141: Chapter 141 Red Lotus Karmic Fire Burns the Fiend Corpse

"Die!"

The Fire Poison Sha Corpse let out a roar.

The arm pieced together from red-hot scrap iron and charred human bones lifted abruptly.

The thick, glowing red-hot chain tore through the air, carrying a wave of sulfur heat as it smashed straight toward Lin Ye's face.

Before the chain even arrived, the terrifying high temperature had already baked the cement ground along the way until it cracked.

Lin Ye toetapped the ground, his figure eerily shifting half a meter to the left.

"Boom!"

The chain slammed fiercely into the spot where Lin Ye had just been standing.

The hard cement floor slab was smashed on the spot into a large pit half a meter in diameter.

Gravel mixed with dark red molten iron splattered in all directions, directly igniting several surrounding waste sewing machines.

Lin Ye's gaze turned slightly cold.

This monster's entire body had already fused with the waste steel in this factory building.

Its physical defense was ridiculously high, and it carried extreme fire poison naturally.

If it were an ordinary Xuanmen Taoist, just getting within three meters of it would cause their lungs to be burned through by this fire poison.

But Lin Ye was different.

Pure Yang Dao Body, immune to all spells, was least afraid of this kind of sinister poisonous fire.

"Quite big, but unfortunately too slow."

Lin Ye sneered, using the cover of flying gravel to exert force with a single leg, leaping into the air.

The soul-suppressing copper coin sword in his right hand traced a blinding gold-red Qi in mid-air, precisely slashing at the wrist joint of the monster holding the chain.

"Clang!"

Sparks flew in all directions.

The Pure Yang True Fire on the soul-suppressing copper coin sword followed the blade edge, frantically drilling into the gaps of the Sha Corpse's joints.

The monster let out a painful howl.

On the surface of its thick arm, a gap more than ten centimeters long was forcibly cut open by the Pure Yang Qi, flowing with scalding black corpse oil.

The corpse oil dripped onto the ground, instantly igniting clusters of grim green phosphorous fire.

"I'm going to sew you... into the footboard!"

The Fire Poison Sha Corpse was thoroughly enraged.

The several red-hot iron plates on its chest area opened and closed violently, taking a deep breath.

The stray fire poison and grievance in the surrounding air frantically converged toward its mouth.

"Whoosh!"

A waterfall of gloomy green corpse fire gushed out from the monster's mouth, burning toward Lin Ye overwhelmingly.

This corpse fire carried extremely strong corrosiveness and high temperature; the air along the way was burned until it twisted and deformed, and even the red bricks on the ground were burned into a dark red glazed state.

Lin Ye landed, his hands rapidly forming hand seals.

"Heaven is round and earth is square, laws and orders in nine chapters. As I now write, all ghosts submit and hide!"

Lin Ye forcefully inserted the lightning-struck peach wood sword in his left hand into the cement ground in front of him.

His right hand pulled out a [Taiyi Heavenly Thunder Talisman] from his tactical backpack, slapping it onto the hilt of the sword with a crisp sound.

"Thunder, rise!"

Lin Ye let out a low shout.

The remaining century-old heavenly thunder power within the lightning-struck peach wood sword was instantly detonated by the yellow talisman.

A purple-gold thunder pillar slashed down from thin air, fiercely colliding with the gushing gloomy green corpse fire.

"Boom!"

Thunder and fire intertwined.

Two completely different violent energies suddenly exploded in the center of the workshop.

The violent wind rolled backward, and the heatwave flipped dozens of surrounding sewing machines away, heavily smashing them against the wall.

Ms. Jiang, hiding at the doorway, screamed repeatedly in fright.

If it hadn't been for a layer of cold barrier released by Leng Yue blocking in front, she would have already turned into a roasted charred corpse.

The energy aftermath dissipated.

Lin Ye stood in place, the black windbreaker on his body snapping loudly in the hot wind.

Looking at that Fire Poison Sha Corpse, however, it was forced back three large steps by the heavenly thunder strike.

The several iron plates on its chest were blown until they curled and deformed, exposing a beating dark red crystal core inside.

That was the origin Sha Dan of the Fire Poison Sha Corpse.

Lin Ye's gaze congealed, pulling up the peach wood sword in front of him, stepping on the Nine Purple Gang Steps, preparing to strike while the iron is hot and directly shatter its Sha Dan.

Just at the moment Lin Ye was about to rush out.

A cold and soft hand suddenly reached out from behind, gently pressing onto his sword-holding wrist.

The temperature of that hand was extremely low, instantly dispelling the restless heatwave around Lin Ye completely.

"Husband, this thing's body is too dirty, it will dirty your clothes."

Leng Yue slightly raised her head, her dark golden eyes carrying tenderness and heartache.

Her slender fingers smoothly slid across the back of Lin Ye's hand, gently pressing down the two magical swords in his hand.

Afterward, she turned her head, looking at the Fire Poison Sha Corpse ahead that had just stabilized its figure.

"A mere piece of trash fused from corpse fire and earth fire, how dare you play with fire in front of my husband?"

Leng Yue's voice was as cold as ice, echoing in the empty workshop.

The moment her voice fell, she took a step forward, raising that pale-as-jade right hand, and clenching towards mid-air.

"Hum!"

The space of the entire second-floor workshop underwent a violent distortion at this moment.

The gloomy green corpse fire and sulfur heatwave that originally filled the air began to frantically tremble and retreat like mice encountering a natural enemy.

A palm-sized dark red lotus flower slowly bloomed in Leng Yue's palm.

[Red Lotus Karmic Fire].

This was the origin fire belonging to the drought demon.

Burning all karmic obstacles, igniting all sins.

It was not something that mortal temperatures could measure; this was an ultimate rule reaching deep into the soul.

The instant the red lotus bloomed.

The massive body of the Fire Poison Sha Corpse suddenly froze.

The raging corpse fires inside its body, under the suppression of the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, made "hissing" sounds and then extinguished on a large scale.

It wanted to back away, wanted to escape.

But Leng Yue didn't give it a chance at all.

"Kneel down."

Leng Yue parted her red lips slightly, spitting out two cold words.

With a casual wave of her hand, the Red Lotus Karmic Fire in her palm transformed into a slender dark red thread of fire, instantly crossing a distance of more than ten meters and lightly wrapping around the neck of the Fire Poison Sha Corpse.

"Ah!!!"

The Sha Corpse let out a deafening, tragic howl.

The seemingly fragile dark red fire thread, the moment it contacted the Sha Corpse's body, directly ignored its hard steel outer shell and ignited the most core grievance inside its body.

The massive Fire Poison Sha Corpse's legs went soft, and it heavily knelt down onto the cement ground in front of Leng Yue.

The heavy iron-clad knees smashed two deep pits into the ground.

Leng Yue paced with elegant steps, stepping on the scrap iron and corpse ash all over the floor, walking step by step toward the monster.

The monster desperately waved that red-hot chain, wanting to counterattack.

Leng Yue didn't even look, directly extending her left hand and grabbing that high-temperature chain capable of melting steel.

"Sizzle!"

Leng Yue's wrist flicked slightly.

"Click."

The two-meter-long chain turned into a pile of ice shards on the ground, shattering apart.

This scene made Ms. Jiang in the back look like her eyeballs were about to pop out.

She swore that in all her life filming countless paranormal videos, she had never seen such an absurd picture.

Bare-handed crushing a malevolent ghost's magical artifact, is this fucking still human?

"Too noisy."

Leng Yue's right-hand fingers suddenly tightened.

The Red Lotus Karmic Fire wrapped around the Sha Corpse's neck instantly flared greatly.

The dark red flames drilled into the Sha Corpse's seven orifices, frantically devouring its origin.

The monster's massive body began to twitch violently.

Those steel bones pieced together rapidly turned into molten iron, flowing all over the ground.

In less than ten seconds.

This Fire Poison Sha Corpse that had entrenched itself in the abandoned factory for thirty years was completely burned into a pile of smoking debris.

Leng Yue stood in front of the ashes, extending two fingers.

Pinching out a dark red bead the size of a longan, crystal clear, from the debris.

That was the [Fire Poison Sha Dan] condensed from all the fire poison and grievance of this Sha Corpse.

The external impurities had already been completely refined by the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, leaving only the purest energy.

Leng Yue turned around, walking up to Lin Ye as if asking for credit.

She handed that scalding Sha Dan into Lin Ye's palm, then gently rubbed her cold and peerlessly beautiful face against Lin Ye's shoulder.

"Husband, the fire poison contained in this bead is very pure; taking it back and placing it on the array disk of the quiet room can help you accelerate the operation speed of Pure Yang True Qi."

"Or... giving it to that foodie Frost Star to chew like jelly beans is fine too."

Lin Ye looked at the priceless Sha Dan in his hand, casually rubbing Leng Yue's silver hair.

"Well done, go back and buy a few sets of the latest seasonal silk pajamas as a bonus."

Hearing the four words "silk pajamas", a rare wave of anticipation flashed through Leng Yue's eyes, and she obediently nodded.

With the destruction of the Fire Poison Sha Corpse, the terrifying heatwave in the workshop completely dissipated.

The hundreds of charred female ghosts that had been lying in the corners of the wall finally dared to lift their heads at this moment.

The charred flesh on their bodies also gradually receded, restoring their young and delicate faces from before they were alive.

The workshop director's oppression and the imprisonment of the Fire-Baked Yin Furnace Bureau that bound them for thirty years were completely shattered by Lin Ye and Leng Yue.

The hundreds of female ghosts uniformly bowed deeply toward the direction of Lin Ye and Leng Yue.

Afterwards, their bodies turned into specks of white light, dissipating into the night sky, thoroughly liberated, and heading to the Underworld for reincarnation.

"Let's go, the order is done, go back to the shop to wrap things up."

Lin Ye put the Sha Dan into his tactical backpack, stepped over the molten iron residue on the ground, and walked toward the stairwell.

Ms. Jiang followed closely behind, tumbling and crawling; even if beaten to death now, she wouldn't dare leave these two fierce people by even half a step.

Two o'clock in the morning.

The black george patton off-road vehicle returned to Taiping Old Street.

Pushing open the glass door of the Funeral Shop.

The atmosphere in the lobby was exceptionally quiet.

Fatty Wang was dozing on the sofa, and Frost Star was hugging her phone leaning in Ayugu's arms, the two seemingly watching some funny video.

And Little Chen, lying in the Three Talents Evil-Locking Array, still had the yellow talisman on his forehead tightly pasted.

"Ayugu, tear off the talisman on his forehead."

Lin Ye stepped forward, pulling out the Soul-Gathering Talisman sealing the shadow from his pocket.

Ayugu obediently tore off the soul-suppressing talisman.

Lin Ye ignited a wisp of Pure Yang fire at his fingertips, igniting the Soul-Gathering Talisman, circling it three times above Little Chen's head.

"Soul return to the body, shadow enter its original form. Drop!"

As the talisman ashes fell, the originally empty spot on the carpet gradually emerged with a complete black human-shaped outline.

Little Chen's shadow finally came back.

At the same time, the terrifying palm print composed of countless tiny tooth marks on Little Chen's neck also rapidly faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, eventually leaving not even a trace of a scar.

"Cough cough cough!"

Accompanied by a burst of violent coughing, Little Chen, who had been unconscious for a full day, abruptly opened his eyes and sat up straight.

"Little Chen! You're awake! You're finally awake!" Ms. Jiang cried tears of joy, rushing over and hugging him tightly.

"Sister Ling... I... why am I here? I feel like I had a very long and terrifying dream... In the dream, there were so many charred people biting my neck..."

Little Chen was still shaken, his voice extremely hoarse.

"It's fine, it's fine, Master Lin saved you."

Ms. Jiang wiped her tears and quickly turned around to thank Master Lin.

Lin Ye only faintly waved his hand: "Taking money to do work, money and goods are settled."

"Your bad luck has been suppressed by me, go back and drink some ginger soup, and bask in the sun more these few days. The door is in the back, walk slowly and won't see you off."

He now just wanted to quickly take this Fire Poison Sha Dan to the underground quiet room to refine it.

Ms. Jiang expressed endless gratitude, supporting the weak Little Chen out of the Funeral Shop.

The night breeze was slightly cool.

Little Chen sat in the passenger seat of the pink Porsche, and as soon as he fastened his seatbelt, he suddenly felt an itchy sensation in his throat.

"Cough cough..."

He dry coughed twice more.

Following closely, a lump of dark foreign object was coughed out by him from deep in his throat, spat into his palm.

Little Chen lowered his head to look using the reading light inside the car.

That was not phlegm at all!

That was a lump of black paper soaked in saliva and crumpled into a ball.

On the edge of the paper fragment, there was still a hint of pungent, low-quality incense ash smell.

Little Chen was stunned, subconsciously using trembling fingers to slowly unfold the paper ball.

Ms. Jiang, sitting in the driver's seat, also leaned over.

The moment the paper ball was completely unfolded, the blood of the two instantly froze.

That was a black card the size of hell money.

Right in the center of the card, a line of crooked words was written in dark red bloodstains:

[Your order has been maliciously cancelled, the Yellow Springs Market administrator has intervened, and a new order is being dispatched.]