Children have a knack for group fights, and with help joining in, Tan Wenbin began to circle around Bo Qi's form, seeking an opportunity to secretly strike.

But Li Zhiyuan also noticed that Bo Qi's form was gathering energy again, preparing for another surprise attack.

If after the next surprise attack, it doesn't attempt to escape but continues to attack me, then it definitely has a problem.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

Two invisible ripples spread out, like a bird's beak pecking down again.

Tan Wenbin let out another painful scream, clutching his head and retreating continuously, eventually sitting on the ground with tears streaming down.

The two resentful infants felt pain and wanted to cry, but when "Tan Wenbin" secretly turned his head and saw that Li Zhiyuan completely ignored him, he stopped crying and stood up again.

Yin Meng also showed a pained expression and stumbled back until she finally knelt on one knee on the ground.

Both opponents were forced back by my surprise attack, and Bo Qi's form didn't rush toward Li Zhiyuan but instead turned into a bird, about to escape.

Li Zhiyuan: He predicted my prediction; it has a big problem!

The young man controlled his impulse and still didn't take action.

At that moment, kneeling on the ground, Yin Meng, affected by this spiritual-level attack, triggered Walking Yin in a moment of shock.

She raised her head blankly and saw a black, dilapidated coffin receding in the distance.

The coffin seemed to have sensed her gaze and actually flew towards her actively.

In the real-world perspective, it was the bird that had flown a certain distance suddenly being pulled back by an external force.

Eventually, it fell in front of Yin Meng.

On the broken black coffin, obscure and incomprehensible runes flowed, emitting a majestic aura.

Bo Qi's form continually howled, desperately trying to break free but to no avail.

Yin Meng immediately wrapped her whip around Bo Qi's form, slapped the whip's handle with her palm, and all the toxic mist in the whip dispersed, turning colorful. The specific effect was something even Yin Meng herself didn't know.

Tan Wenbin, seeing the bird already caught, howled and wanted to rush up for revenge, but upon seeing the large area of toxic mist, he forcibly stopped himself from diving in.

From this, it can be seen that the two resentful infants really developed feelings for Tan Wenbin and knew how to cherish their foster father's body.

Yin Meng took various bottles and jars from her bag, not bothering to look at the labels and not even opening the lids, just smashing them onto Bo Qi's form. After breaking, various colored liquids inside splattered all over it, as if a dye shop had opened up.

Li Zhiyuan thought that if Yin Meng had a large pot at this time, filled with firewood underneath, and put Bo Qi's form on top to cook, Yin Meng could definitely achieve even better results.

With the black coffin suppressing it, Bo Qi's form could not break free and could only let Yin Meng continue to poison it.

This was a very despairing way to die, just watching that woman pour all sorts of things she could find on your body.

You could clearly see the kind of bewilderment and randomness that woman displayed while doing these things.

At this point, with all kinds of unimaginable pain coming, you no longer wanted to live nor struggle, only wishing that woman would quickly find a solution to end it swiftly.

But this seemed very difficult for the woman in front of me.

Finally, Yin Meng threw all that could be thrown from her whip, pockets, and bag.

At last, when there was truly nothing else to use, but Bo Qi's form still hadn't died, she could only stick the Evil-breaking Talisman on it as well.

The Evil-breaking Talisman was triggered by the evil aura on Bo Qi's form and began to burn directly, and Bo Qi's form began to swell, growing larger and larger.

With similar prior experience, Yin Meng immediately shouted to Tan Wenbin: "Quick, get back!"

Then, she quickly turned around and ran to Li Zhiyuan, standing in front of the young man.

After Bo Qi's form swelled to a certain extent...

"Boom!"

It exploded.

A large splash of red, green, black, and purple liquid splattered everywhere. In its center, a large area of the ground was corroded into a pit.

Seeing this scene, even Li Zhiyuan was surprised that poison could produce such an effect.

If Yin Meng could continue to advance in the path of poison in the future, it would provide an extra method for dealing with those difficult-to-kill evils. After all, relying on time to suppress and grind them down is often a last resort.

Bo Qi's form was dead, quite dead, everywhere.

The black coffin actually remained intact, albeit even more dilapidated than before, and covered with many more dents.

"Brother Xiao Yuan, I just sensed that coffin, and it seems to have a connection with me."

Li Zhiyuan: "That coffin was left by your ancestors."

Emperor Fengdu had suppressed this Bo Qi form in the early years, and later the Dragon King of the Liu Family further reinforced the suppression, thus thoroughly preventing its once arrogant rise.

Yin Meng: "I feel flattered and strange."

This feeling was like a child who was originally neglected and ignored at home, suddenly receiving a red envelope from the highest-ranking member of the family during the New Year.

However, it makes sense that as a descendant of the Yin family, Yin Meng would resonate with the relic of the Great Emperor.

With the opponent resolved and the Ghost Control Skill time not yet up, Tan Wenbin started playing rock-paper-scissors with his left and right hands.

After determining a winner, he alternated between crying and laughing.

With those two guys inside, it's actually quite remarkable that Tan Wenbin can sleep and study normally.

"Crack..."

A ghostly flame rose from the black coffin, transmitting a special aura.

Tan Wenbin was so frightened he jumped high, and while he was still airborne, the two resentful infants detached from the skill control and returned to his body.

"Thud..."

Tan Wenbin landed on his butt, continuously rubbing his backside. He hadn't really sustained any substantial injuries, and now, at the end, he ended up with a work injury at an embarrassing tailbone spot.

The black coffin dissolved in the flames, and four majestic, ancient characters appeared on the top:

[Return Home to Worship the Ancestors.]

Thereafter, the coffin completely turned to ashes, the flames dissipated, and the characters lingered for a while before gradually fading away.

Yin Meng hesitated slightly with her lips, looking at Li Zhiyuan, pointed at herself, and asked:

"Brother Xiao Yuan, is the ancestor asking me to return home to pay respects?"

She thought, if the ancestors really left some inheritance, wouldn't acquiring it allow me to help Brother Xiao Yuan with Zou Jiang better?

If all else fails, even if I can't learn that inheritance, I could pass it to Brother Xiao Yuan. After all, Brother Xiao Yuan would certainly master it at once.

Moreover, she knew Brother Xiao Yuan was planning another trip to Fengdu, doesn't it make sense to take this opportunity?

Li Zhiyuan looked at Yin Meng.

Yin Meng slightly shrank her neck a bit; she couldn't quite understand the young man's gaze.

Actually, Li Zhiyuan's mind was very complex.

He suspected that the four words "Return Home to Worship the Ancestors" were nominally written for Yin Meng, the descendant of the Yin family, but actually seemed to be deliberately addressed to himself.

But, with the Great Emperor's disposition, would he need to be so indirect in expressing anything?

Combining this with the various peculiar behaviors exhibited by Bo Qi's form previously, including the timing of the black coffin's activation.

Li Zhiyuan suddenly had a bold guess, and he said:

"Fengdu can't be visited, there's great danger!"

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