What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? novel Chapter 888

Zhongkui did not linger on that mark, for she urgently conveyed to Ye Yu, via inner-voice transmission, everything about Ting Yu—and earnestly insisted they must leave at once. The terror of a half-step Emperor realm foe was beyond imagination!

Ye Yu nodded gravely. Indeed, there was no time to dally—one normally struck swiftly and without hesitation. As Zhongkui scoured her mind for the best escape route, Ye Yu sprang into action. He wove a complex hand seal with his left hand, and beneath Ting Yu’s feet a most sinister formation erupted. Instantly, innumerable black Skyfire Flames burst from his very body—Forbidden Art: Incinerating Blood Flame!

In but a breath’s time, Shan Ting’s immortal husk was reduced to ashes. It was no surprise—it was merely an empty shell, utterly helpless against the inferno. Ting Yu, however, wrapped in his dense, solid ghost qi, slipped free in an instant, emerging largely unscathed—exactly as Ye Yu anticipated. Once one reached half-step Emperor, ordinary spells and techniques could no longer harm him much.

With Shan Ting’s form gone, Ting Yu’s true, colossal figure reappeared—vast beyond measure, far larger than either Fenzhu or Qu You. “Bastard! I finally found a suitable immortal vessel, and you destroy it! Boy, I’ll peel your skin off and crunch your bones!” His roar carried a fetid stench. Ye Yu snorted, summoning an invisible barrier before himself and Zhongkui, sealing out the filth entirely.

Ting Yu could never have guessed that destroying Shan Ting’s body was only the first step in Ye Yu’s {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} plan. He needed Ting Yu to reveal his soul-body—only then could the next phase proceed. Zhongkui shot Ye Yu a look of disbelief. Wait—didn’t I just tell you to flee? Not to charge in headlong! You nodded so quickly, yet your actions were the exact opposite. Are we even on the same wavelength?

Before she could speak again, an oppressive aura suddenly pressed down, as if a great boulder lay upon her heart, hindering even her ghost qi’s flow. Looking up, she saw a thousand-foot Soul-Summoning Banner plummet into place before them. Its vast surface whipped in the gale, the tortured phantoms of countless fiends howling in agony as they struggled in vain against its bonds.

“Aaah!” Ting Yu howled, aghast to see his third brother, Qu You, trapped there. He lunged forward, intent on tearing the banner and freeing him. Ye Yu merely smiled. Seeking your brother? Then reunite, by all means. With a wave of his hand, the banner shot toward Ye Yu, and as he flicked his fingers, a host of wandering souls streamed forth. Their surging ghost qi blackened the very sky. Nourished by the banner, each spirit had grown in substance and strength. Together they rushed Ting Yu, swiftly enveloping him.

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