"Haha, you want to catch me? Dream on!" Duanmu tittered. He waved the big scythe and swept fiercely toward the Flying Mother Yaksha in front of him.

Although the Flying Mother Yaksha had strong skin and hard bones, it could be seen that Duanmu's scythe was not an ordinary one. It didn't dare to fight with him head-on. Instead, it disappeared from where it stood with a whoosh and performed teleportation to attack Duanmu again.

However, to everyone's surprise, the smile on Duanmu's face widened when he saw this scene.

There was a wave of space, and Duanmu disappeared in an instant.

The next moment when he appeared, he had already turned into the tall Sky-ghost and appeared directly in front of the Flying Mother Yaksha. His joints cracked, and he laughed maliciously, "You're too young to teleport in front of me, aren't you?"

"Ah!" The Flying Yaksha did not expect that Duanmu's invisibility skill was even better than its. It let out a scream and moved again.

However, when it once again landed on the ground, it had nearly collided with Duanmu's enormous body.

It was Duanmu who had pierced through the void and arrived before it.

The Flying Mother Yaksha turned pale with fright. Its greatest reliance was its ability to teleport. As the saying goes, speed was the only thing that could not break the world. Together with its sharp ghost claws, it was unstoppable. Therefore, it could be said to be invincible.

However, it was a pity that these two trump cards could not be used on Duanmu. Duanmu was like the larva attached to the bones, like a shadow following the body, like a cat playing with a mouse.

The Flying Mother Yaksha was so unlucky that it failed to escape Duanmu's trap even through minor teleportation. In the end, it bared its fangs and teeth in anger. It slowed down, but Duanmu followed behind like he was playing with it.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to run anymore? Have you had enough fun?" Duanmu sneered. He raised his big scythe high and swung it to the Flying Mother Yaksha.

The Flying Mother Yaksha bared its teeth and teleported away once again.

It was just that it was no match for Duanmu regarding martial arts techniques.

Duanmu, who was proficient in martial arts techniques and evasion skills, had already figured out the teleportation way of the Flying Mother Yaksha in just a short time, like a cat playing with a mouse.

That attack just now was just a bluff. Now, the saber light changed its direction as it spun around the heavy hilt as if it were light. With the sound of air being cut, the black scythe light was blocked in the way of the instant teleportation of the Flying Mother Yaksha.

From an outsider's point of view, it looked as if the Flying Mother Yaksha had met Duanmu's scythe of its own volition.

"Poof!" A muffled sound was heard as the scythe cut directly on the thigh of the Flying Mother Yaksha.

The impenetrable, blackish-green flesh was cut apart as if the scythe had cut it off.

A jet of inky blood gushed out.

"Awoo!" With a scream, the Flying Mother Yaksha suddenly shrank its body and tried to get rid of Duanmu's scythe light.

However, who was Duanmu? He was an ex-Warrior Sage. How could he leave it alive?

He drew the scythe with his right hand and swung it in a reverse motion, knocking off a leg of the Flying Mother Yaksha.

"Ah!" With a terrible cry, the Flying Mother Yaksha flapped its wings to keep itself from falling. However, only one bony leg was left, with black blood constantly flowing out from the wound.

Duanmu chuckled and was about to continue his victorious pursuit and about to end its life. However, at this moment, he accidentally discovered that the scythe silently absorbed the Flying Mother Yaksha's black blood.

"Huh? What's wrong with this scythe? Something strange happened?" Duanmu's heart throbbed.

The Flying Mother Yaksha, which was missing a leg, was painful but also ruthless. It stared fiercely with its bell-like eyes and bared its fangs. Suddenly, its pitch-black claws grabbed hard on the top of the head, and a long cry came from its mouth.

The shriek was sharp and high-pitched, as if it was going to penetrate through people's eardrums.

With the roar, the hump on the head of the Flying Mother Yaksha had been torn apart by it, and strands of black silk slowly overflowed. In the blink of an eye, it formed a black shield, which wrapped around the Flying Mother Yaksha like a vast black cocoon.

This kind of black silk, named "Dark Yin Silk", was Flying Mother Yaksha's unique thing. It hurt people invisibly, and once it entered a human body, it could corrode people's internal organs in a very short period of time and turn the living into zombies. Once such a huge cocoon was formed, it would be extremely tough, which was the unique skill of Flying Mother Yakshas to protect themselves.

The Flying Mother Yaksha saw that it couldn't defeat Duanmu, so it used its most powerful skill. It broke its forehead, released all the Dark Yin Silk to protect itself, and was about to escape.

At the sight of the giant black cocoon, how could Duanmu not understand the intention of the Flying Mother Yaksha? Without time to think about the variation of the Death Scythe, he wielded his scythe and viciously slashed at the hag once again.

At this moment, the Flying Mother Yaksha had nothing to fear. With a sneer, it wrapped itself in the huge black cocoon, flapped its wings, and was about to escape in an instant. It was certain that it would be enough for it to escape with the Dark Yin Silk protecting its body.

Who would've thought that its wishful thinking had been completely mistaken?

The scythe cut through the air and came whizzing over. Its pitch-black blade light was like a waterfall as it slashed down on the gigantic black cocoon.

"Puchi!" There was another muffled sound, and the Dark Yin Silk, which was known for its tenacity, was completely cut apart.

"Ah!" Hearing this muffled sound, the Flying Mother Yaksha was almost scared out of its wits. Its brass bell-like eyes finally showed endless horror at this moment. With a swoosh, it resolutely got out of the dark giant cocoon and fled rapidly.

Just at this moment, the scythe in Duanmu's hand suddenly flew up. Like a black dragon, it attacked the Flying Mother Yaksha from behind.

"Chi!" The scythe split the Flying Mother Yaksha's body, and the sound of leather was heard again.

The Flying Mother Yaksha let out a shrill cry. It was struck right in the back by the scythe that flew out automatically.

At the same time, the black light on the scythe flashed, like a living thing, quickly absorbing the dark blood of the Flying Mother Yaksha.

In a few seconds, the Flying Mother Yaksha's screams ended abruptly.

Meanwhile, the Flying Mother Yaksha had already shriveled up from being sucked dry. It had completely turned into a mummified corpse.

At the moment when the scythe flew out automatically, Duanmu was stunned. However, at this moment, he faintly felt a hint of excitement coming from it. It seemed that after absorbing all the dark blood of the Flying Mother Yaksha, the Death God scythe, which had been silent for a long time, finally came alive.

"Ah, there's indeed a mutation in this scythe!" Duanmu thought quickly, but he felt a burst of ecstasy after a moment.

When Xiao Yi obtained this scythe, he knew that it was extraordinary. However, Xiao Yi and Duanmu could not communicate with the spirit inside the scythe. It was a waste to be used purely with Duanmu's weapon.

During this period of time, Duanmu had tried countless times to activate the scythe, but there was no response. Who knew that the scythe had done it by itself today. Moreover, it had sucked away a Flying Mother Yaksha at once.

Feeling the faint excitement within the scythe, Duanmu finally woke up from his ecstasy. His Divine Awareness immediately surged out and entered the scythe. The first thing he did was to force his Divine Awareness into the scythe.

In an instant, a feeling of flesh and blood connecting appeared in Duanmu's heart. At the same time, he also felt more strongly the blood-thirsty excitement in the scythe.

"It turns out that you like to absorb Yin blood!" Duanmu laughed but turned his head and shouted at Xiao Yi and Gu Lu, "Xiao Yi, Gu Lu Gu, leave the two Flying Mother Yakshas to me!"

On the other side, Xiao Yi and Gu Lu had already gained the upper hand.

Xiao Yi's Samei True Flame and Gu Lu's Nanming Ignis were almost connected together. Among the two kinds of strange fire, either one was exclusive to counteract the evil ghost.

Flying Mother Yakshas were really unlucky. They were blocked by a sea of fire and there was no way out. The invulnerable flesh on their bodies was tainted with a little flame, making the sizzling sound of barbecue.

Flying Mother Yaksha's intelligence had been developed long ago, and they knew that they were in trouble today. They were afraid that the matter the capture would not succeed. If it went on like this, their life would be in danger.

"Ao!" The two Flying Mother Yakshas looked at each other, and then they nodded at each other. With a loud shout, they were going to risk their lives to escape.

How could Xiao Yi and Gu Lu be able to let them escape? They were going to work together to deal with the two Flying Mother Yakshas.

At this moment, they heard Duanmu's voice.

Xiao Yi couldn't help but stop.

Duanmu flew toward them with a large scythe in hand. Without saying a word, he shook his hand, and the scythe flew out, aiming straight for the two Flying Mother Yakshas.

The two Flying Mother Yakshas were already at the end of their rope. When they turned around, two dull thuds could be heard one after another.

"Run!" One of the Flying Mother Yakshas shouted.

However, the cry did not stop. It felt its chest was cold. When it looked down, it saw a black scythe piercing its chest. The scythe connected the two Flying Mother Yakshas together.

They were like grasshoppers on a rope, with their limbs pounding wildly and screaming constantly.

In the next second, they felt a strong suction coming from the scythe, sucking in all the Yin blood from their bodies.

The eyes of the two Flying Mother Yakshas were split, and their shrieks ended abruptly. The next moment, they had turned into two mummies.

The scythe shook off the two mummies. With a circle in the air, it fell back into Duanmu's hands.

"Hahaha, immortal weapon! The scythe has finally returned to the level of the immortal weapon! I finally have an immortal weapon! This trip to the ancient ruins was not in vain!" Duanmu laughed wildly. His laughter was so loud that it made the whole cave rattle.

This scene was completely out of Xiao Yi's expectations. He was as clear about the situation of it as Duanmu. However, he did not expect that it would come alive at this moment. After absorbing all three of the Flying Mother Yakshas, it had wholly restored to the level of the immoral weapon.

But the entire body of cold and deathly energy made even Xiao Yi feel fearful. It was Duanmu's Sky-ghost body that wasn't affected by it, so it could only be used by him.