119: Chapter 119 The Breaker Arrives

"Beast, release Lin Feng immediately, or I will fight you to the death!" Pavilion Master Ji Linger screamed in anger!

Clutching her longsword, she charged forward madly.

"Haha, lowly ant, don't be in such a rush. Once I finish refining your companion, it will be your turn soon!" Paper Spirit laughed triumphantly.

As he finished speaking, countless Paper Figures of various colors swarmed out from within his body, rushing toward Pavilion Master Ji Linger.

"Die, die, die..." Pavilion Master Ji Linger appeared to be in a frenzy, her longsword dancing in a flurry that left no room for error!

Terrifying sword beams shot out continuously!

Ruthlessly shredding the incoming Paper Figures!

Unfortunately, as one batch of Paper Figures died, another batch was born.

It went on in an endless cycle, seemingly without end.

While fighting, Pavilion Master Ji Linger glanced toward the altar!

Upon seeing it, her heart trembled violently, and a thick sense of despair welled up in her heart.

She saw that Lin Feng, on the altar, was like a puppet that had lost its mind!

His gaze was dull, and he stood there blankly, motionless.

"I'm sorry, Lin Feng. It's all my fault. If I hadn't been so overconfident and insisted on bringing you here to kill this Paper Spirit, you wouldn't have ended up like this!" Pavilion Master Ji Linger felt as if her heart were being pricked by needles, and tears streamed down her face.

...

What Pavilion Master Ji Linger did not know was...

At this moment, Lin Feng was in a strange state of Divine Soul Emergence.

This was a small, picturesque mountain village.

The entire village had a countless population.

The villagers worked from sunrise to sunset every day.

Although life was simple, they were very happy!

In the village lived a paper crafter.

This man was named Wang Ming.

His paper crafting techniques were passed down from his Old Ancestors.

Passed down from generation to generation.

By the time it reached him, it was already the 108th generation.

Although Wang Ming was young, his paper crafting skills were superb, and he had gained everyone's trust.

Whenever someone in the village passed away or when they needed to pay respects to their ancestors, they would come to Wang Ming to craft a few Paper Figures.

One night, a strange woman dressed in black knocked on his door late at night, asking for a pair of young boy and girl Paper Figures to be buried with her child who had just died prematurely.

The woman was very generous, but she repeatedly urged Wang Ming to use his best skills and make them look as much like real people as possible, the more lifelike, the better.

Wang Ming thought the strange woman was from a neighboring village, so he agreed immediately!

Immediately, he worked through the night, using all his skills to craft a pair of extremely exquisite Paper Figures of a boy and a girl!

Except for their white eyes, everything else was almost like a real person.

The second night, the woman came again late at night, saying she wanted to pick up the goods.

Seeing the Paper Figures Wang Ming had crafted, the woman was very satisfied and smiled, saying, "Master Wang, your craftsmanship is truly excellent. The Paper Figures are lifelike, just like real people. It's a pity they lack a bit of spirit. Why not dot their eyes?"

"Madam, absolutely not! According to the rules of the trade, Paper Figures must not have their eyes dotted. Dotting the eyes will summon souls. These Paper Figures' eyes must never be dotted!" Wang Ming was shocked and shook his head to refuse without hesitation.

"Fine then. You go out for a while. These two Paper Figures look quite like my pair of children who just passed away. I want to stay here, keep them company for a while, and talk to them!" The woman waved her hand!

"Very well, Madam!" Wang Ming suspected nothing, nodded, left the room, and waited outside the courtyard!

However!

Not long after he left!

A shrill scream suddenly came from inside the room.

At the same time, there was a series of crashing sounds from inside the room.

Wang Ming was shocked and quickly pushed the door open to enter.

Upon looking, his eyes were almost bursting with rage!

He saw two lifelike Paper Figures standing in the room.

The originally blank eyes had been dotted by someone.

They were pitch black, like unfathomable abysses.

The strange woman was sprawled in a pool of blood, lifeless.

The tables and chairs in the room were all overturned, in a complete mess.

"Giggle... brother, come and play with us!"

Just then, the pair of Paper Figures swooshed toward Wang Ming, circling around him continuously.

Wang Ming's body stiffened, and blood gushed wildly from his seven orifices...

That night, the rain poured down heavily!

The entire mountain village was plunged into a terrifying bloodbath. The two Paper Figures rushed into every household like lightning, starting a massacre.

After slaughtering the entire village, the two Paper Figures quickly merged into one, turning into Wang Ming's appearance.

Many years later!

An old Daoist priest with white hair, accompanied by three Disciples, passed by the Desolate Village.

Sensing the terrifying Yin Qi emanating from the Desolate Village, the old Daoist priest was greatly alarmed.

"The Paper Spirit in this Desolate Village has reached the Peak of the Divine Transformation Realm. If it is not contained, once it advances to the Heaven-Human Realm, my Great Liang Dynasty will surely be plunged into misery and suffering! Disciples, follow your master to kill this fiend and eliminate this scourge for the people!"

After saying this, the old Daoist priest immediately led his three Disciples and rushed into the Desolate Village.

"Hehehe..."

"The Desolate Village is off-limits. Those who trespass... die!"

Just then, a huge Paper Figure floated over, blocking their path.

"Disciples, quickly follow your master to set up the Suppression and Exorcism Formation to suppress and kill this fiend!" The old Daoist priest shouted!

Following the order, the old Daoist priest and the three Disciples all took out countless Formation Materials.

Forming a Seal with a finger, all the Materials vanished into the Void Realm.

Soon, a massive Suppression and Exorcism Formation took shape, tightly suppressing the Paper Spirit within.

"Gaga... you think this measly broken Formation you set up can suppress me?" The Paper Spirit laughed, looking up!

Immediately, countless Paper Figures of various colors surged from his body, slamming madly against the surrounding Formation.

Boom, boom, boom...

The loud noises shook the heavens!

The light shield transformed by the Suppression and Exorcism Formation began to tremble continuously.

Terrifying cracks of varying depths spread across the surface of the Formation like spider webs.

"Master, that Paper Spirit is too strong. Our Suppression and Exorcism Formation cannot suppress it at all!" One Disciple shouted in alarm.

The old Daoist priest looked at the Paper Spirit struggling wildly inside the Formation, his white eyebrows deeply furrowed.

At this critical moment, the old Daoist priest gritted his teeth, and a flash of intense determination crossed his eyes!

With a thought, he quickly took out a broken sword from his Storage Pouch.

"If I use this incomplete heavenly sword as the core of the Formation, combined with the Suppression and Exorcism Formation, I will surely be able to completely Seal this Paper Spirit!" the old Daoist priest muttered to himself!

"But Master, this incomplete heavenly sword is something you obtained with such difficulty from that ancient Secret Realm!" A Disciple nearby saw this, his expression changed, and he loudly advised, "If you use it to suppress the Paper Spirit, won't you lose a Heaven-Defying Magic Treasure forever?"

"For the sake of the common people, what is there to regret about losing one incomplete heavenly sword?"

After saying this, the old Daoist priest resolutely slashed his palm, and pale golden blood quickly surged into the broken sword!

"Go!" Immediately, he flicked his large sleeve!

The broken sword shot out like lightning, merging into the Suppression and Exorcism Formation.

"Seal!" The old Daoist priest shouted again!

The entire Suppression and Exorcism Formation began to shrink rapidly, turning into a light sphere the size of a fist, firmly Sealing the Paper Spirit inside.

The old Daoist priest grabbed the light sphere and walked to the Dry Well in the center of the village!

With a flick of his hand, he threw the Sealed light sphere inside.

Next, the old Daoist priest took out a large stack of Talismans and sealed the entire Dry Well tightly!

"Master, does this mean the Paper Spirit will never be able to do evil again from now on?" one Disciple asked!

"Not so!" Hearing this, the old Daoist priest couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake his head, muttering, "My cultivation is limited; I cannot completely kill this fiend! I can only forcibly Seal it temporarily! A thousand years later, the Seal will loosen, the Paper Spirit will reappear, and the Breaker will arrive..."

"The Breaker? Who is he?" the Disciple asked in confusion!

"The Master of the broken sword!"