Aspiring to the Immortal Path Chapter 415: Rescue

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Thud!

The finger pierced through Tang Jie's leg, leaving a large hole behind.

Tang Jie didn't seem to sense it, continuing to loudly laugh. "As expected, you still don't dare to kill me? No, no, no, you don't need to explain. I know that it's not that you don't dare, but that you're reluctant to. You want to slowly torment me before killing me. But while the Karmic Cycle Finger deals a lot of damage, the pain it inflicts is far less than that of the Jail Demon Flame, so I basically didn't feel anything this time!"

He continued to heartily laugh as the Jail Demon Flame burned his body. He was in so much pain that his entire body was shaking, but he continued to loudly laugh.

Lan Yu was so angry that he started trembling, but he still admitted, "You're right. I'm truly reluctant to kill you. I need to slice you apart piece by piece, mince you up, and then feed you to the dogs!"

He thrust out his finger again, creating a hole in Tang Jie's other leg.

He then rushed forward and grabbed Tang Jie. He threw him into the sky and followed up with his fists, punching Tang Jie several dozen times.

He was not a body refiner, so the power of these punches on Tang Jie was limited. They were, however, intensely humiliating.

Tang Jie crashed to the ground, and then Lan Yu kicked him and sent him rolling on the ground. He stomped on Tang Jie's face and shouted, "Come on, Tang Jie! Don't you still have plenty of tricks? What of your Four-Nine True Words or mind paralysis technique? Your Formless Golden Body? Your peerless divine strength? Don't just lie there like a dead dog. Take out all the trump cards you have!"

He had imagined his battle with Tang Jie countless times.

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He had believed that Tang Jie would endure many more techniques before he would finally fall under the torment of the Jail Demon Flame. But to his surprise, only a single spark had been enough to render Tang Jie powerless.

Lan Yu was deeply displeased.

As a cultivator, how could he have so little tenacity and will!?

Even if the pain were ten times or one hundred times worse, how could he give up so easily?

Lan Yu found himself dissatisfied with Tang Jie's "incompetence".

From a certain perspective, losing to this sort of opponent was a humiliation for himself.

Tang Jie groaned and croaked out, "The Four-Nine True Words are fast, but they're only good against large numbers of weaker opponents, and the mind paralysis technique only works on the unprepared. It doesn't work on you now that you're ready for it. The Jail Demon Flame isn't powerful because of its damage, but because of the pain. This pain paralyzes the nerves, so I can't gather the focus to cast spells, nor can I exert any strength. Neither my Formless Golden Body nor my divine strength can do anything… What sort of trump cards do I have left to fight against you?"

Lan Yu was taken aback.

"So this is really all you were capable o

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