Chapter 108 Opportunity

Deep within the soul world,

Ying Gou sat on his throne of white bones,

Hands resting on either side,

His gaze,

Didn't hold much sadness,

More so,

A sigh of regret at losing another "old friend" (Wangcai) from the same era.

In reality,

Boss Zhou was still facing the endless stream of white light.

Qing's defense was on the verge of collapse, and Old Zhang below was in terrible shape.

It seemed like a deadlock, because you couldn't find your opponent, nor could you figure out how to stop it.

Right now,

It seemed they could only play a game of "attrition,"

Stupid,

But a helpless necessity.

"Take a break."

Zhou Ze said, then plunged his fingernails into the ground and whispered,

"Coffee."

Instantly,

Black chains shot out from the ground, replacing Qing's shield and continuing to block the onslaught of white light.

"Should I set up a formation?"

Xu Qinglang asked.

Zhou Ze shook his head.

"No time."

Because the incoming white light was bigger and more forceful than before.

It was like a new force had arrived, joining the fray without hesitation. Boss Zhou felt like he was facing an ocean, and he was the dam standing on the shore.

Qing's eyes narrowed, as if she were thinking. Then she crouched down and placed a palm on Old Zhang's forehead.

"I'll separate his spirit and flesh first."

The flesh, in reality, had its own "water storage limit." The main reason Old Zhang was in so much pain was that his body had stored more water than it could handle.

The soul, unlike the flesh, was indeed weak, but it was more flexible and malleable.

Like a cow's stomach and a plastic bucket of the same volume, the former could hold more water because it could "expand."

Old Zhang couldn't "swallow" it all,

Like a mischievous child unable to finish a pile of food, feeling helpless,

Wishing he didn't have a stomach so he could eat his fill.

Qing was essentially cutting open Old Zhang's stomach so he could eat more freely.

Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment, but he didn't stop her.

It was just a temporary separation of soul and flesh. He was still holding on for Old Zhang. It was hard to say whether they would ultimately rely on Old Zhang to swallow it all.

However, Zhou Ze soon realized that things were getting trickier.

Because,

What was coming,

Wasn't just pure white light anymore.

Some of the light had even manifested into unicorn figures, charging towards them!

Pure defense was no longer enough to stop them. Zhou Ze had to withdraw the defense and let Qing, who had just caught her breath, take over again. He unleashed his baleful aura and charged forward to forcibly disperse the light figures that had taken on beastly forms!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Because Zhou Ze was neutralizing some of the attacks, the pressure on Qing was much less.

Xu Qinglang also began setting up a formation, hoping to help as much as he could.

While maintaining the barrier, Qing watched Zhou Ze fight in front of her. Honestly, every time she saw this man, she seemed to notice his terrifying rate of progress.

Most people seemed to be drawn to the brilliance of the being within him, forgetting that this bookstore owner had such a formidable and efficient teacher.

If... she could have...

"Bang!"

Zhou Ze knocked down another beastly form,

Forcing himself to stop and catch his breath.

God knew how many more were coming, but he was already getting tired.

He turned his head,

Looking at Old Zhang's soul floating above his body,

Zhou Ze hesitated for a moment,

But still raised his claws to meet the next beastly form.

Unless he was truly at his wit's end,

Zhou Ze wouldn't give up on Old Zhang.

Just like a doctor wouldn't use the most aggressive and risky treatment on a patient unless it was absolutely necessary.

After his soul was extracted, Old Zhang's consciousness seemed to recover somewhat, but within his soul, there were still strands of white thread constantly crisscrossing and wriggling.

Like an X-ray of a patient with a worm infestation.

"I... I'm so uncomfortable."

Old Zhang's soul "spoke."

Qing glanced at Old Zhang's soul beside her and comforted him,

"Don't worry, it'll get worse later."

"..." Old Zhang.

Xu Qinglang set up a basic defensive formation, wiped his sweat, and looked up.

"Old Zhou doesn't seem like he can hold out much longer either."

If it were just one or two opponents, Zhou Ze's explosive power would allow him to take them down or seriously injure them in an instant.

But this kind of pure stamina drain,

Wasn't Zhou Ze's forte.

Whether it was Zhou Ze himself, or the being within him, endurance battles and attrition were their weaknesses.

Unless a ginseng root was delivered to their mouths, but that was obviously impossible.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Is Xie Zhi dead?!"

Zhou Ze roared in his heart.

"Mm..."

Ying Gou replied calmly.

"Then what's going on?

Xie Zhi is dead, so why are all his clones running towards Old Zhang?"

"Looking... for... the... head... wolf..."

Zhou Ze struck out with another claw, shattering a beastly phantom, and sneered in his heart.

"What makes you think Old Zhang is qualified to be the head sheep?"

"Originally... not... but... you... did... too... much..."

The meaning was simple.

Old Zhang originally just had a Xie Zhi clone within him. It was a bit special, but not extraordinarily so.

But because of Zhou Ze's "meddling" back then,

And the stupid seal,

Plus Old Zhang had followed Zhou Ze and experienced many things, and undergone a lot of changes,

Which made Old Zhang a unique existence among Xie Zhi's countless clones.

One of the few Xie Zhi clones to have mastered the ability to "think independently."

And when the Xie Zhi's main body died inexplicably,

The Xie Zhi clones in this area immediately fell into a state of "helplessness."

And Old Zhang,

This unique existence,

Who still possessed the power of "independent autonomy,"

Was instantly regarded as the "head wolf" by the surrounding Xie Zhi clones.

Everyone began to instinctively rally around the head wolf.

It was an instinct, and a trend, like when an ancient emperor suddenly died without naming an heir, and the various forces and feudal lords quickly gathered around the princes, hoping to gamble on the chance to gain power.

"You take over, I can't hold on anymore."

Boss Zhou was truly exhausted.

"Why... bother..."

"What do you mean?"

"This... is... an... opportunity..."

"He'll explode and die!"

"This... is... fate..."

Yes,

This might be an opportunity.

The Xie Zhi's main body didn't know why it had died,

But now,

It was indeed time to inherit and divide the Xie Zhi's legacy.

If Old Zhang could make it through, it would be equivalent to instantly raising his status.

But the probability of success and failure wasn't fifty-fifty. The probability of death was always either 1 or 0.

From Ying Gou's perspective, he didn't care.

Perhaps he cared a little about his own guard dog,

But what did he care about the lives of others?

Old Zhang was probably no different from a passerby in Ying Gou's eyes.

You should know that,

In the thousands of years before, Ying Gou had watched the lives of countless guard dogs, watched them build tall buildings, and watched them collapse again, but he did nothing, coldly observing everything, completely indifferent.

But Zhou Ze was different.

He had saved Old Zhang.

Although Boss Zhou had always shown a kind of helplessness and aversion to Old Zhang in front of others,

In reality,

Boss Zhou really regarded Old Zhang as a true subordinate,

A true friend.

He really couldn't let Old Zhang gamble his life on that slim chance.

If Lawyer An were here, he would probably shout directly:

"Old Zhang, give it a shot, a bicycle can turn into a motorcycle!"

Just as Boss Zhou was still holding on in front,

A voice suddenly came from Old Zhang's soul:

"Boss, let me do it myself..."

Xu Qinglang directly slammed his bronze sword on the ground,

Scaring Old Zhang, who was now just a soul, into a shiver.

This Taoist instrument had a built-in damage buff against soul bodies.

"This isn't a melodrama, Old Zhang, why are you getting so sentimental?"

"I think... I can."

"Every gambler feels like Gao Jin before they sit down at the table."

"But..."

Qing glanced at Old Zhang's soul at this moment, seeing that the white lines that had been wandering around in Old Zhang's body were actually starting to slowly settle down. She said in a tentative tone:

"Try it, see if you can exert some influence on these white lights?"

Old Zhang immediately quieted down.

And at this moment,

Zhou Ze, who was still fighting desperately in front to buy time, suddenly discovered that,

The surrounding white light and beastly forms,

Had actually slowed down.

Zhou Ze turned his head back in surprise, looking at Old Zhang's soul in the barrier,

It was hard to imagine,

He had done it.

Old Zhang's head wasn't here right now,

If he were here,

He would probably kneel down in excitement,

Choking back tears,

"The Old Zhang family has finally been rewarded for generations of glory!"

However,

Just as the situation was starting to improve,

A roar suddenly came from the distant sky,

A strong Xie Zhi aura suddenly erupted, carrying a boundless killing intent!

Qing immediately took a step forward, standing in front of Old Zhang,

And shouted to Zhou Ze:

"That's a competitor, fighting for the Xie Zhi's legacy!"

Boss Zhou looked up at the side of the sky in surprise.

"They're here so fast."

Obviously, when it came to the subjective initiative to fight for the legacy, whether yin or yang, whether human or beast,

They were all so active.

"Bang!"

A faint smell of scorch suddenly filled the air,

And then,

A middle-aged man with a resolute face walked out of the darkness in front of them.

He was wearing a black suit, black leather shoes, and his hair was neatly combed.

This kind of person, this kind of image, was like Zhu Shimao. Even if he played a reactionary in a TV series, the audience would be able to tell at a glance that he was an underground Communist Party member who had infiltrated the enemy!

The middle-aged man's gaze passed over Zhou Ze, and he looked at Old Zhang, who was in the protection circle behind him, and said in a deep voice:

"Get out of the way, this matter is none of your business."

Boss Zhou was amused,

While continuing to pant, he replied unceremoniously:

"I had a dream yesterday, and I dreamed of Wangcai. Wangcai said he entrusted his affairs to me."

"Guard... dog..."

Ying Gou's voice suddenly sounded.

"What?"

"Where's... your... face..."