Rebirth of the Scumbag and the Retribution of the White Lotus

Yang Qiming's body arced through the air, slamming heavily into the wall of the passageway with a resounding crash. His body buckled into a ball, the intense pain nearly choking him. The energy fluctuations in the air instantly subsided, and a brief moment of tranquility returned to the entire space. However, this peace didn't last long.

"Ahem..." Yang Qiming struggled to get up from the ground, a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were still flashing with madness, "Do you really think you can defeat me?"

Zhao Shufang and Lu Lingyuan stood there quietly, their eyes never relaxing at all. They both knew in their hearts that this battle was far from over.

Yang Qiming fiercely wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, staring intently at Zhao Shufang, his tone filled with disdain and anger. "You're nothing special. My abilities are far greater than you imagine." He took a deep breath, his expression growing increasingly ferocious. "You're too naive. A few talismans and a few minor attacks won't be enough to defeat me."

"Really?" Zhao Shufang replied calmly. Her eyes were as deep as water, as if she saw through all of Yang Qiming's tricks. "Your so-called 'destroying spirits' has failed. Your ability is nothing more than a bluff."

Yang Qiming's eyes suddenly widened, and he was furious. "You think you've defeated me?" He stood up straight, raised his hand, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. "Then let me show you my true strength!"

As his voice fell, a violent roar echoed through the air once again, and the energy in the space began to fluctuate once more. This time, the fluctuations were even more intense than before, causing the ground to tremble slightly. Zhao Shufang and Lu Lingyuan were instantly alert, bracing themselves for a stronger attack.

"What do you want to do now?" Lu Lingyuan asked calmly, his eyes like knives, closely watching Yang Qiming's every move.

Yang Qiming raised his lips in a cold smile: "I am no longer the same person I used to be. 'Soul Destroying' is just my appetizer. Next, I will crown myself with your lives!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Qiming raised his hands and pulled them suddenly. The air around him instantly became distorted, as if the entire world was under his control. With his gesture, cracks in space began to appear, dark energy surged out, and a sense of oppression instantly filled the entire battlefield.

Zhao Shufang's expression changed, and she suddenly leaped forward, trying to distance herself from Yang Qiming. However, before she could completely escape the oppression, she felt a heaviness throughout her body, as if every inch of her skin was under pressure.

"What is this?" Zhao Shufang's expression was solemn, as she quickly sensed the changes around her. She felt as if the entire space was being restrained by some unspeakable force. Her movements became sluggish, and even her thoughts seemed to be frozen.

"This is a 'black hole'. You can never escape!" Yang Qiming's voice was low and cold. "Do you think you can defeat me with just the talisman paper? Now, you will only struggle in my 'black hole' until your strength is exhausted."

Zhao Shufang's face changed slightly. She quickly looked around and found herself trapped in a black vortex. The space around her was completely distorted, like an endless abyss.

Lu Lingyuan noticed something strange happening to Zhao Shufang and immediately followed, grabbing her arm and pulling her to him. "Be careful! His 'black hole' isn't just any ordinary spatial distortion; it shouldn't be underestimated." His eyes flashed with alertness. "We have to break this situation!"

"You want to break the 'black hole'?" Yang Qiming sneered, "You have no chance."

"Then let's try!" Zhao Shufang suddenly jumped up, quickly took out a piece of talisman paper, and threw it fiercely into the vortex in the air. The talisman paper danced in the air, gradually emitting a dazzling light, like a brilliant lightning, splitting the surrounding darkness.

A flash of surprise flashed across Yang Qiming's eyes, but he snorted coldly and swung his hands violently. The power of the black hole increased again, swallowing up the light of the talisman paper. Zhao Shufang's talisman paper instantly lost its brilliance and fell quickly.

"Do you think this can break my 'black hole'?" Yang Qiming sneered, "You are too naive!"

However, Zhao Shufang was undeterred. She quickly pulled out another piece of talisman from her bosom. This time, it emanated a different kind of energy, a powerful and pure aura spreading out. Zhao Shufang took a deep breath, gripped the talisman tightly, and whispered the incantation, "Break!"

This time, the talisman's light was even more dazzling than before, instantly piercing the darkness of space and unleashing a powerful energy surge. The oppressive force of the black hole suddenly weakened, and the distortion of space began to dissipate. Yang Qiming's face changed drastically. He grabbed at the talisman with all his might, attempting to destroy it, but it was too late.

"Break it!" Zhao Shufang's voice was firm and her eyes were full of determination.

The talisman paper erupted in mid-air with a brilliant beam of light, instantly shattering Yang Qiming's 'black hole' and completely dissolving the distortion of space. Yang Qiming's expression suddenly changed, a mixture of shock and anger intertwined. He lost control for a moment and suddenly fell back.

"How is this possible?" Yang Qiming couldn't believe the scene before him, "How could you..."

Zhao Shufang's eyes were as cold as ice. "As I said, although your abilities are strong, they are ultimately limited."

Her voice was low and powerful. "You are doomed to be unable to escape."

Just as Yang Qiming was about to launch another counterattack, Lu Lingyuan suddenly stepped forward, swung the weapon in his hand, and instantly released a fierce attack, pointing directly at Yang Qiming's heart. A trace of despair flashed in Yang Qiming's eyes, and he tried to dodge, but he was already half a beat too slow.

"You...!" Yang Qiming's pupils contracted violently, and then a loud scream rang out. His body suddenly fell to the ground, and he finally lost the ability to move completely.

Zhao Shufang and Lu Lingyuan stood there, their expressions calm, but a hint of vigilance flashed in their eyes. Although Yang Qiming was temporarily defeated, they knew that this battle was far from over.