Covering his head and running to the south bank was a last resort, and he didn't even know if he'd be able to make it to the south bank. He didn't even have a plan for what to do after that. He could only take one step at a time.
"Hehe, you still don't give up at this time? Your perseverance is really commendable, but you are a little stupid. You don't even know that a wise man submits to circumstances. You deserve to be a brainless puppet! "The West Mountain Old Master floated in the black fog in the air and calmly watched Lin Yi running wildly on the ground.
Lin Yi didn't stop his footsteps. He couldn't help but mock Lin Yi inwardly. 'A wise man submits to circumstances' was a phrase used to persuade others to submit, and now you're trying to turn me into a puppet? Who the hell would be willing to be a puppet in human form? An evil cultivator was indeed an evil cultivator. Even the giants of the Mountain Opening Period were so uncultured …
Of course, sneering was just sneering. Lin Yi wouldn't be stupid enough to turn back and bicker with the West Mountain Old Master. That would definitely affect his escape speed. Maybe he still had a chance of survival, but because of bickering, he would destroy his last chance of survival. This kind of stupid thing Lin Yi couldn't do.
However, the chance of survival that Lin Yi imagined was simply a fart in the eyes of the West Mountain Old Master. To be more precise, it was not even a fart.
It was true that Lin Yi's full display of the Super Butterfly Micro Steps at this moment was indeed extremely fast. Before, he could get rid of Cheng Haonan who was in the state of blackness. It was enough to make most of the Yuanying Stage masters look at him in the dust. Unfortunately, he was now facing the West Mountain Old Master.
The difference in strength between them was too great. The difference was so great that the understanding of the speed of the movement was completely different. Lin Yi's speed was only fast in the sense of space. It was only the concept of fast in the ordinary people's concept. However, the West Mountain Old Master's understanding of speed had reached the level of time and space.
It sounded mystical, but in reality, Lin Yi's body was already a series of afterimages. Even arrows couldn't keep up with his speed, and this speed was enough to make people's eyes pop out of their sockets. Looking at the West Hill elder in the air, the speed he was moving at was completely out of the range of what normal people could accept.
The moment before, he was left behind by Lin Yi for a full four or five miles, but the next moment, he would find that the West Mountain Old Master in the black fog suddenly appeared above Lin Yi's head without warning. It gave people the feeling that he had broken through the shackles of space and achieved a space jump.
This strange situation happened several times in a row. No matter how hard Lin Yi tried to adjust the direction of the route, no matter how he tried to conceal his aura, it was useless. Every time he tried to open up a little distance, the West Mountain Old Master would always appear above his head. Everything was useless.
If it was not for Lin Yi's strong enough nerves, if it was someone else, they would have collapsed and knelt down. This huge pressure that followed like a shadow was really desperate. In fact, even Lin Yi, in the face of this unprecedented situation, could not help but have a trace of loosening in his mind.
"Hehe, I've finally found an opportunity!" The West Mountain Old Master was overjoyed when he saw this. An evil and dark tentacle of consciousness instantly covered the top of Lin Yi's head. With this, he was going to deprive Lin Yi's soul. Soul Hook Hand!
If he simply wanted to kill Lin Yi, with the means of the West Mountain Old Master, a hundred Lin Yi would have long been dead. However, he wanted to capture Lin Yi and use him as a puppet, so he did not want to be heavy-handed.
Although corpses could also be used to make puppets, they could only be ordinary puppets. If one wanted to refine a trump puppet, the minimum requirement was a fresh body. Of course, as long as the body was fresh, it would be fine. The soul and consciousness could still be erased if possible. After all, these things did not have the slightest advantage in refining a trump puppet. Instead, it would only be harmful.
However, the soul of human cultivators was born extremely strong. The soul of any ordinary person was extremely tough, let alone a high-level cultivator. Even with the means of the West Mountain Old Master, it was not so easy to erase all the soul and consciousness at once. He must find a suitable breakthrough point.
When a person's mind was shocked and lost, the spirit was the most vulnerable to heavy damage. This was the opportunity that the West Mountain Old Master had been waiting for. For this reason, he did not hesitate to come over Lin Yi's head again and again to stimulate Lin Yi, just to wait for this moment.
Anyway, Lin Yi had been locked by his consciousness. Under his eyes, no matter how fast or how far he escaped, it would be useless. As long as he moved his mind, he could tear the space and appear above his head. Therefore, the West Mountain Old Master was not afraid that Lin Yi would escape. For a rare material that could be refined into a trump puppet, it was necessary to spend more effort.
With the Soul Hook Hand over his head, Lin Yi, who was sparing no effort to use the Super Butterfly Subtle Steps, was suddenly frozen. The boundless bone-chilling cold instantly enveloped his whole body. His whole body seemed to be frozen in an instant and could no longer move.
Lin Yi suddenly became anxious because at this moment, he felt that the top of his head was opened. There was clearly an invisible hand that was pulling his soul and consciousness out of his body little by little. His whole consciousness began to become blurred.
This was the means of the evil cultivators of the Opening Period! This time, Lin Yi finally opened his eyes, but he was about to pay the price of his life. After that, he was even going to be refined into a puppet with no consciousness, but he could not resist at all. He could only feel his consciousness fading away little by little.
It couldn't be helped. So far, Lin Yi had never encountered such a high-level level. It was like an ancient swordsman suddenly encountered the sniper of modern firearms. They were not on the same level at all. His whole person had long been stunned. How could he know how to resist for a while?
Seeing that Lin Yi didn't resist at all, and his aura was getting weaker and weaker, the West Mountain Elder laughed with glee. His nephew Wu Bao Liang's death was a pity, but Cheng Haonan's death was insignificant. These two people could be exchanged for such an excellent material for a puppet. In his eyes, it was not a loss at all.
"Boy, are you going to accept your fate?" Suddenly, there was a loud shout in Lin Yi's mind. It was the voice of the ghost.
"Se … Senior …" Lin Yi muttered with some blurred consciousness. He was like a person who fell into the water and grabbed the last life-saving straw. He struggled with all his might, but what he really showed was just a slight movement of his fingers. That was all.
This was the limit of what he could do. Because his entire soul and divine sense were covered by the West Mountain Old Sect Master's Soul Reaping Hand, his body was no longer under his control. If this dragged on for a moment, his soul and divine sense would be completely hooked away. At that time, he would completely lose his consciousness, and that would truly be beyond saving.
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