While I was chanting a curse, the system said I was Xiao Yan?

The moment the cyborg emerged from the hole in the wall, Tianyan sensed that the chaotic aggregate of souls within its body was burning intensely.

Like four or five candles lit at the same time, the flames dance wildly in the wind, each dance increasing its power, but each increase also hastening its own demise.

The soul fragments within this modified human body, after being forcibly fused together, have lost their awareness of their own existence, leaving only the instinct to fight.

The thing was making a low, guttural sound, like rusty gears rubbing against each other. Something was churning inside the chest, a chaotic resonance caused by multiple souls being forcibly merged together, which sounded unsettling.

The massive cyborg didn't give him much time to think. The moment it squeezed out of the hole in the wall, a spiderweb-like crack appeared on the ground. Its entire body, like a cannonball launched from the ground, pounced at a speed completely disproportionate to its size.

It was even faster than before, and the muscles in its right arm expanded further during the sprint.

This punch was aimed straight at Tianyan's chest.

Tianyan did not choose to take the blow head-on. The attack just now had made him understand the power level of this cyborg, and a direct confrontation would only put him at a disadvantage.

His body tilted slightly to one side, the sole of his right shoe drawing a semi-circle on the gravel ground. He spun half a circle like a leaf blown by the wind, following the direction of the punch.

The cyborg's fist grazed his ribs, the force of which tore open his coat, leaving a faint white mark on the bone armor underneath.

As Tianyan spun, he twisted his waist, and the bone blade on his left elbow popped out from behind, slashing upwards towards the cyborg's armpit.

The bone blade slashed through the gaps in the gray carapace.

"Clang!" Sparks flew everywhere.

The bone blade embedded about two centimeters into the carapace, and dark red liquid seeped out from the crack, but it failed to cut through completely. The cyborg let out a low roar, and its other arm swept across, heading straight for Tianyan's side waist.

Tianyan withdrew his elbow and stepped back, tapping the ground with his toes. He then launched himself several meters backward, landing on top of the abandoned truck in the center of the commercial street.

It stood still, glanced down at the bleeding wound under its armpit, then looked up again, its pupils now fixed on Tianyan's direction.

Its soul burned even faster. Tianyan could feel the surging energy churning within its body, while its soul body was shrinking at a visible rate.

"There are about two and a half minutes left," Tianyan estimated in his mind. After that, the cyborg would collapse on its own.

The cyborg charged forward again, this time faster than before. The gray carapace on its right arm expanded further during the charge, spreading from the arm to the shoulder, and from the shoulder to half of the upper body, forming a thick layer of armor that resembled pangolin scales.

Its fist slammed towards Tianyan once again.

Tianyan leaped from the truck, his purple-gold bone wings unfurling behind him. His body arced through the air, landing on the signboard of the ramen shop on the east side of the commercial street. The cyborg's fist missed its target, slamming into the truck with a deafening crash.

The truck's roof caved in, and the body was pressed close to the ground by the enormous impact. All four tires burst at the same time, making four muffled "bang bang bang bang" sounds.

Without pausing, as its fist smashed through the truck, its left leg swept out, kicking the entire truck off the ground. The several-ton truck tumbled twice in the air before crashing towards Tianyan.

Tianyan leaped from the signboard, and the truck crashed into the spot where he had just been standing, smashing the ramen shop signboard to pieces, scattering wood chips and fragments of neon tubes everywhere.

Tianyan's body flipped in the air, his bone wings folding and unfolding, using the airflow to change direction, and he landed on the roof of a two-story building on the north side of the commercial street.

He glanced down at his right hand; there was a tiny crack on the nail of his fingertip, left from when he parried the sweeping attack.

"Its strength is indeed great."

He mentally assessed the situation: "Their previous attack patterns were too simplistic, consisting entirely of straight-line charges and sweeping attacks, without any deceptive feints. But now they're starting to become more agile. Are they learning?"

"No, there's no need to learn about a consumable product that's bound to burn out."

Tianyan's eyes flashed, realizing that it was being manipulated. So he abandoned the idea of ​​a head-on confrontation and dodged the attack again, but this time he deliberately created distance.

He wanted to know how the cyborg would adjust its attack frequency and tendencies as he dodged in different directions—whether it would drive him away or let Tianyan pull him back.

This information can tell him where the real enemy is hiding.

Tianyan leaped off the roof and jumped backward.

The cyborg's fist accelerated and slammed into him from the front, heading straight for his chest.

Tianyan dodged to the left, the fist grazing his right shoulder. The cyborg's body tilted slightly to the left due to inertia, and its right leg immediately swept out, trying to cut off his retreat.

Tianyan leaped backward, dodging the sweeping attack.

With each probe, the closer it got to a certain location, the more frequent and powerful the cyborg's attacks became, which also meant that it was accelerating its self-destruction.

That wasn't its own will; it was the manipulator who became a little impatient!

As Tianyan dodged for the third time, his gaze quickly swept over the buildings surrounding the commercial street: the convenience store on the west side, the izakaya on the east side, the parking lot on the north side, and the second floor of the cinema on the south side.

Then, he found it.

Behind a broken window on the east side of the second floor of an apartment building, there was a figure mostly obscured by curtains. The figure's outline resembled a human, and it emanated an extremely subtle, completely different kind of magical energy fluctuation from cyborgs.

The fluctuations of a top-tier cursed spirit!

Tianyan landed on the ground, and the cyborg's fist followed closely behind. This time, he did not dodge.

"Explosive Steps!"

The impact of his foot on the ground created a shockwave, scattering gravel and dust everywhere. Tianyan's body accelerated from a standstill to its maximum speed, like an arrow released from a bow, heading head-on towards the cyborg's fist.

Just as the fist was about to strike him, his body sank slightly, sliding under the force of the punch, then his right elbow shot up, and the bone blade popped out from behind his elbow, precisely piercing the cyborg's armpit.

That was the weakest point of the gray carapace.

The bone blade pierced through, and dark red liquid gushed out. The cyborg's body stiffened, but it did not fall. Its left fist slammed into Tianyan's head from the side.

Tianyan did not dodge.

He simply channeled his magical power into the bone armor on his neck, doubling the thickness of that layer of black iron-colored scales.

"clang!"

The left fist slammed into his side of the face, producing a dull metallic clang.

Using the force of that push, Tianyan fell backward, his toes touching the ground as he flipped backward. During the flip, he swung his right hand out, shooting out a thin bone spike.

The bone spur drew an extremely thin white line in the air, passed through the broken window on the second floor of the movie theater, and precisely embedded itself in the figure behind the curtain.

"laugh!"

A soft sound, followed by a short, muffled groan that seemed to have been cut off.

The curtains were partially lifted, revealing a real face with a thin scratch running from below the left eye to the corner of the mouth.

The tip of the bone spur pierced its right shoulder.

The real creature froze for a moment, then slowly stretched its lips into a smile that was more like a grimace. It looked down at the bone spur on its shoulder, then looked up and met Tianyan's gaze across the distance of dozens of meters and the broken window.

"Found it." Tianyan stood up from the ground, dusted himself off, and smiled slightly.

The cyborg collapsed behind him with a thud. Its soul had burned to its end. The chaotic aggregate completely dissipated in his perception, leaving only an empty shell, like a machine that had been drained of all its fuel, lying paralyzed in the rubble, emitting a last faint, sigh-like sound.

The real person withdrew their gaze and landed on Tianyan, who was standing on the window frame. The top-grade curse spirit floated down from the second floor with a malicious voice, passed through the broken window glass, and landed in the center of the commercial street.

"Zen Temple Heavenly Flame".

The person smiled and read the name aloud: "You're more interesting than I imagined."

Tianyan stared at the distorted figure on the second-floor window frame. The real person was smaller than he had expected, about 1.5 meters tall, wearing a dark hoodie with the hood pulled low, covering most of his face, but his signature blue hair was visible.

"Do you know me?" Tianyan asked.

The real person tilted their head, as if recalling something: "You are the common enemy of all of us cursed spirits."

His voice was soft, with a childlike innocence, but beneath that innocence lay something chilling: "I know that Hua Yu and Tuo Gen died at your hands! I'm going to settle that score with you!"

"That's perfect."

Tianyan's voice was calm: "I also have a score to settle with you."

He leaped up, his purple-gold bone wings unfurling behind him, and shot towards the second floor like a cannonball. His body shattered the broken window frame, and shards of glass reflected countless tiny sparks in the sunlight. His right hand was now covered in black iron-colored bone armor, his five fingers spread wide, aiming straight for the real person's face.

The real person did not hide.

He simply opened his mouth and spat out three thumb-sized objects. The moment they hit the ground, they began to expand, growing from thumb-sized to over two meters tall.

The three cyborgs, each with a similar physique to the previous one, were muscular and covered with gray bony carapaces. They landed and pounced directly at Tianyan without any hesitation.

The man slowly retreated to the edge of the windowsill, dusted off his hands, and said with the delightful smugness of a child showing off a toy, "You think finding me is enough? Coming here rashly was a mistake!"

Three cyborgs formed a triangle around Tianyan. Their strength, speed, and attack patterns were exactly the same as the first one. Tianyan's bone blade blocked the first cyborg's fist, but the force pushed him backward several meters, and his back slammed into the wall.

The second cyborg's attack followed immediately, his right leg sweeping straight towards his waist and abdomen.

Tianyan leaped up, dodging the sweeping attack, but the third cyborg had already pounced down from above him, its hands forming claws as it pressed down on him. Tianyan twisted his body in mid-air, the bone blade on his left elbow thrusting upwards, piercing into the cyborg's armpit, drawing out a spray of dark red liquid.

He weaved through the attacks of the three cyborgs, each dodge perfectly avoiding their blows, and each counterattack leaving a wound on their armor.

The man stood on the windowsill, watching this scene with his head tilted, as if he were enjoying an interesting performance. His hand was in his pocket, and his fingertips were gently rubbing something.

"Zen Temple Heavenly Flame, you're already struggling to handle one by yourself, aren't you?"

"There are three now, how long can you hold out?"

The real person's voice spoke slowly: "I fused many souls to create these three toys, and each one is no less powerful than the previous one."

The man paused, a cruel glint in his eyes: "It's decided. I'm going to use you to make even more interesting toys, and then I'll send you to wipe out your classmates, hahahaha!"

The man pulled his hands out of his pocket, his fingers spread, palms down, his hands covered with a light purple, water-like sheen.

Then, his hands stretched out like clay and stealthily reached towards Tianyan.

The real person's mouth stretched even wider. Its technique, Wuwei Transformation, could change the shape of the soul of any living being through the touch of its palm. And the body of the person whose soul was changed would also be deformed, becoming any shape the real person desired.

Just like those three cyborgs that it named "Several Souls of Different Sexes", it can shrink to the size of a finger and be placed inside its body, and thrown out to fight enemies whenever needed.

As for this trick on living creatures, it has tried it many times, and no living creature can resist its touch!

Sold out instantly!

This is a term that a real person has just learned, and they feel it is the most fitting description of their technique!

The human in front of me has absolutely no idea what my technique is, and I have no idea what will happen with just one touch!

This feeling is so exhilarating that it's unbearable!

Tianyan's gaze fell on those hands. His body continued to weave through the attacks of the three cyborgs, but his brain was working at lightning speed, calculating.

A real person's spells are indeed dangerous to ordinary people, and the same is true for sorcerers, but that does not mean they are invincible.

"Your toy is really nice."

Tianyan's voice came from the gap between the bone blade and the carapace. His gaze passed through the encirclement of three cyborgs and landed on the real man's face: "But you forgot one thing."

"Hmm?" The real person tilted their head.

Tianyan's body suddenly accelerated, squeezing a gap through the encirclement of the three cyborgs. His bone wings fully unfolded behind him, the wingtips leaving two streaks of purple-gold light in the air, and he shot towards the real person like a bolt of lightning.

"I've never seriously fought with your toys."

The real person's pupils suddenly contracted.

In that instant, Tianyan's body unleashed a speed and power far exceeding what he had just experienced. His right hand took out the Xuanzhong Ruler from his storage ring. The ruler was entirely black, with pink flames swirling around its surface.

Pink flames burned on the ruler, and the pink light illuminated the entire house like a sea of ​​cherry blossoms.

"Flames Divide and Devour the Waves!"

The blade energy surged from the ruler, leaving a trail of burning pink in the air as it slashed directly at the real person.