Beauty and the Bodyguard

Running to the south bank was the only way out-he didn't even know if he'd make it, and he didn't even have a plan for what to do after that. He'd just have to take one step at a time.

"Hehe, you still haven't given up? Your perseverance is commendable, but you're just a little stupid. You don't even understand that a wise man submits to circumstances. You deserve to be a brainless puppet!" The old sect master of West Mountain was floating in the black mist, watching Lin Yi running on the ground calmly.

Lin Yi didn't stop, but he couldn't help but mock in his heart. "A wise man submits to circumstances," that was a phrase used to persuade people to surrender, but now you want to turn me into a puppet? who the hell would be willing to be a human puppet? Evil cultivators were evil cultivators after all. Even the big shots in the beginning stage were so uncultured ...

Of course, Lin Yi wasn't stupid enough to turn around and argue with West Mountain old sect master. It would definitely affect his escape speed. He might have had a chance of survival, but he couldn't lose it because of arguing.

However, the hope that Lin Yi had was nothing in the eyes of the old sect master. To be more precise, it was nothing.

It was true that Lin Yi's super butterfly micro steps was extremely fast, and he could shake off Cheng haonan who was in dark state before. It was enough to leave most of the original leveled Masters in the dust, but unfortunately, he was facing west Mountain sect master now.

The difference in strength between them was too great. The difference was so great that their understanding of speed was on two completely different levels. Lin Yi's speed was only fast in the sense of space, but the old sect master of West Mountain's understanding of speed had reached the level of space.

It sounded like a mystery, but in reality, Lin Yi's body was already a string of afterimages. Even a strong bow and arrow wouldn't be able to catch up with his speed. This speed was enough to make people's eyes pop out of their sockets, but when they looked at the old sect master of West Mountain in the air, the way he moved was completely beyond the range of normal people.

He'd only been four to five miles away a moment ago, but the old sect master of West Mountain, who was covered in black mist, suddenly appeared above Lin Yi's head. It gave people the feeling that he'd broken through the restraints of space and achieved a space jump.

It was the same situation several times in a row. No matter how hard Lin Yi tried to adjust the direction of his route, no matter how hard he tried to hide his aura, it was useless. Every time he tried to pull away a little bit, the old sect master of West Mountain would always appear above his head calmly, and everything was useless.

If it wasn't for Lin Yi's mental fortitude, anyone else would've knelt down already. This kind of pressure was like a shadow following the body, making people despair. In fact, even Lin Yi couldn't help but feel a little relaxed when facing this kind of unprecedented situation.

"Hehe, I've finally gotten the chance!" West Mountain sect master was overjoyed. An evil and dark tentacle covered Lin Yi's head instantly. It was going to take Lin Yi's soul away. Soul-hooking hand!

If he just wanted to kill Lin Yi, with West Mountain old sect's methods, a hundred Lin Yi's would have been dead long ago. It was just that he wanted to make Lin Yi his puppet, so he didn't want to be too heavy-handed.

Although corpses could also be used to make puppets, they could only be ordinary puppets. In order to make an Ace puppet, the minimum requirement was a living body. Of course, as long as the body was alive, it was fine. The soul and divine sense could still be wiped out. After all, this thing did not have any benefits in making an Ace puppet. Instead, it would only bring disadvantages.

However, the soul of human cultivators was extremely powerful. Any ordinary person's soul was extremely tough, not to mention high-level cultivators. Even with the means of West Mountain old sect, it was not easy to wipe out all the souls and consciousness at once. He had to find a suitable breakthrough.

When a person's mind was shocked and lost control, it was easy for the spirit to be damaged. This was the opportunity that West Mountain old sect had been waiting for. For this reason, he didn't hesitate to waste time and descend on Lin Yi's head to provoke him again and again. He was waiting for this moment.

Since Lin Yi was already locked on by his spirit sense, it didn't matter how fast or far he ran. With a thought, he could tear the space and appear above Lin Yi's head, so he wasn't afraid of Lin Yi running away at all. It was worth it to put in more effort for a rare material that could be used to make an Ace puppet.

The hand covered his head, and Lin Yi, who was using his super butterfly microstep, was suddenly frozen in place. A bone-chilling cold enveloped his entire body, and he couldn't move anymore.

Lin Yi panicked-he felt like his head was being opened, and there was an invisible hand slowly pulling his consciousness out of his body. His consciousness was starting to blur.

This was the means of the evil cultivator big shots at the beginning of the mountain! Lin Yi's eyes were opened this time, but he was about to pay with his life and even be made into a puppet with his consciousness obliterated-he couldn't resist at all. He could only feel his consciousness fading away.

It couldn't be helped-he'd never come into contact with a higher level before. It was like an ancient swordsman suddenly getting shot by a modern gun-they were on completely different levels, and he'd been stunned for a long time-how would he know how to fight back?

Lin Yi didn't fight back at all, and his aura was getting weaker and weaker. The old Grandmaster of West Mountain laughed proudly. It was a pity that his nephew, Wu baoliang, died, but Cheng haonan's death was insignificant. It was worth it to exchange these two people for such a great puppet material.

"Kid, are you going to accept your fate?" "Damn it!" A voice suddenly sounded in Lin Yi's mind. It was the voice of the ghostly thing.

"Se ... Senior ..." Lin Yi mumbled unconsciously, like a drowning man grabbing onto a life-saving straw. He struggled with all his might, but all he showed was a slight movement of his fingers.

This was already the limit of what he could do. Because his entire soul and divine sense had been covered by West Mountain sect's old sect master's soul hooking hand, his body was no longer under his control. If this dragged on for a moment longer, his soul and divine sense would be completely hooked away. At that time, he would completely lose consciousness, and even the gods would not be able to save him. (To be continued.) "If you like this work, you're welcome to come to Qidian.com to give your recommendation and monthly vote. Your support is my greatest motivation. For mobile users, please read on M.Qidian.com.)