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Chapter 16: The Headless Overlord
As Yu Ji emerged, she bowed deeply to Fan Zeng and then said sorrowfully, "If it weren't for my desire to stay by the Overlord's side, I would truly wish to replace the Twelve Loyal Heroes in setting up that formation."
"My lady speaks too heavily; we are willing to die for the Overlord," the Twelve Fierce Warriors replied in unison.
To die for him truly meant death! Lian Yun sighed, yet his resolve only strengthened.
Fan Zeng rose and smiled slightly, saying, "In those days, only you could temper the Overlord's fiery temper. It would be impossible without you."
At that moment, Boss Lady added, "Soon Old Huang will restrict the Overlord's legs. We just need to limit one of his arms each and pin him down on the stone coffin."
Just then, a powerful and chaotic aura emanated from the stone coffin.
Indeed, it was not domineering or supreme; it was an aura of sheer chaos.
In an instant, Lian Yun understood the reason. Before he could react further, a headless figure over three meters tall stood up from the stone coffin.
Its feet remained within the coffin, but even so, its height seemed to surpass Yu Ji by more than a meter. With its massive frame, Yu Ji appeared no larger than an arm beside it.
However, the most striking feature was that this figure had no head.
Historical records stated that although the Overlord had committed suicide at Wu River, he had still been decapitated and his head taken by Han generals as a trophy. Initially, Lian Yun had been unclear about everyone's intentions, but now it became clear.
The goal was to weaken the Overlord's power; otherwise, with his current chaotic momentum, even if he were to emerge, it would only attract other Spirits seeking to eliminate him.
Moreover, Fan Zeng's earlier words about time not waiting for them likely stemmed from his belief that the Peerless Demon Master's plan might soon be set in motion. Fan Zeng needed to take the Overlord's body to find his head; if they delayed too long and the Peerless Demon Master executed his plan, they might miss their chance.
This unique opportunity, though lacking a hundred percent certainty, forced Fan Zeng to take a risk.
As the Overlord emerged, silence fell over the crowd. Yu Ji was the first to leap forward, while the Twelve Fierce Warriors hurried back to the petrified corpses. Zhang Jiao stepped up immediately, waving his hands to move the twelve corpses into position, encircling the Overlord around the stone coffin.
The Boss charged forward, lifting the Overlord entirely before slamming him down onto the stone coffin, bending his legs backward. The Boss then leaned against the side of the coffin, gripping tightly onto the Overlord's feet.
Despite feeling a pang of sadness at witnessing the once-great Western Chu Overlord in such a state, Lian Yun did not hesitate. She joined the Boss Lady, quickly positioning themselves on either side of the stone coffin. Each held one of the Overlord's arms firmly, pinning him down against the coffin.
The Overlord struggled fiercely, his breath growing more chaotic. If he had a head, he would likely be roaring in fury.
Of course, that was merely hypothetical; if the Overlord had a head, it was uncertain whether his consciousness would be clear.
Zhang Jiao initiated the formation, and twelve streams of special energy flowed from the twelve corpses, penetrating into the Overlord's body. Instantly, twelve lines of energy radiated from him.
Three of these lines entered Lian Yun's body, while three more connected with both the Boss and Boss Lady. The remaining three drifted outside the formation and attached themselves to Zhang Bao.
Perhaps due to Zhang Bao's lower cultivation level, his power visibly surged at an astonishing rate. The Boss and Boss Lady appeared unchanged, but Lian Yun's transformation was particularly striking.
As three lines of energy entered her body, they seemed to be drawn by some unseen force, suddenly tightening as if they could snap at any moment.
"Zhang Senior, share some with my companion."
"Mine too!"
With those words from the Boss and Boss Lady, one of the three energy lines that had entered them split off and connected with Lian Yun.
Suddenly, five lines of energy appeared around Lian Yun. However, these five lines tightened immediately.
"Come on, don't be so harsh. Share one with him!"
"Share~~"
Boss had more strength and the ability to multitask, but Boss Lady was already struggling. Lian Yun, on the other hand, was finding it even harder; he had no energy left to spare.
Although he clung tightly to the arm of the Overlord, the immense force transmitted through that arm felt as if his body were being torn apart.
Any moment of distraction could cause his Ghost Battle Body to collapse.
Even so, Lian Yun felt that if it weren't for a special ability coursing through him and directly replenishing his body, he might not last even three to five seconds.
Out of respect for the Overlord, hoping he would regain his composure, Lian Yun focused entirely on holding onto the Overlord's arm without any distractions.
The scene seemed almost frozen; it didn't appear difficult, but for those involved, it felt entirely different. A minute felt like three or five days.
Fortunately, after a brief moment, the Overlord seemed to descend to a lower realm, significantly reducing the pressure on Lian Yun and the others. However, Lian Yun's spirit had also been considerably drained, so he still dared not let his guard down.
About another minute passed before the Overlord descended another level. Although this consumed even more mental energy, with only Boss and Boss Lady remaining, they should be able to manage. Thus, Lian Yun relaxed just a little.
To avoid any surprises, Lian Yun truly only allowed himself a slight relaxation before immediately putting forth all his effort again.
At this point, he had some leftover energy and noticed an uneven distribution of power. Naturally grateful for this, he didn't want to be greedy and said, "Alright, Zhang Senior, please share a bit more with Uncle Huang and Sister Lu!"
"No need, I'm already sufficient!"
"Hehe, handsome, don't be modest. If you grow up a bit faster, we might need your protection in the future."
With that, Lian Yun felt grateful and determined, not saying much more but still exerting all her strength to control the arm of the Overlord.
This was to avoid unnecessary accidents, to live up to the expectations of the respected elder Fan Zeng, and to honor the efforts of the twelve admirable Fierce Soldiers.
After some time, the Overlord's realm was reduced to C Grade King; one more drop would cast him out of the ranks of kings.
At this point, Lian Yun finally breathed a sigh of relief. She relaxed a bit, though still holding tightly onto the Overlord's arm. She stood up and looked at Zhang Jiao and Fan Zeng, asking, "Seniors, is it enough now?"
Fan Zeng shook his head, and Zhang Jiao did not lift the formation.
Lian Yun sighed lightly, lowering her gaze to the Overlord's headless Soul Body, which had shrunk several sizes and was now nearly two meters tall. However, if his head were to return, he would still stand over two meters tall.
As she watched, for some reason, Lian Yun couldn't help but exclaim, "To live as a hero among men, to die as a hero among ghosts. Can the Overlord awaken?"
Suddenly, the Overlord struggled violently for a moment, breaking free from the energy lines connected by the Twelve Fierce Warriors. This unexpected turn of events caught everyone off guard.
(End of Chapter)
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