Chapter 8: Escape, and the Dual Fusion!

Zhou Yan surveyed the three forces encircling them.

According to Wu Wanqing, the two middle-aged men ahead were members of the Demon Exorcism Division’s Special Operations Teams Two and Four, while the figure behind them was a master who should have been long dead.

Each held a box representing their divine machine; two bore boxes identical in appearance to Wu Wanqing’s, likely the standardized models.

The master, Xu Tianfang, wielded a black box—a divine machine of unknown capabilities since its liberation.

“Expert Wu, how should we split up?” Luo Xuan whispered.

Wu Wanqing’s expression hardened as he replied swiftly, “At a time like this, no need to split. I’ll take Lu Ming; you take Zhou Yan. Run!”

Before his words even faded, the divine machine he had just deactivated reactivated, transforming into a figure clad in green armor. Grasping Lu Ming, he charged sideways, bursting out.

Luo Xuan was only half a second behind.

A dazzling flash, and the girl transformed once more into a silver-white Valkyrie. She hooked her arm around Zhou Yan’s waist and dashed off in the opposite direction of Wu Wanqing.

“Do you think you can escape?!” Xu Tianfang laughed wildly, pressing his hand to his jet-black box. His armor morphed instantly into a sinister black suit, unlike the others worn by Luo Xuan or the exorcism experts.

He surged directly toward Luo Xuan’s fleeing path.

The remaining two exorcism experts immediately pursued Wu Wanqing.

*

Amidst the vast green fields,

The wind roared past Zhou Yan’s ears as he was held tightly by Luo Xuan, feeling the discomfort of her armored form pressing against him.

He suggested, “Xuan, put me down. Carrying me slows you down too much—we won’t both make it if you keep this up.”

“No!” Luo Xuan responded firmly, quickening her pace.

But physics rarely yields to will.

Doubling the weight inevitably sapped speed.

Behind them, the figure embodying Xu Tianfang, known as the Skinflayer, pursued steadily, unhurried to strike.

His greedy eyes fixed on the fleeing duo, scheming.

“Using a divine machine exerts enormous mental pressure; she can’t hold out for long.

“And that Wu Wanqing looks like a sickly, weakened addict—not a worthy target for absorption. But that girl... according to Xu Tianfang’s memories, she was once the famed prodigy of the Suzaku Palace, brimming with potential, and bearing this special divine machine.”

Laughing maniacally at the thought of becoming this young genius, the Skinflayer relished the prospect of escaping his decrepit, aged body.

“Run all you want, struggle pointlessly, and then obediently become my next meal!”

A chilling, inhuman laugh echoed into the ears of the two sprinting figures.

Zhou Yan was mildly exasperated. How many soul elders had this Skinflayer consumed?

He patted Luo Xuan’s waist mid-run, speaking low and fast: “Xuan, listen to me. If you keep this up, the moment you reach your limit will be our end. That guy’s target is definitely you. Drop me, then immediately switch to 'Second Gear' mode and escape. If he doesn't want to lose you, he’ll chase after you alone, ignoring me.

“That way, my chance of survival rises—and yours too, right?”

Hearing Zhou Yan’s clear-headed reasoning, Luo Xuan quickly grasped the plan.

After a brief hesitation, she said, “Okay. You find a place to hide. If we survive, we’ll regroup back at Wing City!”

She paused, then added, “Zhou Yan, you have to live. Xiao Ke’s waiting for you at home.”

“Don’t worry,” Zhou Yan smiled lightly, looking up at Luo Xuan’s smooth mask that concealed her face. A thought struck him. “If we both survive this, how about a day just for us? A date?”

“A date?!” Luo Xuan visibly froze, momentarily short-circuiting even amid their flight.

Soon, she nodded resolutely, “Alright! If we both live, I’ll go on a date with you!”

“Deal—a full, proper couple’s date!” Zhou Yan chuckled, then suddenly pushed Luo Xuan.

She released her grip on his waist, letting him fall into the field below.

In the next moment, her armor’s surface shimmered with bright blue light paths.

Second Gear!

By shedding the burden of Zhou Yan and further unleashing the divine machine’s power, her speed surged dramatically.

Thundering footsteps sent mud flying as she sprinted over a hundred meters in a single second.

“Eh!” Xu Tianfang, still carrying both of them, was taken aback, then burst into wild laughter.

“Indeed, humans are no different in essence from us!”

“You think abandoning your companion gets you away?!”

“Naive!!!”

His black armor glowed white as he shifted into Second Gear, disregarding Zhou Yan left behind, and exploded forward in pursuit of Luo Xuan.

Luo Xuan kept her focus on the situation behind her. Confirming the pursuer followed her as Zhou Yan predicted, she exhaled in relief.

She instinctively quickened her pace, a grim smile flickering across her face.

Second Gear, even without fierce combat, only allowed her mental strength to endure about a minute.

Yet the Skinflayer, who had taken the master’s place, inherited not only his physique but also his spiritual resilience. Even an aged master was far stronger than her.

“I might die.”

“But even if I do, Zhou Yan will take good care of Xiao Ke.”

“A date...”

A blush colored beneath Luo Xuan’s mask before she steeled herself.

“The longer I hold out, the better Zhou Yan’s chance to live!”

She ran faster.

*

Two figures, one white, one black, raced wildly toward the distant suburbs.

*

In the fields, Zhou Yan slid forward several meters on momentum.

Then, in the next instant, executed a simple somersault to stand.

As he rose, he retracted the divine machine’s hand from his left arm into the Ghost Gourd and equipped the Ghost King’s Arm.

His life talisman transformed into armor mode, fully covering his face to conceal his true identity.

“Xuan’s strength is really something.”

A faint smile appeared beneath Zhou Yan’s helmet.

Playing the fool to deceive the tiger was exhausting at times.

But to ensure safe growth, the act must go on.

He quickly stretched his body and looked to the white and black streaks already a kilometer ahead, entering the deep mountains.

A smirk tugged at his lips.

Playing the fool was tiring.

Now... it was time to eat the tiger.

‘Super Fusion’

[Activate Talent: Super Fusion]

[Fusion Material: Shuten Doji’s Demon Horn]

A pair of jet-black demon horns materialized, merging with Zhou Yan amid a radiant glow.

In a flash, his form transformed within endless strange light.

Crimson, fierce armor enveloped him, terrifying energy radiating outward, flattening the surrounding rice stalks in circular patterns.

[Fusion Complete]

[Fusion Life Talisman Form—Dominating Demon God]

Zhou Yan raised his armored right fist, feeling his newfound power.

His smile deepened.

As expected, under the new Dao Path ability “Resonance,” the fusion form boosted his attributes by an additional thirty percent!

Then, he tested his “Demon God” transformation.

Activating the amplification skill, he saw his attribute bonus jump from 100 to 130.

The Dao Path of Shànqìng was truly formidable!

“My physique now nearly surpasses four hundred... previously, this required extra demonic energy enhancement.”

Feeling the surge of power, he took a sprinting stance.

Time to rescue Luo Xuan!

Boom!

A massive mud pit appeared out of nowhere.

Zhou Yan vanished, transforming into a crimson streak dashing toward the mountains.

*

In the mountains,

The silver-white figure darted swiftly through towering trees, her lithe form graceful and ethereal.

Behind her, thunderous sounds of destruction echoed, deepening Luo Xuan’s grim expression.

Yet her face was pale, more than just by her look.

Second Gear mode taxed her mental endurance greatly; nearly twenty seconds had passed, giving her a splitting headache.

‘I overestimated myself...’ Luo Xuan frowned.

‘Second Gear is sustainable for only a minute at best, and I forgot the mental strain from sparring with Sister Chu Wan this morning hasn’t fully healed...’

‘I can’t keep running!’

With resolve, she bit her lip and pivoted, launching herself forward.

Behind her, the agitated Xu Tianfang laughed wildly, rushing to meet her with his weapon—a black long halberd.

Luo Xuan raised her sword simultaneously.

The two clashed with terrifying force.

Light paths flickered over their armor surfaces.

The collision was fierce.

The strike caused Luo Xuan to cough up blood.

No chance to win!

Her mind raced.

He was a master, inherently stronger.

His divine machine was no weaker than hers.

“I have only ten moves before I perish!”

Just then, Xu Tianfang’s black halberd suddenly flexed and lengthened, transforming into a whip-like form.

With a roar, he swung the extended whip, which became a swirling black shadow, enveloping Luo Xuan like ink.

Northern Abyss Killing Technique—Basilisk Devour!

The whip shadows obscured her vision.

Pale-faced, her head pounding, she forced the divine machine’s energies to surge and gripped her white-handled silver sword tightly.

She fixed her gaze on the core of the endless whip shadow.

In a flash, she raised her sword high.

Brilliant silver light coalesced on the blade.

Empty mind.

Body of steel.

Forged into this sword.

Southern Bright Secret Sword—Chongming!

The silver radiance solidified, slashing forward at the whip’s heart relentlessly.

Weapons clashed.

Clang!!!

A deafening clash shattered the air like thunder.

Xu Tianfang’s black form was blasted backward like a missile, crashing through several trees and landing nearly a hundred meters away.

He rolled, then sprang up.

A gush of blood seeped from beneath his black mask, yet he laughed wildly.

“So this is your desperate move? Is it meaningful?!”

He laughed as he charged again, transforming into a streak of shadow toward Luo Xuan.

Meanwhile, Luo Xuan’s armor and weapon automatically deactivated, reverting into boxes.

Blood sprayed from her body; her face was pale, her expression a cold mix of despair.

The girl collapsed to her knees, then gradually toppled forward.

“Zhou Yan... next life, I’ll go on that date with you.”

Muttering the words, her eyes blurred.

Before losing consciousness, she seemed to see a crimson shadow collide with the incoming black armor, sending it flying.

Xu Tianfang had only run halfway when a terrifying alarm rose in his mind.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed the red figure rushing at him.

In the next moment, before he could even assume a defensive stance, the attacker’s strike hit him squarely.

Boom!

A terrifying force exploded, sending him flying with a single punch.

Xu Tianfang smashed through several trees, flying dozens of meters.

Rising again, blood spurted even more fiercely from beneath his mask.

He looked up cautiously, dread in his eyes, just in time to see the crimson figure turn and approach Luo Xuan, helping the fainted girl sit beneath a tree.

“Xuan, if you’d run just ten seconds longer, you wouldn’t have suffered this,” Zhou Yan said helplessly, feeding a life essence pill into her mouth.

He’d nearly caught up to them but hadn’t expected the girl to turn and fight.

Truly unexpected.

When Luo Xuan’s pale complexion began to flush after taking the pill, Zhou Yan exhaled in relief.

He stood and faced the wary Xu Tianfang.

The creature hesitated, intimidated by this sudden powerful presence, reluctant to approach.

Zhou Yan, however, advanced without hesitation, stepping closer.

As he walked, he spoke calmly:

“I had wanted a proper spar with you.

“But you insisted on courting death by hurting my people.

“There’s no choice.

“Now, with the most terrifying power at my command, I will utterly destroy you—not leaving even a trace behind.

“On the road to the Yellow Springs, repent well for crossing me.”

Super Fusion!

[Activate Talent: Super Fusion—Multiple Fusion]

[Fusion Material: Endless Desire to Shoot]

A strange light burst from the center of Zhou Yan’s helmet.

Time seemed to freeze.

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