My Silly, Sweet Wife

"Nine Heavens Iceberg Technique?" The Ghost Fetus Elder looked at the ice dragon conjured by Yu Wen Dou, a mocking smile playing at the corner of his lips, "If your father used this move, I might be a bit wary, but when you do it, ha ha, it’s simply not enough!"

As he spoke, the ice dragon and the evil dragon clashed together.

The evil dragon spiraled in mid-air, shook its head, and bit into the ice dragon’s neck.

The ice dragon let out a roar, trying to struggle free, but then came the crisp sound of its neck breaking.

The ice dragon disintegrated into snowflakes on the spot, scattering down.

The evil dragon roared victoriously at the sky and darted toward Yu Wen Dou again.

Yu Wen Dou’s face changed drastically.

He never expected his Nine Heavens Iceberg Technique to be so easily shattered.

"Mr. Ye, run quickly!"

Knowing he was no match for the Ghost Fetus Elder, Yu Wen Dou shouted, waving his hand, and in an instant wove an ice wall in front of himself.

At the same time, he leaped beside Ye Guichen, urging him to leave quickly.

Ye Guichen squinted his eyes.

He had no intention of leaving.

"Mr. Ye, hurry up, that ice wall won’t hold for long, the Ghost Fetus Elder is too overbearing, I can’t contend with him!" Yu Wen Dou shouted in panic as he saw Ye Guichen hesitating.

But Ye Guichen calmly replied, "He won’t let us leave!"

"What?" Yu Wen Dou was startled, turned his head, and saw ghostly infant-like creatures climbing all over the ice wall.

The infants emitted piercing cries, and in just seconds, they shattered the ice wall to pieces.

As the ice wall broke apart, the babies howled upward into the air, once more transforming into the form of an evil dragon, opening its mouth to spew out.

A streak of black energy, mixed with intense Yin and Evil Qi, surged toward Ye Guihua and Yu Wen Dou.

The Evil Qi was born from the resentment of the souls of infants imprisoned by the Ghost Fetus Elder, causing vegetation to wither and life to be laid waste wherever it spread.

Yu Wen Dou felt the terrifying pressure from the black energy, his face drastically changing: "It’s over!"

He instinctively closed his eyes, ready to await death.

However, moments later, he heard the voice of Ye Guichen beside him: "My Jiuyou flame lacks some materials, and here they are delivered to me, haha, how delightful!"

"Huh?" Yu Wen Dou was stunned, opening his eyes with suspicion.

He saw Ye Guichen wave his hand.

A black, ominous tower appeared in front of him.

The Jiuyou Tower emitted a strange soundwave and, as if possessing a kind of suction, instantly absorbed the black energy inside.

The evil dragon, sensing something amiss, roared, and its gigantic head lunged to bite the Jiuyou Tower.

The next instant, before the evil dragon could even approach the Jiuyou Tower, countless iron chains burst from within, binding the evil dragon.

The evil dragon struggled to retreat, but there was no way it could break free.

The Ghost Fetus Elder, who had thought his victory was assured, was now struck with horror.

"Is this... the Jiuyou Tower designed specifically to restrain ghostly entities?" The Ghost Fetus Elder’s voice trembled, "How can this be, this item should only exist in the Yinming Land, how did it appear here?"

Wu Xiang, who had been waiting for the Ghost Fetus Elder to defeat Ye Guichen and Yu Wen Dou so he could feed them to the snake illusion flower, asked strangely, "Ghost protector, are you alright?"

"I..." The Ghost Fetus Elder just began to respond when the evil dragon immediately broke apart into thousands of ghost infants.

The ghost infants emitted sharp, screeching cries that made people’s eardrums ache.

The surrounding vegetation burst apart, shattered by the sound.

Even Yu Wen Dou grimaced, quickly covering his ears.

But Ye Guichen wore a playful smile: "Still want to struggle, eh! In that case, allow me to let you taste the power of my newly refined Jiuyou Tower!"

Snap!

He snapped his fingers crisply.

The Jiuyou Tower whipped up a fierce wind.

The ghostly Jiuyou Tower revealed over a dozen windows.

With the snap of Ye Guichen’s fingers, the windows opened.

As the windows opened, the sharp cries of the ghost infants suddenly vanished.

At the same time, the terrifying suction suddenly intensified.

A tornado seemed to sweep out from the windows, instantly pulling all the ghost infants into its vortex.

The Ghost Fetus Elder spat a mouthful of black blood: "Who... who are you?"

Ye Guichen was too lazy to waste words with him: "Who am I? Ha, go discuss it with the snake illusion flower!"

With that, Ye Guichen extended a hand, reaching into the Jiuyou Tower to grab.

A black whip appeared in Ye Guichen’s hand.

This was the Soul Suppressing Whip refined within the Jiuyou Tower.

This whip was indestructible and held great deterrent force against ghostly entities and ghost cultivators.

Snap!

The whip lashed toward the Ghost Fetus Elder.

The Ghost Fetus Elder’s body seemed to be immobilized by something, unable to move.

He was terrified, crying out: "Young Master, save me!"

However, it was of no use!

After being struck by Ye Guichen’s whip, the Ghost Fetus Elder was directly thrown into a snake illusion flower and devoured by it.

Wu Xiang turned pale with fright, casting a apprehensive glance at Ye Guichen before turning to flee.

"This time, I’m afraid you won’t escape!"

Ye Guichen maneuvered swiftly, as if gliding.

His body turned into an afterimage.

Dealing with Wu Xiang and his followers was as simple as an eagle catching chicks.

One by one, within seconds, Wu Xiang and his followers were tossed into the mouths of other snake illusion flowers.

The remaining few of Wu Xiang’s men ran away in panic, unable to discern the path, but their chances of surviving in the Illusion Forest were almost nonexistent.

"Alright, call the others over quickly, and let’s move on." Ye Guichen clapped his hands, turning to speak to Yu Wen Dou.