The Iron Han Armor was like a cannonball, flying backward and knocking down over a dozen houses before embedding into a wall.
The Iron Han Armor was severely damaged, with Ning Zhuo's forearm almost completely exposed. A large piece of the armor's chest was missing, and the helmet was full of cracks. It would not be surprising if it shattered completely in the next second.
"Boss!" Ning Zhuo didn't care to check his own injuries and immediately searched for Sun Lingtong.
Sun Lingtong lay in the ruins of the house ahead, struggling desperately, but his body was weak, pinned down by bricks and a half-broken beam, unable to free himself.
Ning Zhuo activated the Iron Han Armor and hurried over.
He bent down, ready to clear the debris and drag Sun Lingtong out.
But the next moment, Sun Lingtong's face suddenly twisted into a snarl, his fingers like knives slipping through the large gaps in the armor, piercing into Ning Zhuo's abdomen.
"Bo-Boss..." Ning Zhuo was caught off guard, suffering a heavy blow.
Sun Lingtong's expression kept changing, sometimes ferocious, sometimes filled with sorrow and anger.
"I-I'm possessed by a ghost, go, quickly go!" he shouted.
Qi Bai stood on the Bull Head Ghost Soldier's shoulder, looking down at the two from above: "How does it feel to be betrayed by a brother?"
"Youthful Guest, you are good at Mechanical Techniques, and I am good at Ghost Control Technique. Your brother is already under my control. Hurry and kill him, or you will be killed by him, hahaha!"
Ning Zhuo's heart trembled wildly.
The next moment, the poisonous ghost fog rose again, enveloping Ning Zhuo and Sun Lingtong.
Excruciating pain struck again.
Qi Bai took out the Soul-stirring Drum and beat it continuously.
This caused Ning Zhuo and Sun Lingtong to bleed from their seven orifices, making things worse, leaving them completely powerless to resist.
"Bull Soldier Lord, go and take their lives!" Qi Bai called softly.
The Bull Head Ghost Soldier roared and rushed forward like a meteor, with an astonishing momentum. The millstone-sized fist smashed down fiercely. This blow would surely kill both Ning and Sun instantly.
Strong, too strong!
When Qi Bai stabilized his footing, his mind clear, he showed extremely excellent tactical qualities.
The Bull Head Ghost Soldier pressed on from the front, the poisonous ghost fog targeted the Iron Han Armor. The hidden ghost possession left Ning Zhuo in a dilemma. His verbal threats were not meant to torment further but served as a cover to execute his plan smoothly, creating an opportunity for the Bull Head Ghost Soldier to deliver a fatal blow.
The enormous body of the Bull Head Ghost Soldier cast a shadow of death, completely engulfing Sun and Ning.
They could barely stand, let alone resist or dodge.
In Ning Zhuo's perception, time suddenly seemed to slow down.
This strong premonition of death was not the first time he had felt it.
Once, in a black market alley fight.
He was too young, made a grave mistake in battle, got trapped, and almost got killed before he could react.
It was Sun Lingtong who appeared in a flash, in a desperate moment, using his own body to block the blade for Ning Zhuo.
"Boss!" Ning Zhuo had cried out in horror, his face full of panic.
Sun Lingtong waved his hand and pulled out the dagger stuck in his chest, blood instantly soaking his clothes: "It's nothing!"
"Boss..." Ning Zhuo felt immense guilt and self-blame. If it weren't for his carelessness, Sun Lingtong wouldn't have been so severely injured.
Sun Lingtong tapped his fingers to stop the bleeding: "Hehehe, Little Zhuo, don't be sad. You call me boss, so what's it to block a knife for a brother?"
Now.
Sun Lingtong's hand-knife was deeply embedded in Ning Zhuo's abdomen.
Sun Lingtong's eyes bulged with anger, his bleeding eyes filled with desperation, wishing he could kill himself immediately!
The giant fist struck down, the wind howling, a terrifying killing intent suffocating.
Ning Zhuo raised his head, glaring fiercely at the Bull Head Ghost Soldier.
Bang!
The Bull Head Ghost Soldier's attack was blocked.
Suddenly, a figure stood like a mountain in front of Ning Zhuo.
Ning Zhuo's eyes widened gradually, looking at the figure in front of him, his heart crying out: "Yuan Dasheng?!"
The Mechanical Monkey that intercepted the Bull Head Ghost Soldier stood tall, its eyes radiating green light in all directions, a powerful spiritual nature emanating from it, exuding an inviolable majesty.
It was exactly—
Though betrayed, the will remained unbending, the righteous bones unyielding, the spirit unbroken.
After facing life and death, the spiritual nature persisted, returning only to act upon righteousness!
Yuan Dasheng turned slightly, suddenly speaking in a low, powerful voice: "My lord."
"I am here!"
As if traversing a lifetime, crossing life and death, at the critical moment, Yuan Dasheng was reborn, fully regaining his spiritual nature to lend a hand!
"Yuan Dasheng can talk?!" Ning Zhuo was stunned.
At this moment, he felt there was no longer any barrier between him and Yuan Dasheng. His control over it was even clearer and more detailed than before.
Undoubtedly, this was a qualitative change!
Ning Zhuo suddenly understood: it was his effort to save Sun Lingtong at all costs that greatly aligned with Yuan Dasheng's spiritual nature.
"But how can it suddenly speak?"
Yuan Dasheng spoke again: "My lord, what are your orders?"
Ning Zhuo suppressed his doubts and pointed at Qi Bai: "Kill him!"
"At your orders!" Yuan Dasheng charged forward.
The Bull Head Ghost Soldier roared, blocking its way.
Boom!
Yuan Dasheng directly flipped the Bull Head Ghost Soldier, his momentum violent beyond measure.
"What is with this Mechanical Puppet?" Qi Bai felt things going south, retreating hastily.
A trail of poisonous ghost fog sprayed, trying to interfere with Yuan Dasheng.
Yuan Dasheng pressed on, ignoring the ghost fog.
Continue the charge!
Qi Bai frantically shook the Soul-stirring Drum.
Yuan Dasheng showed no reaction!
Qi Bai couldn't help but feel his heart racing, his mouth dry, as he used his Insight into the Netherworld talent.
He discovered that Yuan Dasheng—had no soul!
"How can it have such wisdom without a soul?!" Qi Bai couldn't understand.
Yuan Dasheng closed in. Qi Bai frantically used many magic artifacts and treasures, striking Yuan Dasheng.
Yuan Dasheng's entire body surged with immense Blood Qi, it was the Blood Oil Bottle that Ning Zhuo had previously installed!