CHAPTER 1537: CHAPTER 1496: RETURN MY HAIR

After so many encounters, it was enough to prove that the flames from these little birds were simply ineffective against him. The Corpse Ghost King didn’t even bother to dodge, actively welcoming the overwhelming Fire Feather!

However, the moment his physical body touched the Fire Feather, the Corpse Ghost King’s expression suddenly changed!

"This... how is this possible!"

Looking at his scorched body, the Corpse Ghost King looked grim and roared, "Impossible! What did you do!"

This flame was distinctly different from before. Not only could it burn his flesh, but it was also extremely suppressive to the Extreme Yin Power within him!

"Call you stupid, and you’re exactly that. If we didn’t have a way to kill you, would we have come at you proactively? You dog, do you know how much we’ve sacrificed to kill you!"

As he spoke, Lu Chuan’s voice even choked up a bit.

"Damn you, give me back my hair!"

"I never took your hair!"

The Corpse Ghost King was on the verge of collapse.

He thought he was already quite insane, spending every day with corpses; it couldn’t be too normal.

But Lu Chuan was clearly more insane than he was, constantly mumbling about hair—what hair? It was simply madness!

"Die!"

Lu Chuan descended from the sky, stepping on the Corpse Ghost King’s chest. The flesh, as tough as iron, instantly caved in, the impact directly collapsing the ground. As the feeling of weightlessness came, Lu Chuan realized he had fallen to a place filled with countless coffins, presumably the hidden chamber.

"Lu Chuan, be careful!"

In the swirling thoughts, the Tower Spirit’s voice echoed by his ears. Lu Chuan instinctively turned sideways, narrowly avoiding a flash of cold light that sliced through his clothing!

"Corpse Puppets, awaken for me!"

The Corpse Ghost King screamed, and in the next moment, all the coffins around him flew open, with more than ten corpses rising from their confines, glaring viciously, aiming straight at Lu Chuan!

Seeing this scene, Lu Chuan half-squinted his eyes, grabbed a coffin lid, and slammed a half-demon Minotaur back into its coffin!

"Damn it, is this a resurrection? Don’t you know I don’t eat beef?"

"Lu Chuan! My body is over there!"

Following the direction Yun Yan pointed to, Lu Chuan indeed saw an extremely enchanting body standing behind the Corpse Ghost King.

"I’ll think of a way to approach. Can you regain control of your body?"

"Of course! Just send me into my body!"

"No problem, Huo Ling’er! Clear the field!"

Lu Chuan shouted up to the sky, and in response to Lu Chuan, the blazing Samadhi True Fire erupted!

Anyway, Lu Chuan had already asked the Tower Spirit—their masters of the bodies stored here were mostly already dead. Keeping them was just troublesome; might as well deal with them all at once to prevent future Corpse Ghosts from arising!

The Samadhi True Fire surged in, instantly filling the entire chamber. The Corpse Ghost King knew this thing was untouchable, quickly retreating, and Lu Chuan took the opportunity to rush forward, grabbing Yun Yan’s body tightly, urging, "Now’s the time!"

"Shut up! I’m breaking the seal! All because of that crazy woman! She actually sealed my body—I can’t enter!"

Watching the Samadhi True Fire spread over, Lu Chuan could only carry Yun Yan’s body and sprint away with all his might!

Lu Chuan didn’t care—his body had been tempered by the Samadhi True Fire, at most suffering some minor injuries. But if these flames reached Yun Yan’s body, it might turn into a dry fox carcass!

"Just a little more... succeeded!"

Yun Yan exclaimed with joy, rushing into her body, effortlessly erasing the Puppet Mark left by the Corpse Ghost King. Yun Yan’s body immediately regained its color, with her week’s skin turning smooth again, and her previously shriveled chest becoming plump.

"Get your hands off! Where do you think you’re touching!"

Feeling warmth at her chest, Yun Yan slapped Lu Chuan’s hand away in embarrassment and fury, saying, "If you dare touch me again, I’ll chop off your paws!"

"Enough nonsense! Put on some clothes first!"

Lu Chuan leaped up, finally jumping out of the chamber, then draped a robe over Yun Yan’s shoulders. She changed into the clothes, but the chest and hip areas were tight and uncomfortable.

No way around it—Yun Yan had a very voluptuous figure, even more so than Nalan Xuan. Lu Chuan’s clothes just didn’t fit.

"What’s with these clothes being so tight!"

"Why don’t you admit your butt is big?"

"So troublesome!"

Yun Yan furrowed her brows, threw off the robe, and conjured a gauzy long dress with her demonic power, smiling. "At last, I’m free!"

Feeling the warm blood rushing through her body, the soft sensation upon touching her skin, Yun Yan was in a great mood, finding even the rotting smell in the air somewhat sweet!

"Yun Yan, the Tower Spirit asked me to remind you she could pull you back into the Demon Suppression Pagoda anytime she wants, so don’t push it too far."

"Pah! I’m at the Integration Realm now! Trying to control me? Dream on! After being locked up for so long, I’ll feast on you to start!"

With that, Yun Yan suddenly opened her mouth, revealing sharp fangs, leaping at Lu Chuan!

In the next moment, a rope shot out from Little Tower, tightly wrapping around Yun Yan’s neck. She instinctively tugged at the rope, trying to break free, but all attempts ended in failure!

"See, what did I say? You just had to bring it on yourself!"

Lu Chuan gave a dismissive smirk, thinking there was indeed a reason the Tower Spirit kept her locked up.

Right? As soon as her objective was achieved, her true nature was revealed.

"Yun Yan, you just regained your body, yet you’re already eager for me to take it back?"

The Tower Spirit’s voice sounded by her ears, Yun Yan’s face changed, quickly putting on a fawning smile, saying, "I was just joking, don’t be so serious~"

"You had killing intent towards Lu Chuan—was that a joke too? Considering your recent good behavior, I’ll let it slide this time, but if it happens again, you’ll go back to the Demon Suppression Pagoda!"

"Yes, yes, I know my mistake, good sister, please release me. With the current threat, I can at least be of some help."

Seeing the Corpse Ghost King devour another Corpse Ghost and restoring his body, the Tower Spirit no longer restrained Yun Yan, allowing her to move freely.

Yun Yan was quite annoyed.

Damn it, she lost her body, and being toyed with by that crazy woman was bad enough. Now, even after fusing with her body, she still had to let that crazy woman boss her around—what’s the point of having a body?

"Maybe... escape now?"

Yun Yan blinked, the thought swelling in her mind.

Once she left here, she must find a way to escape, out of the Tower Spirit’s control!

By that time, with the vast world before her, could she not roam freely?

With that thought, Yun Yan quietly made up her mind.

However, Yun Yan didn’t realize that at this moment, all her thoughts were within the Tower Spirit’s grasp. After having been detained for so long, if the Tower Spirit didn’t have any countermeasures, it would be unworthy of the Demon Suppression Pagoda’s name.