared to that!

As for Wang Tiandi’s punch, Lin Yi was confident he could withstand it with his physical body. Had the immense energy he gained in the small barrier space been for nothing? His physical body was now easily on par with an average Grandmaster.

"Hahaha... you talk too much! Just take my fist first..." Wang Tiandi was startled. That fireball talisman had indeed been powerful; the zombie was still smoldering. If Lin Yi truly had more talismans, he had to be careful!

Closing the distance, Wang Tiandi gave Lin Yi no chance to react. Lin Yi hadn't wanted to show off his formidable physique, but since Wang Tiandi was so eager... fine, he would let Wang Tiandi see it.

The *Great Cave True Scripture* surged within him, emitting a golden light and a searing heat that was clearly different from the energy produced by other trash techniques. An Yingxiong, in his anxiety, hadn't expected Lin Yi’s inner power to have such a unique quality.

An Yingxiong’s eyes widened in horror, his heart nearly bursting with fear. He had just shifted the White Blood Sword to block Liu He. If he hadn't, he would have been injured, and he feared Liu He would then continue to attack Lin Yi.

Now, it was too late. Wang Tiandi was about to land that punch on Lin Yi! The projected shadow of the black ox and Wang Tiandi’s real fist were both about to strike home!