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Chapter 126: Endless
The Buddhist beads inlaid on the pestle began to emit a faint light and gradually became brighter.
The furniture stopped moving, and the cold wind in the room seemed to be suppressed by the light.
The ghost girl reappeared in the corner with an angry look on her face.
"You stinky monk, do you think you can do anything to me?" the female ghost said sinisterly, with disdain in her voice.
Chen Yile did not respond, but stared at the female ghost intently, and the demon-subduing pestle in his hand began to emit an even more dazzling light.
At this moment, the furniture in the room suddenly flew towards Chen Yile, as if to crush him to death.
Chen Yile swung the demon-subduing pestle without hesitation, and the flying furniture was blocked by an invisible force and fell to the ground one after another.
"You can't escape!" Chen Yile gritted his teeth and rushed towards the female ghost.
He knew that he had to act in one go and not give the female ghost a chance to breathe.
Seeing this, the female ghost's expression became extremely ferocious, and she let out a sharp scream. The temperature in the room instantly dropped to freezing point.
She seemed to have realized that she could not fight the demon-subduing pestle head-on, so she turned around and ran away.
Her figure turned into a puff of black smoke and floated out of the window.
"Want to run? Not that easy!" Chen Yile became even more anxious when he saw the female ghost trying to escape.
As he chased after her, he was worried that the female ghost would seek out a stronger evil spirit for help.
The audience on the barrage also urged eagerly:
"Brother Chen, hurry up and chase her. We can't let her get away!"
"The female ghost is about to escape, she must have a backup plan!"
"Hurry up, don't let her find help!"
Chen Yile rushed out of the room and chased the black smoke along the corridor.
The black smoke appeared and disappeared in the corridor, as if it was deliberately teasing him.
Chen Yile quickened his pace, fearing that the female ghost would disappear from his sight.
Just as he was about to catch up, there was a loud noise at the end of the corridor, as if something was knocked down.
Chen Yile subconsciously stopped, tightly gripped the demon-subduing pestle, and looked ahead vigilantly.
Just then, a dark shadow suddenly appeared from the corner of the corridor.
Chen Yile was stunned, the scene before him sent chills down his spine!
A monster over two meters tall was slowly walking towards him.
The monster was wrapped in a layer of black mist. The exposed skin was a strange grayish-white color, and its muscles were knotted like pieces of hard rock.
Its eyes glowed scarlet, and its mouth was bared with sharp fangs and dripping with black slime.
The monster's breath carried a stench of decay, and as it approached, the air seemed to be filled with the scent of death.
The audience on the barrage were so shocked by this scene that they were speechless. After a while, they flooded the screen with comments:
"What the hell, what kind of monster is this!"
"He's so big, can you handle it, Brother Chen?"
"Run! This monster looks scary!"
Chen Yile forced himself to suppress the fear in his heart and clenched the demon-subduing pestle in his hand.
He knew that the monster before him was no ordinary evil spirit and that defeating it would be no easy task.
But at this moment, retreat is no longer an option.
He took a deep breath, calmed himself, and slowly approached the monster, ready to face this life-and-death battle.
The monster seemed to have sensed Chen Yile's intention and let out a low roar, shaking the ground.
It pounced on Chen Yile at a speed beyond his imagination.
Chen Yile had almost no time to react and could only instinctively block with the demon-subduing pestle.
The huge impact force knocked him back several steps and he could hardly stand.
"Brother Chen, be careful, this monster is too powerful!"
"Hurry up and find a chance to use the demon-subduing pestle, otherwise there will be no chance!"
The audience on the barrage were extremely nervous and worried about Chen Yile.
Chen Yile gritted his teeth and kept adjusting his breathing and posture, trying to find the monster's weakness.
The monster attacked again. This time, it waved its huge claws and rushed straight towards Chen Yile's face with a whistling sound.
Chen Yile quickly dodged sideways, but was still hit by the claw wind, losing his balance and almost falling to the ground.
He quickly took advantage of this gap, raised the demon-subduing pestle and smashed it hard on the monster's head.
The light from the demon-subduing pestle pierced through the black fog and hit the monster's head directly.
The monster roared in pain and was knocked back a few steps.
Chen Yile saw hope. He knew that this monster was not invincible. As long as he could launch a few more such attacks, he would have a chance of winning.
However, the monster seemed to realize this as well.
Its eyes became even crazier, and the black mist on the surface of its body began to surge violently, as if some power was brewing inside.
The monster's eyes suddenly lit up with a scarlet light, and then it opened its bloody mouth and spewed out a foul-smelling black smoke.
Chen Yile's eyes went dark and he was almost choked by the thick black smoke.
He hurriedly used the demon-subduing pestle to block in front of him and chanted a spell, hoping to resist the erosion of the black smoke.
However, the power of the black smoke far exceeded his expectations. His vision gradually blurred, and the surrounding scenery seemed to be distorted.
On the barrage, the audience exclaimed:
"Brother Chen, be careful, this black smoke is poisonous!"
"Recite the spell quickly, or you will be devoured!"
"Hold on, Brother Chen!"
Chen Yile gritted his teeth and continued to chant the spell regardless of everything. The light of the demon-subduing pestle in his hand gradually stabilized, forcing back some of the black smoke.
However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the monster attacked again.
This time, the monster was faster and stronger, leaving Chen Yile no chance to breathe.
The two clashed again, and Chen Yile was almost suppressed to the point where he had no power to fight back.
His attacks were easily neutralized by the monster's power, but the monster's counterattacks were deadly.
Chen Yile felt that his physical strength was rapidly draining away and his consciousness began to blur.
The monster seemed to sense Chen Yile's fatigue, and its attack became more fierce!
Every swing of the claws was accompanied by a sharp sound of tearing the air.
Chen Yile was almost relying on his last bit of willpower to hold on, secretly praying in his heart that Lin Feihong could arrive in time.
However, Lin Feihong has not shown up yet, and Chen Yile knows that he can only rely on himself in this battle.
He concentrated his mind again and swung the demon-subduing pestle with all his strength. This time, he placed all his hopes on this one strike.
The light of the demon-subduing pestle burst out and shot straight into the sky, as if tearing apart the darkness of the entire room.
The monster let out a deafening roar, and its body began to tremble in the light.
The black fog on the surface was torn apart, revealing grayish-white skin.
Chen Yile saw the hope of victory, and he rushed forward desperately, ready to give the monster the final fatal blow.
However, just when he was about to succeed, the monster's body suddenly swelled violently, as if it was about to explode.