Wonderful Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1828 The game is halfway through

Chen Wanli pushed his movement technique to its limit, weaving and dodging among the "talisman people" controlled by runes, alternating between Yin and Yang fire, sometimes freezing and restricting them, sometimes burning the gray rune nodes with true fire.

It seemed that they were evenly matched with the Dragon King and his party, with sparks and ice shards flying everywhere and constant booming sounds.

It's as if we've fallen into this war of attrition.

From an outsider's perspective, with the Dragon King unleashing his Void Refinement level combat power, and Kuafu Chong and Fang Fengting both displaying fearless fighting spirit, Chen Wanli was clearly struggling to cope.

To be precise, Chen Wanli definitely couldn't hold on for much longer.

In the distance, Ye Zhenjun and the Heavenly Demon King were observing the battle.

"Ye Zhenjun, you really have some impressive skills! This kid is really hard to deal with! I underestimated him before!"

A hint of astonishment flashed across the Demon King's face.

Chen Wanli has only been gone for a few months since he beheaded her and became a god, but his strength has clearly improved.

She had no doubt that if the path to the spirit world had not been severed, Chen Wanli would have been a genius who could have ascended to the upper realm and whose path to immortality would have been unobstructed.

Such a prodigy could only be compared to the Earth Demon, the number one genius of the Demon Race in ten thousand years.

Give him more time, and he might truly become someone who breaks through the shackles and flies away from the spirit world?

Unfortunately, geniuses are destined to fall!

The next second, she heard Ye Zhenjun's mocking sarcasm: "Even the strongest pieces on the chessboard depend on the player's moves!"

In just a few dozen breaths, Chen Wanli's aura seemed to become unstable, and the Yin-Yang Fire aura protecting his body began to flicker.

If this continues, even if we aren't killed, we'll be worn down to death!

The Demon King slightly raised his chin: "At a time like this, he still hasn't killed anyone. What a woman's mercy!"

Ye Zhenjun smiled faintly: "In that case, go and help him!"

"Ok?"

"Go and slay those gods, and take my True Fire Talisman with you to annihilate their soul power. While we're weakening the demonic remains, I'll take action here!" Ye Zhenjun said.

"Won't the Dragon King and his men turn around and attack me? If they do, then I'll be the one saving their lives!"

The Demon King narrowed his eyes.

"Heh, no way. Haven't you figured it out yet? That kid did something, and the Demon Corpse went so far as to use its soul power to boost the Dragon King's combat strength, all to kill him!"

Ye Zhenjun's tone betrayed his schadenfreude.

Things were progressing even more smoothly than he had planned.

It gave him the feeling that he had already won.

This feels wonderful!

"Take care of the smaller ones, let them wear each other down for a while, and once Chen Wanli is nearly exhausted, you can deal with Kuafu Chong and Fang Fengting. By then, I'll be ready to make my move."

"We'll see what happens in the end. Whether the Dragon King or he dies first, it won't affect the overall situation."

"Very well, it's time to avenge my 300,000 Heavenly Demon Army!"

The Demon King flew out.

……

Chen Wanli fought back and forth with the controlled Dragon King and his men, looking like a henchman in an "exhibition match".

While searching for Ye Zhenjun's figure as much as possible.

It must be said that with limited spiritual sense, it is difficult to lock onto them immediately.

However, he was certain that Ye Zhenjun must have some way of seeing what was happening on his side.

He's calling out to Ye Zhenjun right now.

If one doesn't understand the underlying calculations, then one will indeed be in a predicament at this moment.

But now that everything is clear, it's not hard to deduce what one would do if they were in his shoes.

With the golden body nearby, he could merge with it at any time, thus holding the upper hand in terms of victory.

As for the Dragon King, Kuafu Chong, and Fang Fengting... they could be a huge surprise to give the old ghost a hard time at any time.

Ye Zhenjun won because he was familiar with the "map" and had a well-thought-out plan.

He won because Lao Gui was unaware of his trump card.

He simply didn't know in what form the Heavenly Demon King would appear, so he didn't mind putting on an act for a while longer.

While he was pondering, Chen Wanli was once again flung away by the enormous dragon claw.

"Hehehe... Chen Wanli, you've finally met your match!"

A complex, hate-tinged laugh rang out, and somewhere in the depths of her mind, a gray mist churned, revealing the figure of the Heavenly Demon Queen.

She did not attack Chen Wanli directly, but instead her figure darted into the outer circle of the divine forces like a ghost!

Their fingernails grew out of control, transforming into jet-black demonic blades. With terrifying demonic light that devoured life force, they easily tore apart the throats and chests of the weaker gods, like harvesting wheat!

With each attack, a god's gray runes shattered, and he fell into the sea of ​​his heart with a scream, his life force rapidly dissipating.

She moved with incredible speed and efficiency, and in the blink of an eye, seven or eight of her divine and dragon subordinates were killed by her!

"The Heavenly Demon King!" Chen Wanli's eyes narrowed.

At first, Chen Wanli thought that the Heavenly Demon King wanted to kill him indirectly.

With each death of a god, the burden on the Myriad Rune Demon Corpse to maintain control lessens, but at the same time, it may also stimulate the Demon Corpse to concentrate more soul power on controlling the remaining rune people, especially the Dragon King, making him even more powerful and troublesome!

But he soon discovered that this was not the case.

Runic fire appeared on the Heavenly Demon King's body, annihilating the soul power within the demonic remains.

A two-pronged approach? Also weakening the Myriad Rune Demon Corpse!

Chen Wanli drew a conclusion and his deduction of Ye Zhenjun's plan became clearer.

He was surprisingly calm at this moment, and there was no anger in him at all.

If things continue like this, the Heavenly Demon King will likely also target Kuafu Chong and Fang Fengting.

The Dragon King and himself are left, both severely injured?

Should we wait until Ye Zhenjun has dealt with the reunited demonic remains before making our move?

"Aren't you really afraid that Old Ghost will also plot against you?"

Chen Wanli gave a cold laugh.

The Demon King didn't take it seriously: "Fear? But what future can someone who fears death have? How do you know I don't have my own plans?"

Chen Wanli nodded: "Unfortunately, your calculations have to end here!"

"Ok?"

The Demon King smiled mockingly: "At a time like this, everyone is like a caged bird or a discarded pawn on a plate. I really can't think of any chance you have left."

Last time, you used the Dragon King as a shield?

Who can you implicate this time?

Could it be that lion?

Chen Wanli's lips curled slightly as he used his spiritual power to project his voice far away, "Old ghost, using someone else to do your dirty work and then reaping the benefits? I'm afraid you don't have the stomach for that!"

On the altar in the central islands.

Ye Zhenjun raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of surprise appearing on his face, which quickly turned into a cold smile. His voice echoed back, clearly reverberating in the sky above his mind:

"Oh? Young friend Chen is indeed clever, managing to see through some of it. But what good is knowing?"

The game has reached the middle stage. You are surrounded and beset by difficulties from both inside and outside. Even if you have extraordinary wisdom, you will be powerless to break the deadlock.

"Be my stepping stone back to the spirit world. I will remember your Yin and Yang Flames well."

The mockery and confidence in his tone were undisguised.

"The power to break the deadlock?" Chen Wanli's lips curled into a chilling smile, his eyes gleaming with golden light. "You think that's enough?!"

Without further hesitation, he bit his tongue hard, spitting out a mouthful of vital blood containing rich life essence.

His essence and blood floated in front of him, and as his hands formed an ancient and complex hand seal like butterflies flitting among flowers, his blood and soul burned intensely, forming a huge vortex.

"With blood as the catalyst, the gods summon us back! The golden body—returns to its rightful place!"

With a long roar that seemed to originate from the depths of his soul, the entire mental space trembled violently!