Chapter 9 Han Li's Death
Mo Juren guessed that Yu Zitong didn't think he could succeed in taking over another's body, so he wasn't afraid that a second possession would cause damage to his soul.

In addition, Yu Zitong concealed the fact that souls can be divided into big and small. He probably saw that Mo Juren's soul was too weak and wanted to lure him to his death.

Thinking in this way, even if the soul forcibly entered Han Li's body, taking over the body might not be as easy as Yu Zitong said before. After all, Han Li's own soul would not sit idly by and might even bite back.

This Yu Zitong is really insidious. He has been enduring such humiliation and bearing such heavy burdens. I am afraid he has been waiting for this day. He wants to reap the benefits and make me a stepping stone for him to take over another's body!
Fortunately, Mo Juren was blessed with great fortune, and now he unexpectedly had a hiding place.

Then it will be his turn to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers peacefully, and transform from the "mantis catching the cicada" to the "oriole behind".

Mo Juren looked at Yu Zitong from afar. The ball of dark green light was floating around in the formation anxiously, like an ant on a hot pan. It seemed that it had never expected that the situation would be so dangerous.

He sneered in his heart, no matter how much you plan, you will eventually reap what you sow. Now let's see what you can do.

After the soul-soothing formation was activated, the light of the formation gradually weakened from its strongest point.

Yu Zitong's soul hesitated and lingered in it for a long time, and then floated faster and faster, and it was obvious that he was getting anxious.

Fortunately, he only dared to move within the formation, and seemed afraid to leave the range of the formation. It seemed that he could not be discovered, so Mo Juren felt relieved and waited and watched what happened.

In the end, Yu Zitong's dark green light ball stopped moving and stood quietly in front of Han Li's face for a moment.

Suddenly, a gap opened up in the middle of the light ball, as if a big mouth had grown out, revealing sharp fangs, full of malice.

After this change, the dark green light ball seemed to give himself great confidence. He rushed forward without looking back, and instantly rushed into Han Li's body and disappeared into the air.

The surroundings fell into silence again. Mo Juren's soul watched from afar and did not take any action for a long time.

If Yu Zitong really rushed in, if he succeeded, Han Li's body would definitely belong to him, and he would no longer have a chance.

Mo Juren waited anxiously, and waited...

Although I can temporarily reside in the iron slave in the form of spirit, this is definitely not a long-term solution.

The Iron Slave was made by him personally. Although it can move like a human, its flesh and blood have actually turned into corpse.

If he could only live in this state of spirit living on the walking corpse, it would be better to let his soul fly away.

After waiting for a long time, seeing that the light of the formation on the ground gradually dimmed, Mo Juren estimated that there was not much time left, so he controlled the iron slave and returned to the formation.

His soul, emitting an ochre-colored glow, came out of Tie Nu's body again and floated in the formation.

It might be the protection of the mysterious amulet, or it might be that Tie Nu's sea of ​​consciousness had already been shattered. He felt that his soul had not suffered any loss and he came out the same way he entered.

This gave him more confidence to try and explore.

Mo Juren's spirit approached Han Li again, but he still had a strong premonition of death, which made him unable to convince himself to commit suicide.

Mo Juren was once again in a desperate situation!

He thought viciously that even if he couldn't take over Han Li's body, he would never let Yu Zitong, the instigator, easily occupy Han Li's body!

His mind raced, and he soon came up with an idea.

Then Mo Juren's soul returned to the warm sea of ​​consciousness of Tie Nu. He controlled Tie Nu, found the exquisite box from the pile of sundries on the ground, and took out the seven ghost-head knives he had just used.

Then, without hesitation, he ordered Tie Nu to insert the seven ghost-head knives into Han Li's body acupoints one by one according to the arrangement of the "Seven Ghosts Soul-Devouring Technique".

Originally, after inserting the ghost-head knife, one needs to circulate one's own Qi to cast the spell, but this is not difficult for Mo Juren, who is a skilled doctor. When he was practicing medicine, he often encountered patients who could not circulate their own Qi, so he naturally had a way to solve this problem.

Mo Juren controlled the iron slave to continuously slap the acupuncture points on Han Li's body, stimulating Han Li's meridians from the outside using specific techniques.

A stream of "internal energy" started from Han Li's dantian in the abdomen and flowed precisely along a specific direction to the place where the seven ghost-head knives were inserted.

After a while, the Seven Ghosts Soul-Devouring Technique was successfully activated and started to operate on its own.

A ball of green spiritual mist suddenly emerged from the top of Han Li's forehead. Just like when Mo Juren performed his magic before, the spiritual mist was constantly attracted and swallowed by the knife and became nourishment for the ghost head.

Yu Zitong taught Mo Juren to serve ghosts with his own body, so let him return the favor by letting him shoot himself in the foot and have him taste the pain of being devoured by the seven ghosts.

The spiritual mist emanating from Han Li's body was obviously purer and more massive than the one used by Mo Juren.

The seven ghost-head knives seemed to have encountered something very nutritious, and they kept devouring it at a crazy speed.

Mo Juren noticed that some of the spiritual mist that came out was a dull dark green, while others were a bright emerald green. He guessed that these might have come from the two different souls of Yu Zitong and Han Li.

Oh no! If even Han Li’s soul is sucked away, then Han Li’s body will be destroyed as well!

Thinking of this, Mo Juren hurriedly tried to stop it and controlled the iron slave to pull out the ghost-head knife.

Unexpectedly, the ghost head seemed to have consciousness and clung tightly to Han Li's body and refused to break away. If it was pulled out forcibly, it might bring out a large mass of flesh and blood, causing his seven vital points to shatter and cause his death.

Mo Juren had no choice but to watch as the seven ghost-headed knives devoured the spiritual mist above Han Li's head like a whirlwind, then automatically bounced out of Han Li's body and fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

Han Li's body also lost its vitality and immediately fell silent.

Mo Juren hurriedly reappeared in spirit form and moved closer to Han Li's body, hoping to find some opportunity to exploit.

The result was in vain. This time he really could not feel any danger, but Han Li's consciousness had completely closed the channel, and his soul could not invade at will.

Han Li is dead! ! ?

This time it was all over. Mo Juren seemed to be deflated and his mind went blank.

After a long time, he reluctantly returned to Tie Nu, and angrily wanted to kick the ghost-head knives on the ground away. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, so he picked up the knives one by one and examined them carefully.

I saw that these small knives were like drunkards who had eaten their fill. The little green eyes on their heads were rolling around. The knife bodies seemed to contain powerful energy, which made them unable to control themselves.

Mo Juren's eyes lit up, and he controlled the iron slaves to stab these stupid ghost-head knives into their own acupoints...

　No doubt, this is true...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)