The King of Hell, so powerful that his enemies trembled.
Tara's consciousness began to blur. She had considered many possibilities, but never imagined that she would be unable to fight back in front of Ning Beichen.
At this moment, she finally understood why Lord Beile had failed, and why even the Black Dragon King could not deal with Ning Beichen.
This guy was not human at all, or rather, not an enemy she could handle.
However, she had one last chance: to release a forbidden sorcery using the skull of Crow Ancestor.
But once this sorcery was unleashed, the Crow Ancestor's skull would be destroyed.
The Crow Ancestor's skull had been lent to her by the Black Dragon King and did not belong to her. If she didn't return it to the Black Dragon King, he would surely not let her go.
But that was a matter for a year later. She was on the brink of death now. If she didn't use it, she would die now instead of waiting for later.
"Crow Ancestor, save me!"
Tara cried out and crushed the Crow Ancestor's skull with all her might.
"Buzz."
The Crow Ancestor's skull emitted a red mist, and within the mist, a giant bloody skull appeared, letting out a terrifying roar.
Ning Beichen immediately felt a thick, dangerous evil energy, far beyond ordinary danger. He had no time to do anything, so he grabbed Liu Yilin's hand and fled directly through his room's window.
The bloody skull, however, passed through the wall as if it were nothing. The wall was completely unable to stop it. It seemed to have its sights set on Ning Beichen and was relentlessly pursuing him.
After Ning Beichen brought Liu Yilin outside, he snapped his fingers, emitting a sharp sound to summon Feng Wu, who was nearby.
Feng Wu appeared soon after. She hadn't come earlier because Tara had entered with them, and therefore, Tara was not on Feng Wu's surveillance list.
Moreover, everything that had happened had occurred indoors. No matter how skilled Feng Wu was, she didn't have X-ray vision to see what was happening inside. It wasn't until Ning Beichen sent her a signal that she knew something was wrong, and she rushed over immediately.
Then she saw Ning Beichen dragging Liu Yilin, frantically evading a bloody skull that was chasing them.
This bloody skull, which had initially been the size of a human head, began to grow larger and larger, now several meters in size.
This sight stunned Feng Wu. She was an assassin, yes, but she had never encountered such a bizarre entity before.
She wasn't afraid of enemies or beasts; even if facing an elephant, she could handle it calmly.
But what the hell was this bloody skull? Feng Wu had no idea how to deal with it.
However, Feng Wu still acted, aiming her sniper rifle at the bloody skull and firing.
Her bullet, however, passed straight through the bloody skull and hit a decorative tree behind it.
"Feng Wu, you can't deal with this thing. You take Liu Yilin and leave."
Ning Beichen shouted to her.
He had called Feng Wu over not to deal with this entity, but to protect Liu Yilin.
Feng Wu nodded. With the composure and calmness of an assassin, she immediately went to take Liu Yilin and ran. It didn't matter whether Liu Yilin wanted to go or not; if she didn't, Feng Wu would decisively knock her out and take her.
She didn't waste time dithering there, worrying about whether Ning Beichen could handle this thing.
Fortunately, the bloody skull was only chasing Ning Beichen and not them, allowing them to escape safely.
"Feng Wu, quickly go and help Ning Beichen."
After Feng Wu brought Liu Yilin to a safe place, Liu Yilin said anxiously.
"No, I can't deal with that thing. Even if I go back, I won't be able to help him. My mission is to protect you."
Feng Wu replied with terrifying calmness, unmoved by Liu Yilin's desperate pleas.
"Miss Liu, you don't need to worry about Brother Chen. If even he can't handle it, he'll find a way to escape."
Feng Wu reassured her.
Meanwhile, Ning Beichen was playing cat and mouse with the bloody skull, and for the moment, he couldn't think of a good way to deal with it.
His physical attacks had no effect on this thing. If they had even the slightest effect, Ning Beichen wouldn't be in such a sorry state.
Ning Beichen dodged, cursing inwardly.
He had dealt with several sorcerers before, but none as perverted as this. However, when he dealt with sorcerers in the past, the most effective method was to eliminate them immediately.
Ning Beichen had done the same this time, expecting that woman Tara was finished.
But who would have thought she could turn the tables like this.
"No, I can't keep dodging.
It seems like the longer this thing exists, the larger it becomes. If this continues, even Hai Zhou New Town will be covered by it."
Ning Beichen looked at the increasingly large bloody skull, his heart filled with anxiety.
He himself could not leave this place.
Once he left,
he would not be able to control this bloody skull.
Since ordinary physical attacks couldn't harm this thing, he had to use non-physical means.
With this thought, Ning Beichen stopped circling and ran back towards his room, as all his belongings were inside.
After dodging the bloody skull's attack, Ning Beichen jumped back through the window and immediately opened the safe in the corner, taking out his leather suitcase.
As the bloody skull approached him, Ning Beichen took out a vajra from the suitcase.
The vajra was covered in dense Tibetan script. Ning Beichen held it in his hand. He had obtained this item from a living Buddha, and he refused to believe that he couldn't deal with such an evil entity.
As the ancient saying goes,
Evil cannot overcome good!
Ning Beichen, holding the vajra, charged towards the bloody skull.
The vajra, like a drill, pierced into the red bloody mist, as if piercing through some barrier.
Furthermore, circles of golden rings appeared on the vajra, with mysterious Tibetan script rotating outside the rings. The ethereal sound of a living Buddha chanting mysterious scriptures could also be clearly heard.
The skull within the red bloody mist struggled violently, and amidst the mist, sounds of crying, roaring, screaming, and the growls of beasts could be heard, mixed together, like sounds from hell, causing Ning Beichen to bleed from all his orifices.
But Ning Beichen was not intimidated. He held the vajra tightly, his will unwavering.
"Ning Beichen, Ning Beichen, let go of me, I can't breathe..."
However, at this moment, Ning Beichen heard Qiu Qiu's voice within the bloody mist.