What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? novel Chapter 1172

Lu Yuan’s Dao stemmed from the ghostly creatures concealed behind him!

His power was naturally extraordinary.

But just because those ghosts feared Han Qianzhang didn’t mean they feared Han Yuexi too!

So using this method to suppress her was absolutely fitting.

At that moment, Ye Yu had only just lifted Han Qianzhang onto his shoulder, preparing to flee, when Lu Yuan blocked his path. He said in a cold voice, “Leave this guy behind!”

Ye Yu pointed to Han Qianzhang on his shoulder and asked earnestly, “If I hand him over, can I go?”

Lu Yuan sneered, “Of course... not. Kid, don’t think you can distract me like last time. This guy is your Dao partner’s younger brother—your own brother-in-law. How could you possibly hand him to me? Besides, I find you far more interesting!”

Hearing that, Ye Yu felt his blood run cold. What did he mean by brother-in-law? He and Han Yuexi were perfectly innocent! And this boy was now like a ticking time bomb—once awakened, he wouldn’t stay hidden. If Ye Yu actually gave him up, Lu Yuan wouldn’t even want him!

But Ye Yu kept his objections to himself. Lu Yuan’s last words had already revealed his intentions: he had no intention of letting him go.

So Ye Yu had to find another way out. He raised a single finger in front of him.

Lu Yuan narrowed his eyes, alert to the highest degree. From the memories transmitted by his ghostly clones, he knew Ye Yu’s methods far exceeded the standard of a New God realm cultivator. He wouldn’t let his guard down again.

Under Lu Yuan’s watchful gaze, Ye Yu jabbed his finger into Han /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ Qianzhang’s armpit. Humans were fragile—especially the armpit. You couldn’t scratch it, you couldn’t poke it; poking brought unbearable pain!

Let me guess how many people are secretly poking their own armpits right now?

Under the onslaught of intense pain, the previously unconscious Han Qianzhang suddenly woke. His eyes, flickering like living flames, were still horrifying to behold.

But Ye Yu was already prepared: he turned Han Qianzhang’s head to face forward, ensuring that the first thing he saw upon waking was Lu Yuan, not Ye Yu himself.

Everything went according to plan. Han Qianzhang lunged wildly at Lu Yuan. Although Lu Yuan was taken aback, he reacted swiftly and grabbed him. Finally, he had him!

Just as Lu Yuan prepared to kill Han Qianzhang and turn him into another ghostly creature for his collection, he suddenly noticed Ye Yu standing less than two meters away. What was Ye Yu planning?

Before Lu Yuan could think it through, in an instant the world within ten meters around him turned black and white. Ye Yu was black and white, Han Qianzhang was black and white—so was Lu Yuan himself!

Lu Yuan’s eyes widened. He suddenly realized he had completely lost control of his divine power. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t summon even a fraction of it. In that moment, he felt like an ordinary man stripped of all abilities.

He could only watch as Ye Yu’s fist drove into his chest with blinding speed—too fast to block.

Bang!

Ye Yu stood where he was, staring at his clenched fist in surprise. Why? How? He had fallen just short. If the divine technique All Beings Are Equal had granted him mere fractions more time—even one-tenth of a second—he would have been certain he could have killed Lu Yuan on the spot. But the gap in their strength was simply too vast to bridge.

Ye Yu exhaled heavily but remained silent. All Beings Are Equal had drained his divine power tremendously. He needed every second to recover, and he couldn’t waste the energy to speak.

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