Chapter 1694: No Escape

In the sky, a few Netherworld Envoys were no match for Lang Ya.

Below, Yin Qianqian and Yun Mengyao were slaughtering the guards like cutting melons or chopping vegetables.

Yun Mengyao dealt with a guard, looked at Yin Qianqian, and frowned, "I always feel something's not right."

"What's wrong?"

Yun Mengyao said, "In the past few days, we've experienced several battles. The Netherworld Clan and the City Lord's Mansion should know our combat power, but they still keep sending people to die. It's illogical."

Yin Qianqian pondered for a moment, threw away a guard whose neck she had just snapped, and nodded slightly, "You're right! The Netherworld Clan and the City Lord's Mansion aren't fools; something is indeed amiss."

"Finish them off quickly. I sense the Netherworld Clan and the City Lord's Mansion are plotting something," Yun Mengyao said.

As she spoke, her figure flashed in front of a guard, her hand reaching out like lightning for his neck.

However, although she did grasp his neck, the sound of bones cracking wasn't heard as she exerted her force.

Something's wrong, a sense of danger enveloped her entirely.

Yun Mengyao immediately thought of retreating, but it was too late. The guard whose neck she held showed a sinister smile in his eyes, and a terrifying aura suddenly surged from his body, instantly confining her cultivation, and gripped her neck tightly.

"Yaoyao!"

Yin Qianqian was shocked, raised her hand, and a Palm Wind swept over, ready to save Yun Mengyao.

But the guard holding Yun Mengyao merely scoffed, casually sending Yin Qianqian flying with a gentle palm.

"Stop all of you."

The guard holding Yun Mengyao shouted angrily.

"Lang Ya, stop!"

In the air, Lang Ya landed a palm strike on a Netherworld Envoy, causing him to spit blood and fly backward, just as she was about to go after the fallen enemy, she heard Yin Qianqian's words, looked down, and her expression changed slightly.

The guard holding Yun Mengyao looked at Lang Ya and sneered, "I advise you not to move recklessly, or I'll crush her neck."

"Shameless!" Yin Qianqian shouted angrily.

They had already noticed that something was off, but didn't expect the enemy to be so insidious, using such tactics.

The guard holding Yun Mengyao mocked, "Are we insidious, or are you too stupid, really think we'd send people to die time and again?"

Yin Qianqian's face was full of helplessness. They had indeed been careless. They fell into the same trap twice, which was truly foolish.

The guard holding Yun Mengyao looked at Lang Ya and sneered, "To capture you, we've paid a significant price. But in the end, you still fell into my hands."

"Forgot to tell you, I am the Godslayer Netherworld King Envoy, and my name is Lin Shang. I came up with this plan, how about it?"

Lin Shang was very proud of his plan.

Yin Qianqian sneered, "Using your own people's lives as a gamble, such despicable tactics, only your Netherworld Clan could pull this off."

Lin Shang was indifferent, sneering, "To achieve success, one naturally has to pay a price. Prolonged pain is worse than a short one, we know your combat power very well. Without this method, how could we easily capture you."

Lin Shang took out a small black porcelain bottle and tossed it in front of Yin Qianqian, proudly saying, "You know what to do, don't need me to teach you, right?"

Yin Qianqian's pretty face was filled with anger; she knew clearly what this was... Netherworld Liquid.

It was that thing that had put them to sleep for a month when they were captured last time.

Yun Mengyao was confined and couldn't move, desperately blinking at Yin Qianqian, indicating they should hurry and leave, not to make the same foolish mistake as last time.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a storm swept through.

Lang Ya dropped down from mid-air, hitting the ground with a loud crash, creating a big pit.

The only uninjured Netherworld Envoy hit him from mid-air.

Lang Ya stood up expressionless, looking at him.

The Netherworld Envoy sneered coldly, descending from mid-air, "I advise you not to move, or else your beautiful friend here might suffer."

Saying this, he approached Lang Ya and struck him in the chest.

"Boom!"

Lang Ya was sent flying a hundred meters away.

Yun Mengyao's eyes were anxious, frantically winking at Yin Qianqian to indicate they should leave immediately.

Lang Ya and Yin Qianqian could leave, these people couldn't stop them.

However, Yin Qianqian didn't notice Yun Mengyao's hints, worriedly watching Lang Ya.

Lang Ya stood up from the ground, a trickle of blood spilling from his mouth corner.

The Netherworld Envoy once again approached Lang Ya, striking him in the chest with a handprint.

"Boom!"

Lang Ya neither fought back nor resisted, being struck and sent flying like a cannonball.

"Lang Ya!"

Yin Qianqian ran over, helping him up, "Are you alright?"

Lang Ya said coolly, "How could trash hurt me? What does it matter if I stand there and let him hit me?"

As he spoke, blood appeared again at his lips.

Yin Qianqian knew Lang Ya was forcing himself, standing there letting someone hit you, how could you be unscathed?

Lin Shang sneered, "Don't waste time. He is excellent material for crafting a Puppet. Injuring him would require waiting for him to heal. Capturing him means we've made a big contribution this time, and when we return, I'll ask Lord Netherworld King to reward us with these two women."

"If such beautiful women were turned into Puppets and stayed by our sides, wouldn't that be wonderful."

"Brother Lin is truly thoughtful."

The two of them grinned lecherously.

Lin Shang looked at Yin Qianqian and Lang Ya, "Swallow the contents of the bottle, don't waste time."

Yun Mengyao's eyes were filled with urgency, signaling to Yin Qianqian not to swallow it.

Yin Qianqian smiled bitterly; they couldn't leave Yun Mengyao alone, or how could they explain to Qin Yi.

She bent down to pick up the small black bottle on the ground.

Yun Mengyao's eyes reddened with urgency.

Lin Shang sneered, "Hurry up, my beauties, you have no way to escape now, don't waste your time."

"Really?" Suddenly, a hand rested on Lin Shang's shoulder, a haunting voice seemed from Hell, whispering in his ear, "You're right; you have no way to escape."

In an instant, every hair on Lin Shang's body stood up, his body stiffened, and his blood ran cold.

He was horrified to find that since the hand touched his shoulder, his cultivation was suppressed, his body was confined by a terrifying force, unable to move even a finger.

As for who the person was or how they appeared behind him, he had no idea.

But he knew clearly, this time, he was doomed.

"Qin Yi!"

Yin Qianqian shouted in surprise.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yi had suddenly appeared.

Qin Yi? Yun Mengyao was suddenly startled, realizing that the hand restraining her neck had loosened. She struggled free, turned around and looked, filled with excitement.

"Damn Qin Yi, couldn't you show up a bit earlier?"

Qin Yi rolled his eyes, "Who knew you'd be so stupid, getting caught so easily."

"It wasn't me being dumb, it was these guys being too insidious."

Yin Qianqian looked down, feeling it wasn't their foolishness, rather, the enemies were too cunning.

"Slap!"

Yun Mengyao mercilessly slapped Lin Shang's face, leaving it bloody.

"Bastard, dare to touch me, I'll chop off your dirty hand."