An invisible, formless, and utterly bizarre power instantly spread out from Ye Yin, washing over all the ambushing soldiers. The men, who had their bows drawn for the next volley, froze in place. A sudden, unbearable heat flared up all over their bodies, and an extreme thirst for water instantly overwhelmed their reason.
"Water! It's so hot! I need water!"
One soldier threw his bow and arrow aside, snatched a waterskin from his companion's waist, and without a second's hesitation, poured the entire contents over his own head. The cool liquid made him shiver, but a sigh of deep satisfaction escaped his lips.
His action was like lighting a fuse.
"Give that to me! I need some too!"
"Water! Get me some water, now!"
The eyes of the surrounding soldiers turned red with a desperate madness. They began frantically grabbing any container with liquid in it—waterskins, wine bags, and even chamber pots they found nearby.
Splash! Splash!
Countless different liquids were flung through the air, drenching their companions' bodies. Much of it splashed onto the burning oil and arrows at their feet. With a loud hiss, a massive cloud of white steam erupted, and the raging fire began to die down. It got even worse when some of the soldiers, unable to find a container, started desperately unbuckling their pants.
The entire ambush position descended into absolute chaos. The soldiers, like madmen, splashed water and urinated on each other, completely forgetting their mission. Their formation was a total wreck.
"Quick, pee on my head!"
"You pee on me first, and then I'll pee on you!"
"No, you have to pee on my head first, then I'll pee on yours!"
"What are you bastards doing?!" Kui Shan and Ying Shu roared, both shocked and furious. "Stop! Stop it right now!"
But no one paid them any attention. In fact, several red-eyed soldiers began running toward them, holding freshly filled chamber pots.
"Damn it! It's that Ye Yin's evil technique!" Kui Shan instantly understood. He furiously slashed away a soldier who was trying to splash urine on him, his gaze locking onto Ye Yin with pure hatred. "Ying Shu! Follow me! We have to kill that strange support-type first!"
He knew that if they didn't deal with Ye Yin, their entire army would be played to death by these bizarre curses.
The spirit rings on both Spirit Kings lit up. Kui Shan charged toward the trap like a raging bull, his massive saber swinging down on Ye Yin with enough force to split a mountain. At the same time, Ying Shu melted into the darkness like a ghost, his blade stabbing toward Ye Yin's blind spot from a tricky angle. Facing the pincer attack of two Spirit Kings, it seemed Ye Yin had nowhere to run.
Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing saw the danger and immediately moved to intercept, but Ye Yin just chuckled lightly. "Don't worry. Let's play with them for a bit."
His third spirit ring flickered.
Organ Curse! Target: Kui Shan's bladder. Effect: Severe and frequent urination! Intensity: Level nine!
Another silent curse fell upon the charging Spirit King. Kui Shan, who was in mid-sprint, suddenly slammed on the brakes. His face twisted into a bizarre expression as he clamped his legs together, veins bulging on his forehead. An unbearable urge to urinate surged through his body like a tidal wave. The feeling was more terrifying than anything he had ever faced on the battlefield.
"Uh…" His massive body trembled violently, his charge completely halted. He stood frozen in place, his expression a mixture of immense pain and utter bewilderment. A fresh wave of resentment flowed from the humiliated Spirit King toward Ye Yin.
"Kui Shan! What the hell are you doing?!" Ying Shu shouted, his own sneak attack already in motion. Seeing his teammate freeze up at the critical moment made him both anxious and angry.
Ye Yin's playful gaze then turned to the shadows where Ying Shu was hiding. "As for you... you like hiding so much, don't you?"
Second Spirit Ability: Soul Skill Curse! Target: Ying Shu's stealth ability. Enhanced Effect: Stealth duration is doubled. Side Effect: While in stealth, the user will fart uncontrollably, emitting colorful light and a rich fragrance!
As Ying Shu moved through the shadows, a loud "poof" suddenly escaped him. A dazzling, rainbow-colored light erupted from his rear end—a true rainbow fart, cycling through red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple. He lit up the dark night like a human neon light. At the same time, an extremely rich, cloyingly sweet fragrance wafted from his backside, potent enough to be smelled from a great distance.
Ying Shu froze, completely bewildered. He looked down at his sparkling rear, smelled the suffocating fragrance, and his mind went blank. Who am I? Where am I? How is this still called stealth?!
Poof! Another fart, another explosion of rainbow light. The sheer absurdity of the situation stunned Dai Mubai and the others, who almost burst out laughing. A sea of fire, soldiers splashing each other with urine, a Spirit King clamped in agony, and another one who was now a sparkling, fragrant disco ball… the scene was too ridiculous to believe.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" Ye Yin asked, shaking his head with a helpless smile. "An invitation to dinner?"
That snapped them out of it. With a roar, Dai Mubai and the others leaped out of the pit. The ambushing soldiers, leaderless and lost in a cursed madness, were like lambs to the slaughter.
The battle immediately turned into a one-sided massacre. Dai Mubai's tiger palms sent men flying, Zhu Zhuqing's幽冥百爪 claimed lives with every swipe, Xiao Wu's waist bow techniques were devastating, and Tang San's Blue Silver Grass controlled the battlefield while Dugu Yan's poison mist spread through the chaos, all under Ning Rongrong's powerful support.
Kui Shan, still enduring the agonizing urge to pee, barely managed to block Dai Mubai's ferocious attacks. His movements were clumsy and full of openings. Soon, Dai Mubai's White Tiger Light Wave sent him flying, and he crashed to the ground, spitting blood. A moment later, a tiger claw was pressed against his throat. Ying Shu tried to escape, but he was now a giant, fragrant glow stick with nowhere to hide. He was easily caught and subdued by Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu working together.
With their leaders captured, the remaining soldiers completely collapsed and were quickly dealt with. A meticulously planned ambush, designed to kill them all, had been easily dismantled by a few of Ye Yin's unbelievable curses.
As the flames died down, Ye Yin walked over to Kui Shan, who was pinned under Dai Mubai's foot. He squatted down, a gentle and harmless smile on his face. "Now, can we have a nice talk? For example, what kind of 'surprise' are Dai Weisi and Zhu Zhuyun preparing for us in the Star Luo Imperial City?"
Kui Shan trembled violently, the intertwining feelings of terror and the physical urge to urinate completely shattering his will. Looking at Ye Yin's gentle smile, which seemed to see right through him, his psychological defenses crumbled.
"I'll talk! I'll tell you everything!" Kui Shan cried out, his voice filled with pleading. The hellish experience of the curse was simply too terrifying; he would rather die than go through it again. "It's Prince Dai Weisi! And Miss Zhu Zhuyun! They knew you were coming to the Star Luo Empire and have already set up an inescapable trap! This ambush was just the first appetizer. Its purpose was to test your strength, and hopefully, to wear you down or even eliminate one or two of you…"
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