God of War Ye Fan: Sexy sister-in-law insisted on marrying me-Chapter 988: Calling Daddy? It’s Not Necessarily Who Calls Whom!

Chapter 988: Chapter 988: Calling Daddy? It’s Not Necessarily Who Calls Whom!

The room was already small!

In this cramped space, Ye Fan had arranged hundreds of Evil-Purging Formations, and there were Inheritance Flames everywhere... Moreover, Ye Fan had discreetly scattered the Red Silk Tyrant Body threads throughout the space, forming various grids. Naturally, those threads carried Deadly Aura that could devour.

Once the Red Silk Tyrant Body threads combined with the Deadly Aura, they became an invincible force.

Although the King-level Evil Cult was far superior to Soul Hall’s Qi Xiao and wouldn’t be irreparably damaged after being shredded,

restoring itself after being cut would still require time!

With every cut, its movements slowed down slightly. Another cut, slower still... Doing this repeatedly, who could endure it?

The crucial thing was, aside from all that, Ye Fan had also secretly placed over a hundred Collapsing Annihilation Talismans, both openly and covertly, within this confined space!

Are you kidding me?!

That’s the Evil Cult Patriarch’s secret creation, a weapon exclusively for the Evil Cult.

And now Ye Fan has it in his possession? The Evil Cult was on the verge of collapse, deeply suspicious that Ye Fan might have infiltrated their resource treasury.

Or could it be that there was a traitor among them?

Amid a string of anguished screams, the Evil Cult dashed back and forth within the narrow space. In just mere seconds, parts of its body had already been annihilated by the Collapse Talismans multiple times...

Although the Evil Cult was fast and could quickly escape whenever it was contaminated, there were simply too many traps to avoid!

After an onslaught like this, the Evil Cult’s power could no longer sustain its Nascent Soul Realm, and its soul had suffered massive trauma!

If this continues, it fears its whole combat advantage will be completely depleted.

It underestimated its opponent!

Dammit!

This Ye Fan is indeed as troublesome as the intel suggested!

Damn it!

It couldn’t afford to drag this out any longer; it had to invade Ye Fan’s body first.

Heh!

Being in phantom form, once it entered Ye Fan’s body, Ye Fan wouldn’t dare to use Collapsing Talismans against it, right?

As for the Inheritance Flames and Evil-Purging Formations, it could find ways to deal with those!

The Evil Cult had to ensure an absolute advantage before invading Ye Fan’s body, making Ye Fan’s body the battlefield.

Its first goal was to seize control of Ye Fan’s soul and achieve overwhelming dominance, then gradually possess him.

Calming itself, the Evil Cult cautiously sensed the flow of power in the surrounding space. The remaining Collapsing Talismans no longer posed a threat to it.

Dodging the final Collapsing Talisman, the Evil Cult closed in to within two feet of Ye Fan.

As it instinctively attempted to charge into Ye Fan’s body, it suddenly discovered that Ye Fan’s body was covered in countless layers of armor...

What the hell!

A single Evil-Purging Formation in a given spot would already slow its progress for a while.

Yet Ye Fan, this Sixth Brother, had laid a full five layers of Evil-Purging Formations on his body’s surface— enhanced ones, and of extraordinary thickness at that.

Even if the Evil Cult used its secret methods to forcefully break through, it would take an extremely long time.

Not to mention the cost of exhausting its own power, and by the time it succeeded... the situation would be beyond salvaging!

Dammit!

Ye Fan’s terrifying Collapsing Talismans were too treacherous!

The Evil Cult cast a wary glance behind itself, confirming that Ye Fan wasn’t deploying any new Collapsing Talismans against it, and only then did it let out a silent breath of relief.

Using its powerful perception, it scanned Ye Fan’s body. Suddenly, it noticed a thumb-sized gap at the intersection of several Evil-Purging Formations on Ye Fan’s chest.

What?!

Is this divine providence?

The Evil Cult’s face lit up with joy as it mobilized every ounce of Telekinesis Waves to control its phantom body, lunging toward Ye Fan’s vulnerable gap!

For a phantom form like itself, invading Ye Fan’s body was exceedingly simple.

Even a chopstick-width opening was sufficient for it to invade.

As soon as the Evil Cult discovered this gap, Ye Fan seemed to notice it too. "Not good!"

Ye Fan cried out in alarm, cooperating perfectly in performing his reaction alongside the Evil Cult.

The exaggerated sincerity of his performance could easily earn him an Oscar statuette!

Pretending to be panicked, Ye Fan activated the Evil-Purging Formations, seemingly intent on sealing the gap.

But it was clearly too late!

"Heh heh! Ye Fan, now you realize it? Too late... Call me Daddy... Haha... I told you, you’re no match for me!"

The Evil Cult was ecstatic!

Its entire phantom body surged through the gap and fully entered Ye Fan’s body!

Once inside, the Evil Cult wasted no time in rushing toward Ye Fan’s soul realm.

However, the Evil Cult couldn’t shake off the sense of confusion: why was the pathway to Ye Fan’s soul realm unusually long?

This was completely different from Nangong Zheng. As it advanced through the pathway, a sticky substance seemed to cling to its phantom form, impeding its progress!

Even worse, as the Evil Cult advanced, it felt as if threads were weaving a net around its entire form.

Red Silk Tyrant Body threads?

No, it didn’t feel like that!

Yet these sticky threads continuously wrapped around its head and other parts of its body, delving into its phantom form and seemingly touching its very soul!

The sensation sent shivers down the Evil Cult’s phantom form!

What the hell!

Was it invading Ye Fan, or was Ye Fan somehow invading it?

After advancing for over ten seconds through the pathway and still not reaching Ye Fan’s soul realm, the Evil Cult was already gripped by foreboding.

More disturbing was the fact that Ye Fan showed no signs of panic despite its invasion of his body. frёeωebɳovel.com

What was going on?

Was Ye Fan simply waiting for it to devour his soul and seize his body?

Ye Fan didn’t seem like the kind of person to accept defeat so passively!

Suddenly, a realization struck the Evil Cult: the pathway it had entered and the gap it had exploited were likely deliberate traps left by Ye Fan, bait for an elaborate and deadly ambush!

It was like entering a massive U-shaped trap!

Upon realizing this, the Evil Cult’s entire being stiffened!

If this was truly a trap, who knew what tricks Ye Fan might have prepared for it once it was inside?

Hurry!

It had to speed up! As long as it could reach Ye Fan’s soul realm and seize control of his soul, claiming his body, nothing else would matter!

Finally!

Ye Fan’s body’s mysterious pathway came to an end, and Ye Fan’s Soul Mud Palace appeared before the Evil Cult.

With a final surge, the Evil Cult prepared to invade Ye Fan’s soul, ready to dominate!

But the instant its phantom form emerged from the pathway, a deafening explosion reverberated in its ears!

Buzz!

Simultaneously, an ancient and profound wave of golden immortal power emanated from Ye Fan’s body. A massive soul pressure burst forth, causing the Evil Cult to feel as if its head would shatter, and it let out a horrifying scream, "Ah... I surrender, Master, spare me..."

The Evil Cult’s response was almost instinctive! It had shouted those words reflexively!

After screaming those words, even the Evil Cult was stunned!