Chapter 92: The Yellow Raincoat

Chapter 92: The Yellow Raincoat

Finally, Deng Yuxiang made her move!

Everyone present couldn't help but look towards the direction where the cyclone was wreaking havoc.

They were curious to see if the Immortal Sheep Follower, whom Deng Yuxiang had insisted on inviting, even crossing the entire town, was as legendary as rumored.

The Moon Gazers, far from mocking, were eagerly hoping for Lu Ran's success. Ever since the Shadow Opera Dan appeared and killed one of their own, the Moon Gazers had suffered heavy losses.

Every moment she existed was like a sharp sword hanging over everyone's heads, ready to take the life of anyone present.

"Huff!"

The storm tore through the asphalt road, stirring up rocks and mud, forming a filthy cyclone.

"Ah! Ahhhh!"

A piercing scream rang out, startling everyone and jolting their spirits.

"Found her?"

"She's really there!" The Moon Gazers were both shocked and delighted.

High in the air, Wei Long held Lu Ran, keeping him aloft, "You didn't let her down."

Lu Ran's eyes, with their slanted pupils, were cold as he stared at the dirty cyclone.

No, no soul appeared.

The Shadow Opera Dan was not dead yet.

However, at least she had revealed her true form.

If the Shadow Opera Dan insisted on keeping her body ethereal, she would have been completely scattered by the storm.

The cyclone Deng Yuxiang summoned was not a natural wind but one imbued with divine power! Even if the Shadow Opera Dan showed her true form, she was no ordinary opponent to be easily slain.

The Shadow Opera clan's demonic arts were formidable.

The opera costume she wore, for instance, seamlessly merged with the Demonic Art - Evil Flower Robe, providing exceptional defense!

Not only was this demonic art extremely covert, but it also boasted impressive defensive capabilities.

"At first, when she said she wanted to seek your help, many people thought she was being ridiculous," Wei Long sighed softly.

"It's understandable," Lu Ran replied gravely, his eyes momentarily fixed.

In the cyclone, a handkerchief seemed to appear?

Demonic Art - Evil Flower Handkerchief!

Unfortunately, the fragrant, finely crafted handkerchief was dirtied by the mudstorm.

The next moment, the handkerchief suddenly expanded!

The Shadow Opera Dan seemed to want to erect a wall to block the rapidly spinning storm.

"Hmm," Deng Yuxiang's face turned grim, her eyes filled with an astonishing killing intent.

She extended her hand, channeling her power into the storm, infusing it with divine energy.

And in that palm, eight single-edged blades emerged in succession!

"Crack! Crack!"

The seemingly cloth-made handkerchief, under the storm's tearing force, revealed a faint crack.

But that was all.

The handkerchief's defense was formidable, far from being torn to shreds.

As the Shadow Opera Dan spun with the storm, her body slammed into the handkerchief, and her face was smeared with mud and rocks.

Just as she tried to take advantage of the chaos to escape the cyclone...

Amid the chaos, a gust of wind blades struck!

These wind blades had already sliced through the edge of the cyclone, following its swirling direction, making a half-circle, and aiming straight for the handkerchief!

Eight wind blades, each strike piercing the same spot on the handkerchief.

A pinpoint attack to break through the surface!

A perfect countermeasure.

Unfortunately, the chaotic battlefield prevented the wind blades from hitting the Shadow Opera Dan.

"Crack!"

The heavens seemed to shatter like a giant piece of glass, the cracking sound painfully loud.

The massive handkerchief exploded.

The Shadow Opera Dan, covered in mud, was once again caught in the storm, spinning wildly.

"You're not going anywhere," Deng Yuxiang muttered.

It was hard to imagine that a soft whisper could convey such intense killing intent.

The fierce wind blew Deng Yuxiang's yellow raincoat, making it flutter, and her hood was blown away, revealing her long, jet-black hair, which was flying wildly in the rain.

At this moment, Deng Yuxiang stood like an awe-inspiring deity.

A deity of slaughter!

"Sigh!"

The Shadow Opera Dan screamed, her voice transforming into a desperate wail.

Suddenly, a long silk ribbon emerged from the storm.

The Shadow Opera Dan was still struggling, unwilling to succumb to her demise.

This long silk ribbon seemed like the water sleeve of her costume.

The water sleeve, originally white silk, was instantly stained by the mudstorm the moment it appeared.

Demonic Art - Evil Flower Sleeve!

The Shadow Opera Dan extended one of her water sleeves, which grew longer and longer, attempting to disperse the crowd.

The cuff of the other sleeve suddenly expanded!

The Shadow Opera Dan changed her strategy!

Since the handkerchief couldn't stop the cyclone, she decided to absorb the storm entirely.

It must be acknowledged that the Shadow Opera clan was incredibly powerful.

Their strength lay not only in their intelligence and demonic arts but also in their inner fortitude.

As the Shadow Opera Dan spun in the wind, the other water sleeve also extended.

"Retreat!"

"Don't get caught in her sleeves!" The crowd shouted, warning their companions.

If anyone was caught in the Evil Water Sleeve, being strangled to death would be considered fortunate.

Worse still, they would be sucked into the cuff, their flesh and blood gradually refined and dissolved.

It was similar to how divine energy orbs absorbed the energy from demonic bones and dissolved demonic corpses.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Several wind blades pierced the storm again but were captured by the expanded cuff as they approached the Shadow Opera Dan.

High above, Lu Ran suddenly spoke, "Brother Wei, tell everyone to guard their minds and not come to kill me."

Wei Long immediately understood Lu Ran's intention and shouted to the crowd.

Lu Ran then looked down and shouted, "Sister, I've called!"

He had to remind Deng Yuxiang.

At this moment, the Great Nightmare's killing intent was too intense! It perfectly matched Lu Ran's usual mocking tone when ridiculing demons.

The difference was that Deng Yuxiang's intellect far surpassed that of the demonic clan.

More importantly, she shared a bond of camaraderie with Lu Ran.

Deng Yuxiang's voice turned icy, "Call."

Lu Ran didn't hesitate and immediately complied, "Baa~~~"

Divine Technique: Wail of Despair!

It was time!

The battlefield situation was ever-changing, and everything depended on the circumstances.

Once, the crowd's mocking techniques failed to lure out the Yin Hua Dan, as her demeanor was above such tactics.

At that time, Yin Hua Dan hid deep underground, playing with the crowd, perhaps even enjoying the chaos.

But now, things are different!

Yin Hua Dan is trapped in a chaotic battlefield, torn and ravaged by the storm, her screams piercing the air.

She no longer possesses the carefree and playful attitude she once had, toying with the crowd.

At this moment, Yin Hua Dan is undoubtedly filled with boiling killing intent!

It's highly likely that she has no intention of activating her mental defense techniques.

"Aaaahhhh!!!"

In response to Lu Ran's assessment, the woman let out an angry scream, the best reply she could give.

"Hehe."

Deng Yuxiang's eyes turned red, her breathing quickened, and her chest heaved violently.

As the pinnacle existence in the River Realm, she should have easily withstood Lu Ran's mental interference.

But at this moment, she truly lost her composure!

To be precise, the Great Nightmare had always been in a state of rage.

Previously, she might have been tearful due to her sorrow and anger.

Now, her eyes turned scarlet with murderous intent.

So red that she couldn't help but turn her head towards Lu Ran.

"Calm down, we're intercepting you halfway!" Lu Ran also looked towards Deng Yuxiang.

Those slanted pupils, filled with malevolence, were no less intimidating than the Great Nightmare's eyes.

Deng Yuxiang bit her lip hard.

The pain on her lips made her a little more lucid, and she tasted a hint of blood on the tip of her tongue.

The storm's intensity suddenly lessened slightly.

Almost simultaneously, a mud-covered Yin Hua Dan flew out!

She was so dizzy that she couldn't even discern directions.

Yin Hua Dan frantically unleashed her demonic arts, venting the savage intent in her heart.

"Huff!"

The wind and waves rose suddenly.

Deng Yuxiang's feet moved swiftly, dragging a large horseman's saber in both hands, slashing diagonally at the 'mud man' in the night sky.

"Meeeh~~"

At the same time, the bleating of a lamb echoed again.

The pitiful bleating of the lamb provided a direction for the already dizzy Yin Hua Dan to attack.

Yin Hua Dan paused, turned towards Lu Ran's position, and fiercely whipped out a water sleeve.

Lu Ran watched this scene, muttering, "If you kill me, you'll truly be gone."

"Crack!"

The sound of breaking glass rang out again, piercingly loud.

The muddled Yin Hua Dan, in her attempt to harm Lu Ran, was suddenly passed by a yellow raincoat-clad figure.

The sharp horseman's saber vibrated, leaving a long gash in its wake.

Northern Wind Divine Technique: Wound Trace!

If we're talking purely about breaking through defenses, this is likely the most powerful point-kill technique in the River Realm.

Without a doubt!

Yin Hua Dan was cut in half at the waist.

Clothes and body, all severed!

The two halves of her body spun and fell, scattering drops of blood along the way.

But before the remains even hit the ground, they shattered into mist.

High in the night sky, Deng Yuxiang turned and flew downwards, observing the scene below.

The Night Slasher in her hand grew more restless, and the blood on the blade hadn't even turned into mist before it merged into the blade itself.

"Success!"

"Good!" Voices echoed in succession.

It wasn't just because Deng Yuxiang had slain a powerful demon, but also because they no longer had to 'bait' and face death at any moment.

"Sigh!"

In a world unseen by others, Yin Hua Dan continued to rage and flail, her screams persisting.

Lu Ran quietly watched the wraith, slowly drawing it towards himself.

In her soul state, she was no longer covered in mud.

She wore a gorgeous opera costume, with an elaborate headdress and heavy theatrical makeup on her face.

Combined with Yin Hua Dan's current twisted expression of anger, it made for a rather terrifying sight.

"Sigh!"

Yin Hua Dan's soul body was uncontrollable, and she wanted to break free, but to no avail.

She soon realized who was behind this!

Instantly, Yin Hua Dan's anger surged, and her eyes fixed on Lu Ran.

Lu Ran's gaze didn't waver; instead, his slanted pupils turned cold and sinister:

"Since you're here, don't leave."

"Well done." Wei Long, of course, couldn't see any of this and descended with Lu Ran.

Just as Lu Ran's feet touched the muddy ground, a figure stabbed down from the night sky.

He looked up and saw a bizarre scene.

Deng Yuxiang, unaware, passed through Yin Hua Dan's soul body and landed in front of Lu Ran.

"I'll send you back." Deng Yuxiang's voice was soft.

Lu Ran stared at her face in a daze.

To be precise, he was staring at Yin Hua Dan's face, which seemed to approach him through Deng Yuxiang's face.

Amidst the cries, the soul was constantly contracting, flowing into Lu Ran's eyes.

Deng Yuxiang still didn't notice anything.

She took off the yellow raincoat and draped it over Lu Ran.

It must be said that on this cold, rainy night, Lu Ran, wearing only a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, his feet bare, looked rather pitiful.

The oversized yellow raincoat carried a hint of her body warmth.

And a faint scent of camellia.

"Was Captain Sun ambushed here?" Lu Ran suddenly asked.

Deng Yuxiang remained silent, and Wei Long's voice came from behind: "Yes."

Lu Ran's heart slightly eased, and he said, "Captain Sun will definitely be fine. Er..."

Deng Yuxiang put the raincoat's hood over Lu Ran's head, her fingers pinching the edge of the hood, and she gently pulled it down.

Lu Ran naturally lowered his head.

"I'll send you back." Deng Yuxiang's voice was soft and quiet, repeating her previous words.

As she spoke, she also slightly lowered her head, and her bloodstained lips gently pressed against the hood.

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