Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World-Chapter 1382: Possession and Revelation

Abbadon quickly followed, attacking her from behind, but Amalia ignored him, seemingly intent on killing Ubel.

Ubel’s eyes widened in fury. He had already given up, so why was she still chasing him?

Amalia caught up and relentlessly attacking him.

Ubel’s King level body crumbled under her blows.

As his body was on the brink of destruction, Ubel made a bold decision.

He abandoned his body and sent his soul directly toward Amalia, his face twisted in a snarl.

"If I die, I’ll drag you to hell with me!"

Amalia raised her blade and ready to strike, but Abbadon had already caught up and struck her back, causing her body to stagger and preventing her from hitting Ubel’s soul.

Ubel’s soul let out a maniacal, triumphant laugh as it instantly entered her body.

Fool!

Amalia’s eyes grew cold, and she expressionlessly wiped the blood from her face.

She turned and glared at Abbadon who had ambushed her.

The devil forces infecting human cultivators, turning them into devils, were essentially no different from possession.

In the face of a powerful cultivator, it was a battle of wills.

If the devil’s will was weaker than the cultivator’s, it would be erased, but if the devil’s soul was stronger, it would replace the cultivator’s, becoming the owner of the body.

As for the human cultivators who were infected, they were mostly at the Qi Gathering or Foundation Building stages, or were ordinary people.

Their will was too weak, or their cultivation was too low.

The devils didn’t even need to possess them—just the devil energy alone was enough to erode their minds, turning them into mindless creatures.

Ubel who is full of confidence, thought Amalia was done for.

He even believed he could gain a stronger body through this.

As he invaded her sea of consciousness and preparing to possess her, he noticed a small round bead suspended in front of her soul.

The bead seemed to project a vibrant, flourishing scene.

Before Ub could make sense of what he was seeing, Amalia’s soul suddenly glowed with intense light, and an overwhelming power enveloped his soul.

Ubel let out a horrific scream as his soul was instantly obliterated, vanishing completely from the sea of consciousness.

Abbadon outside had no idea what had just happened. Seeing Amalia’s pale face, he thought she was still struggling with Ubel’s soul.

"Hand over the Five Elemental Pearl!" he coldly demanded.

Amalia struck with her blade, refusing to waste words.

Hand over the Five Elemental Pearl? That was impossible. It would never happen.

After exchanging several blows, Abbadon realized she seemed to be completely unharmed. Ubel’s soul hadn’t succeeded in possessing her?

Even if it had failed, he thought it should have taken some time before it collapsed, but she seemed completely unfazed.

Unless Ubel’s soul had lasted only a few seconds.

Abbadon’s heart sank.

There were too many things about Amalia that didn’t add up.

If they continued fighting, it would only be to his detriment. But without the Five Elemental Pearl, he couldn’t return and report back.

At that moment, several human cultivators arrived, breaking the tense atmosphere.

They hadn’t come because they had noticed something unusual, but rather because they were being chased by a group of attackers.

Ironically, the people chasing them weren’t devils, but a group of faceless, black-clad individuals. From the aura they emitted, they seemed to be human.

Upon seeing the human cultivators and devils confronting each other in mid-air, the black-clad figures’ faces changed slightly. Realizing there was fighting going on, they had no choice but to make their move.

Now, seeing the situation, they couldn’t tell if they had made the right gamble or if they would lose.

Amalia saw the humans being chased, and the strongest among them was only at the early stage of Body Integration, and it seemed like they had just advanced not long ago.

The pursuers behind them were even more powerful, seemingly at the late stage of Body Integration.

No wonder the five people being chased were covered in wounds.

Two or three of them had weakened auras, as though they had suffered severe internal injuries, and they were on the verge of death at any moment.

When Amalia glanced over, the early stage of Body Integration cultivator being pursued also noticed her, his face showing a hint of surprise, as if he recognized her.

Amalia noticed this and raised an eyebrow slightly.

She had not appeared in front of others many times, and for someone to recognize her, they surely weren’t an ordinary person.

The man might have initially wanted to call for help, but for some reason, he refrained from speaking.

The black-clad figures chasing them had already caught up and, with a single strike, sent two of the humans flying.

"Timothy Tau, you must escape! As long as you survive, you can avenge us in the future!" The only two who hadn’t been badly injured is a middle-aged man and he stood in front of him to block the attack.

"No, I can’t abandon you all," Timothy Tau is the cultivator in the early stage of Body Integration, he immediately rejected the suggestion without hesitation.

The middle-aged man anxiously urged, "If this continues, we’ll all die! They won’t spare us!"

Timothy Tau gritted his teeth and suddenly looked up at Amalia in the sky, transmitting his voice to her: "Amalia, save me and my family, and I’ll tell you the secret of the Eight Gods Blades."

Amalia paused for a moment, her eyes showing surprise as she looked at him. Connecting it with the middle-aged man’s previous call of "Timothy Tau," she wondered if this person was the same Timothy Tau, a relative of the Elder Yen Mah lineage from the Etermal One Sect.

The middle-aged man didn’t know Amalia, but hearing this name, he was even more shocked.

"What? She is Amalia?"

Several of the pursuers stared at her in disbelief. This name had been heard far too many times.