Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 1517: In a Bind

Chapter 1517: In a Bind

Restricted by the Immortal Binding Formation, Feng Yin and Song Ruoxi were trapped in the house. The two old men saw this as a good opportunity, and they used all kinds of Daoist magic and tactics.

There were some little tricks that were useless to Feng Yin, but they were useful to the half-human, half-ghost Song Ruoxi. Even the slightest exorcism made Song Ruoxi very uncomfortable.

For example, Martial Uncle Ge mixed glutinous rice and child urine and threw it towards Song Ruoxi. When it splashed her skin, her skin started to smoke and decay as if it had been sprayed with acid.

“Ah...” Song Ruoxi covered her festering skin and let out a scream. Feng Yin was fighting with Ning Shu and the old man and had to deal with their various attacks, so he couldn’t fully focus on her.

The moment he heard Song Ruoxi’s voice, he immediately got distracted. Still, he blocked the attack for Song Ruoxi. When the glutinous rice and child urine came in contact with Feng Yin’s soul, a thick black smoke emanated from his body. The leaking Yin and baleful energy couldn’t be stopped anymore.

Holding the peachwood sword, Ning Shu took the old man’s finger and bit through it. She then smeared the old man’s blood on the sword.

Afterward, with an incantation, the peachwood sword flew towards Feng Yin. It pa.s.sed through Feng Yin’s spiritual body and caused it to instantly dim.

As Ning Shu’s hands formed hand seals, the peachwood sword spun in the air and lunged at Feng Yin again. This time, he pulled Song Ruoxi to avoid it, but the sword still grazed her face. Despite leaving a bloodstain, no blood flowed out.

Song Ruoxi covered her face, her facial color getting more and more white. She tightly grasped Feng Yin’s clothes while feeling somewhat overwhelmed. Obviously, the current situation was quite tricky, and even she was aware of it.

Song Ruoxi’s sole reliance in this world was the all-powerful Feng Yin, but now, he was also stuck here with her. Being chased by three Daoist priests made Song Ruoxi’s heart panic.

She had no choice but to be right next to Feng Yin.

However, Feng Yin was in a terrible situation right now. He was getting attacked in turns and also had to protect Song Ruoxi at the same time. It made him restrained in every way.

He would rather be injured himself than see Song Ruoxi get a scratch. His stubbornness resulted in his spiritual body growing weaker and weaker, while the soul pearl inside his body kept absorbing his power.

The weaker Feng Yin was, the faster the soul pearl would absorb.

Ning Shu’s expression turned solemn; she had probed Feng Yin enough. Besides, the Immortal Binding Formation couldn’t be maintained for long. If things dragged on and Feng Yin ran away, her mission might fail.

Ning Shu took out her compa.s.s and infused her spiritual energy into it. The compa.s.s erupted with intense dazzling golden light, and out came two roaring golden dragons.

Feng Yin’s face was so dark that one could squeeze out inky water. His pupils trembled as he watched the two golden dragons whistle towards him.

The living room was only so big, and he didn’t even know where to run. It was all a mess; a lot of things had broken during the fight.

Feng Yin pushed Song Ruoxi away, planning to fight hard against these two golden dragons. A thick Yin and baleful energy poured out of Feng Yin’s body. He wanted to corrupt these two golden dragons. However, the golden dragons rushed towards him regardless of everything.

Amidst powerful sound waves, the golden dragons crashed into Feng Yin’s spiritual body.

“Feng Yin!” Song Ruoxi shouted miserably, “Feng Yin...”

Ning Shu noticed that Feng Yin’s spiritual body was already very transparent after such a hit from the golden dragons. Song Ruoxi wanted to hold him, but her hand went right through his body.

Feng Yin’s body was no longer as solid as before and was weak beyond repair.

Song Ruoxi cried out Feng Yin’s name with tears and hissed. She wanted to hug him, but all she got was empty air.

Song Ruoxi’s eyes had turned crimson red. She felt such intense unease that it distorted her face.

Feng Yin’s soul was getting fainter and fainter as the soul pearl in his body crazily absorbed his power. His facial features were also starting to blur.

MTL Editor: Meraki

TLC: Kaho