With only 8 years to live at the start, I'm going all in.

Chapter 169 I Just Picked Up the Leftovers

Seemingly sensing the power of the Exorcism Technique, the fleshy ball in Ding Yi's hand began to emit a mournful cry similar to that of a cicada.

Immediately afterwards, the shape of the fleshy ball changed; its body rapidly shriveled up and turned into a liquid-like state.

After the fleshy ball turned into a liquid state, countless sharp tentacles shot out from it, seemingly trying to break free from Ding Yi's palm and escape outwards.

However, Ding Yi had already used Evergreen True Qi to attach to his protective aura, forming a circular area that firmly imprisoned the fleshy ball within it.

When the spikes touched the barrier constructed by Evergreen True Qi, they were instantly retracted as if electrocuted, and then emitted a piercing screech.

During this time, Ding Yi also began to discover that his Evergreen True Qi seemed to have a strong restraining effect on these evil energies. Now it seems that it also has a considerable restraining effect on this strange thing containing evil energy.

"It's troublesome that we can't finish refining this stuff in a short time."

Ding Yi frowned as he looked at the fleshy ball in his palm that kept changing shapes, trying to escape its restraints, and thought to himself.

This fleshy ball contains a large amount of malevolent energy, so he naturally cannot hand it over.

But this thing is too obvious; it can't be hidden at all.

Thinking of this, Ding Yi's heart stirred, and the Evergreen True Qi in his palm slowly contracted inward. The fleshy ball seemed to realize that the space it could move in was becoming narrower and narrower, and the amplitude of its vibration in Ding Yi's palm became larger and larger, appearing extremely irritable.

But it's all in vain.

Ding Yi's Evergreen True Qi was like an insurmountable barrier, eventually suppressing the fleshy ball to about the size of a palm. The fleshy ball seemed to have given up resisting, floating limply above Ding Yi's palm, completely abandoning its resistance.

"The weapon-making techniques of Taiping Palace are indeed strange; the things they create are just like living things."

Ding Yi looked at the limp thing in his hand, then stretched it into a thin strip and tied it to his arm, covering it with his Evergreen True Qi to prevent it from escaping.

Finally, Ding Yi glanced around again, his gaze landing on Liu Xiaofeng.

After a cup of tea, by the lake.

Liu Feng climbed ashore and lay on the pebble beach, panting heavily.

His eyes held a lingering fear as he recalled his fight with Liu Xiaofeng, still feeling somewhat panicked.

Liu Xiaofeng was, after all, a god-worshipper in the Divine Palace Realm. Even though he hadn't condensed his domain, he was able to briefly use the domain with that evil Nightingale, causing Liu Xiaofeng to suffer a great loss.

Liu Feng was only at the Lesser Completion of the Yuanqiao Realm. He was severely injured and fell into the lake in the white mist. Fortunately, he managed to struggle to climb ashore and avoid drowning.

"Damn it, this plan has failed."

Liu Feng felt a little bitter. Although Zhou Hongji had fought against Taiping Palace in Yizhou for many years, he did not think that the Zhou family could keep that guy alive.

Liu Feng quickly proved his guess. He saw Zhou Hongji sitting cross-legged on the shore, practicing his internal energy to heal his injuries, and also noticed the huge wounds on his body.

"Chief Zhou, how is it?"

Liu Feng endured the burning pain in his chest, stood up from the ground, and asked Zhou Hongji over there.

"Cough cough."

Upon hearing Liu Feng's words, Zhou Hongji opened his mouth to reply but instead coughed violently.

A large amount of blood spilled from his mouth, suggesting that Zhou Hongji's injuries were much more severe than Liu Feng's.

"Escaped."

Zhou Hongji took a deep breath and said with a slightly tired expression.

Upon hearing this, Liu Feng's expression immediately darkened, and he then looked at the multi-story boat on the lake.

The Taiping Palace guards on the ship were all captured or killed without exception, but this does not mean that the operation was successful.

In fact, if even one person escapes, the operation will be considered a failure.

Because the identity of the Chaotic God Cult is too obvious, any martial artist who dares to attack the worshipper here is most likely from the Chaotic God Cult.

Those who escaped can understand this with just a little thought; this is an indisputable fact.

"Well, well, we did manage to capture quite a few test subjects this time, but the plan to disrupt the two states failed."

Liu Feng thought to himself with a touch of regret.

But at that moment, Liu Feng suddenly frowned and abruptly turned his gaze to the woods beside him.

A figure slowly emerged from the woods, carrying someone in his hand.

"Ding Hai?!"

When Liu Feng saw the person who had arrived, the name came to mind, but when he saw the person Ding Yi was carrying, his pupils shrank.

"He seems to have been too badly injured and I killed him. Is he alright?"

Ding Yi tossed the corpse in his hand to Liu Feng's feet and asked with some concern on his face.

"..."

Liu Feng and Zhou Hongji stared at Liu Xiaofeng on the ground, his eyes wide open and his neck nearly severed by a knife, and fell silent for a moment.

After a while, Zhou Hongji struggled to his feet, came to Liu Xiaofeng's side, bent down to examine him, and nodded to Liu Feng over there.

It's the real person, not a stand-in!

Liu Feng saw Zhou Hongji's signal and realized that the biggest oversight in this operation had been solved by Ding Hai!

"It's...it's alright, as long as they didn't run away."

Liu Feng took a deep breath, then carefully examined Ding Hai who was walking over, and asked:

"Are you okay?"

Ding Yi was somewhat baffled by the question:

"What could possibly happen? I thought he was incredibly strong, but he couldn't even withstand a single move."

"That's true. If he hadn't been seriously injured, you would have been the one to die."

Upon hearing this, Liu Feng nodded, thinking to himself that Ding Hai was indeed lucky.

Given Liu Xiaofeng's strength, if he hadn't been seriously injured, all ten of Ding Hai would have died if he had encountered him; there was absolutely no other possibility.

"Where is the nightingale?"

Just then, Zhou Hongji's voice suddenly came from behind.

"nightingale?"

Ding Yi turned to look at Zhou Hongji and asked in confusion.

"It's that fleshy lump on this person's forehead."

Zhou Hongji pointed to a small hole on Liu Xiaofeng's forehead and asked.

"I didn't see it. Now that you mention it, I vaguely remember it. I think I saw that ball of flesh, but it seems to have run away."

Ding Yi said.

"Ran?"

Liu Feng was taken aback.

Zhou Hongji didn't speak. He glanced at Ding Yi, then said nothing more and continued to sit cross-legged to heal his injuries.

Before long, a raging fire broke out on the ship on the lake, and then groups of members of the Chaotic God Cult brought the prisoners to the shore.

"Master, are you all alright?"

A follower looked at Zhou Hongji, who was meditating, and asked a question.

"It's alright, he just needs a rest. Arrange for someone to clean up the scene. Also, find a few people to go into the woods with this young man and clean up any traces."

Zhou Hongji glanced at the newcomer and then gave his instructions.

Upon hearing this, the gang member immediately shouted to the people behind him, telling them to come over quickly.

The members of the Chaotic God Cult seem to have considerable experience in handling such on-site traces.

In this respect, Ding Yi still felt that the Chaotic God Cult was somewhat useful.

But, that's all.