I Am Your Natural Enemy

Chapter 995 - 361: Temporary Ability Limit, Second Phase Unlocked (5k)_3

He had just submitted the command, and the Black Box immediately gave the result, a complete match.

It was the contents of those contracts that Gauss revealed, the Ghost Wealth God’s contract.

As soon as the contract fully appeared, it began to collapse, signifying that the Ghost Wealth God was dead, and the contract was starting to dissolve.

Coincidentally, Huo Yong’s own ability allowed him to possess multiple professions simultaneously. When one profession died, the cost was erasing that profession, but he himself would not die.

As the contract dissolved, a chilling aura mixed with Demonic Qi erupted out.

A Soul Body appeared within the collapsing contract runes.

Wen Yan focused his gaze, his heart jumped in surprise, immediately understanding the situation.

The Ghost Wealth God had no Soul Body, existing without a physical body or Soul Body. Hence, no matter how sinister and ruthless they were, they never took interest in their peers.

The body of a peer held no value to the Ghost Wealth God and couldn’t be considered as currency.

This was the essential basis for their peaceful coexistence.

Wen Yan had always thought that transforming into a Ghost Wealth God would use the soul as the initial price.

Unexpectedly, the contract was formed by the Soul Body, and the contract itself was the greatest restriction.

Using this method as a restriction meant that having boarded the thief’s ship, the Ghost Wealth God had no way to return.

Yet, Huo Yong unexpectedly exploited this loophole due to his unique ability.

This guy transformed into a Ghost Wealth God not just to acquire so-called resources.

More importantly, his aim was to use the transformation into the Ghost Wealth God to thoroughly conceal his Soul Body.

The Soul Body turned into a contract and merged into the Ghost Wealth God’s body. Under normal circumstances, no one would find this out, and moreover, the Soul Body remained under his own control.

In this way, he is just a Ghost Wealth God, and his wild antics do not matter.

One day when the Ghost Wealth God dies, it won’t be an act.

Using the Ghost Wealth God’s death as an excuse, the contract automatically dissolves, and his Soul Body will naturally restore itself to its pre-Ghost Wealth God state.

Yet the resources he acquired during this time would still remain.

Amidst the blackness, a figure at least three meters tall, with knotted muscles all over, appeared. His face seemed to have some runes drawn with blood; those runes’ colors looked like they had been repainted countless times over time, a red turning black.

When he activated the body of the Devil’s profession, his aura was completely incomparable to when he was a Ghost Wealth God.

As he began to exhale, the Yin Qi and Demonic Qi visible to the naked eye swirled around him, and flames suddenly ignited, resembling two giant flaming wings protecting him within.

Wen Yan stepped forward a few steps and quickly stated his speculation to the Wudang Sect Leader.

And the prompt in front of him began to change.

"Huo Yong/Devil."

"The weakest façade fades away, the boss truly enters the second phase, you should expect a third phase.

This is an extraordinarily troublesome guy, very difficult to kill."

"Temporary Ability.

1: Jade Pivot Fire Mansion Authentic Talisman.

2: True Martial Demon Subduing Talisman.

3: Song of the Witch."

While Wen Yan quickly relayed his speculative information to the Wudang Sect Leader, Huo Yong, trapped inside the barrier, had already begun to move.

The flames around him, like wings, expanded towards the surroundings as they spread open.

The nearby vegetation was the first to ignite, and in the blink of an eye, the flames spread outwards like a shockwave.

Huo Yong bared his teeth, his expression rebellious, and let out a sinister laugh.

"You think you can kill me?"

The flames rapidly spread, setting fire to distant trees and some ordinary houses. He bent slightly, his muscles becoming more pronounced, and a beast-like ferocity emanated from him.

The next moment, his figure suddenly vanished, and within that rapidly spreading inferno, a path of blazing fire streaked towards the barrier’s edge.

With a thunderous crash, Huo Yong appeared at the edge of the barrier, his fist colliding with the invisible barrier as if hitting something solid.

The next moment, the flames behind him surged forward like engulfing giant waves, arriving frenziedly and belatedly.

The howling wind stirred the night’s Yin Qi, causing the water vapor there to evaporate in vast amounts. The already invisible barrier, struck repeatedly by turbulent Yang Energy and Yin Qi, soon began to waver precariously.

Inside the barrier, Huo Yong gazed off into the distance at the Wudang Sect Leader conducting the ceremony, his lips curling into a grin, revealing a set of interlocked sharp teeth.

He opened his mouth wide, biting down when the barrier was at its most volatile.

With a crunch, the invisible barrier shattered like tempered glass, the air density changing rapidly, Yin and Yang energies clashing, turning that area indistinct.

The next moment, the blurriness abruptly reverted to normal, a blastwave spreading outward, while the defiant Huo Yong half-knelt on the ground, his arms flexed, supporting the object descending overhead.

As he slowly lowered his head, the muscles on his back writhed to help support the Taichi pattern descending on his head.

The flames around him erupted like a flamethrower, creating waves of shockwaves as if in an explosion, spreading one wave after another towards the surroundings.

Suddenly, Huo Yong’s head drooped down to his chest, and in an instant, as he lifted his head, he opened his mouth and spat out a cold gleam aimed directly at the Wudang Sect Leader.

Simultaneously, Wen Yan, wielding the Chunjun Mace, threw it forcefully.

With the instantaneous sound of it piercing through the air, there was a crisp clang a little more than a meter in front of the Wudang Sect Leader, the Chunjun Mace spiraled up, caught by the flying Gray Cloth, and pulled back once more.

Wen Yan, holding the Chunjun Mace, stepped forward.

He loathed those creatures without bodies, they couldn’t be hammered, and they ran fast. Now things were better.

He looked evidently more powerful, but since you have a body now, the rest will be simple.