194: Chapter 194 The Demonic Woman in the Form of Desire

The night wind at Jiangzhou Port mingled with the distinct briny scent of the East China Sea, but at this moment, it was completely overwritten by a scorched stench and the lingering heat of the Pure Yang thunder fire.

Lin Ye transformed into a golden-red stream of light and charged into the sea of fire.

On the outer periphery of the cruise ship's wreckage, the cooperation between Leng Yue and Frost Star was simply flawless, vividly demonstrating the concept of "trapping the dog behind closed doors" to the absolute extreme.

"Sister, there are so many disgusting little bugs in the water wanting to run!"

Frost Star stood on a huge reef at the edge of the dock.

Her iconic silver-blue twin tails moved without any wind, and a chilling glint of excitement flickered in her heterochromatic pupils.

She didn't need to use her dark blue bone knife at all; she merely gently stamped her exquisite little foot, wearing a pair of cute sandals, onto the surface of the sea.

"Click, click!"

An absolute zero degree that could freeze even the soul spread wildly across the sea in all directions, centered around her tender white toes!

The originally turbulent waters of the East China Sea were forcibly frozen within a few short seconds into thousands-of-years-old black ice several meters thick!

Those mutated corpse puppets and flesh tentacles that attempted to escape along the seawater and cling to the bottom of the cruise ship were instantly frozen into crystal-clear ice sculptures, maintaining their ferocious poses with bared fangs and brandished claws, forever fixed on the ice surface.

"Guard your position well, and don't let those filthy things dirty Husband's shoes."

Leng Yue stood on the other side. She extended her slender, pale jade hand, and her fingertips gently traced across the void.

"Boom!"

A dark red Red Lotus Karmic Fire wall dozens of meters high rose from the ground, hugging closely to the edge of the ice frozen by Frost Star!

The extremely cold Nether Corpse Qi and the extremely hot Red Lotus Karmic Fire—these two extreme powers that should have been incompatible like water and fire—formed a bizarre balance at this moment, sealing the entire fractured amaterasu tightly inside an absolute cage of ice and fire!

In the distance.

Standing beside The Ninth Bureau's armored vehicle, Deputy Director Gao Guoliang watched this scene through binoculars, his legs turning weak.

"Deputy Director... Th-This... Are these the family members by Boss Lin's side?"

A special operations agent of The Ninth Bureau swallowed a mouthful of saliva, an unmasked tremor in his voice.

"Freezing the sea with a single kick, lowering a wall of karma fire with a wave of the hand... Is this fucking legend a deity?!"

Deputy Director Gao Guoliang let out a bitter laugh and reached out to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Stop looking. Push the cordon back another two kilometers."

"Tonight, with Boss Lin guarding Great Xia's East China Sea defense line, even if all of Sakura Country's Takamagahara were moved over here, it would still suffer a crushing defeat and sink into the sand."

Deputy Captain Chu Hongyan bit her red lips, her pretty phoenix eyes staring fixedly in the direction of the cruise ship's ruins:

"This bastard... always makes people unable to figure out just how strong he really is..."

Meanwhile, at the bottom layer of the ruins inside the cruise ship.

Lin Ye nimbly shuttled between the tilted and collapsed luxury cabins.

The surrounding air was permeated with a pungent scorched smell and a bloody aura.

This top-tier cruise ship, which symbolized wealth and power, had now turned into a living hell.

Countless mutilated corpses lay strewn horizontally and vertically across the ground.

Judging from the gorgeous kariginu remaining on them, they were precisely those Sakura Country Onmyoji and chaebol dignitaries.

"Tsk tsk, how tragic. They spent billions buying tickets, only to board a pirate ship and become a buffet for their own monster."

Lin Ye stepped over the mummified corpse of an Onmyoji whose essential blood had been sucked dry, casually kicked away a katana that had fallen on the ground, and couldn't help but start complaining.

"Usually they look so badass in movies—shikigami this, Five Elements arts that—but when they encounter the real deal, they all turn into takeout lunchboxes one by one."

"This is the classic case of not working hard normally, and grieving in vain while running for your life."

While talking nonsense, his eyes were like radar, locking tightly onto the direction of the cruise ship's lowest bottom.

The remnant body of the ancient great monster whose physical body had been blasted to pieces by a single strike of his Taiyi Divine Thunder—its core monster core was lurking right there!

As Lin Ye kept moving deeper, the surrounding light became increasingly dim.

The bottom cabin, which should have been flooded by seawater, was at this moment filled with a layer of pink mist emitting an exotic fragrance.

"Hmm?"

Lin Ye stopped in his tracks and sniffed.

Mixed within this pink mist was a sweet aphrodisiac floral fragrance that could directly drill into a man's bone marrow and stir up the most primitive desires deep within his heart.

"Can't beat me so you start releasing poison gas? Or is it this kind of scummy aphrodisiac miasma?"

Lin Ye sneered.

If it were an ordinary Xuanmen cultivator, once they inhaled this pink monster miasma released by an ancient great monster, within three seconds their Qi and blood would flow in reverse, they would fall into endless hallucinations, and finally die from exhaustion of their essence.

But he was a freak who possessed the third stage of the Pure Yang Dao Body, "Ultimate Yang Golden Blood"!

Poison miasma of this level couldn't even break through the Pure Yang Qi on the surface of his body; the moment it got close, it was evaporated into nothingness.

"Bang!"

Lin Ye kicked open the heavily deformed and thick iron door of the engine room.

The scene inside made him unable to help raising an eyebrow.

Inside the massive engine room, there was no grim and terrifying huge demonic beast body as imagined, nor was there any disgusting scene of tentacles flying around.

On the contrary, under the illusion of sorcery, the environment here had turned into a Japanese-style interior room full of Eastern classical charm.

The tatami mats were covered with precious brocade, and lifelike ukiyo-e paintings were drawn on the surrounding screens.

Cherry blossom petals drifted in the air, accompanied by a burst of alluring shamisen music.

And right in the center of the room, on that wide mahogany low couch.

Lay a woman.

An peerless stunner who was enough to make ninety-nine percent of the men in the world instantly fall into ruin at just one glance!

It was precisely that ancient great monster named Yamata Blood Mirage.

What it excelled at most was piercing through human's deepest desires and utilizing illusions to carry out fatal seduction and counter-killing.

After witnessing Lin Ye's heaven-destroying and earth-shattering Pure Yang thunder magic, this old monster that had lived for over a thousand years knew very well that fighting head-on meant certain death.

It felt that although this Eastern man's Pure Yang body was domineering, as long as he was a man, he couldn't escape the knife hanging over the word 'lust'.

As long as it used its most proficient illusion, it would be able to completely suck this terrifying man dry!

I saw that the woman transformed from the blood mirage wearing a complex and gorgeous Eastern oiran kimono.

However, the way the kimono was worn was extremely dissolute.

The neckline was wide open, and her snow-white, delicate shoulders were completely exposed to the air. Following downwards from her exquisite collarbone were two mounds of snow-white plumpness that looked like they could burst out of their clothes at any moment.

Even Helena, who had just been acting as the "tea-serving maid" for Lin Ye above, would probably have to admit inferiority in front of such an exaggerated curve.

The woman's long hair was scattered across the tatami mats, her face blending innocence and bewitchment, her gaze shifting fluidly, with a hint of intoxicating rosy flush at the corners of her eyes.

She lay semi-recumbent on the tatami mat, her upper body slightly leaning back, her hands supporting behind her.

And the lower hem of that gorgeous kimono had already been boldly flipped up to her waist.

"..."