“Wretch!”
Daoist Qinglong, who had always remained unfazed even if Mount Tai collapsed before his eyes, finally wore an expression of extreme terror.
The might of the late Nascent Soul stage instantly swept through the entire formation, causing the ground to sink several yards!
He was finally showing his true strength, but unfortunately, it was already too late!
Under the immense pressure, as if a ten thousand ton mountain had suddenly pressed down on her head, blood trickled from the green robed female cultivator’s every orifice. She could barely move a finger!
Even the surrounding wind stopped moving. In an instant, Qinglong’s figure flew before her, his sword fingers aimed straight for her forehead!
Just as Qinglong’s fingertips were about to pierce Nan Zhi’s brow, a wisp of black smoke wriggled up from her wrist. She forced a satisfied smile and said, word by word:
“In a battle across realms... the winning factor... lies with me.”
In the next moment, the infant corpse like artifact in her hand suddenly erupted with thousands of strands of tangible black mist, swallowing both of them whole!
The black mist was incomparably domineering, lunging straight at Qinglong. In an instant, it dissolved half of his arm. He let out a strange cry and transformed into a point of spiritual light, flying a hundred yards away!
Nan Zhi was swept up and surrounded by this black mist, feeling as if she were placed inside the belly of a giant, living slime. The mist coiled, devoured, and crawled over her exposed skin inch by inch—
It tried to devour Nan Zhi, but then shrank back in disgust.
If there were a system notification, it would surely look like this:
【Cultivator Nan Zhi has been attacked by “Old Nan’s Corpse”】
【“Old Nan’s Corpse” has spat you out, finding you unpalatable, and is wearing a look of disgust.】
“Don’t eat me! You wretched thing, I can’t be sacrificed!”
Having regained her freedom, Nan Zhi hurriedly held up the infant corpse and shoved it harder toward the formation eye:
“Eat! You dead brat, hurry up and eat!”
If she were any slower, that bastard Qinglong would escape!
Nan Zhi had witnessed the power of Old Nan’s Corpse.
Forget a Nascent Soul cultivator; it could easily devour even a fully transformed great demon.
If she had taken out Old Nan’s Corpse at the beginning, not only would all the surrounding living beings have suffered, but given Qinglong’s skill, he certainly would not have given Nan Zhi any chance to get close.
Daoist Qinglong wanted to kill her. Coincidentally, she had no intention of letting him go either.
The chubby child moved its feet. Whether it understood her or not, it suddenly opened its mouth. Its sharp teeth gnashed twice, producing a series of hair raising sounds:
“Crunch.”
“Crunch.”
“Crunch.”
Accompanied by the clear sound of chewing, the venomous resentment in Daoist Qinglong’s eyes grew deeper. In the next moment, the pale red formation on the ground cracked, and a massive rift suddenly appeared in the sky.
“Boom...”
The formation shattered with a roar, followed by a deafening blast.
The sky split open.
Nan Zhi’s eyes widened.
No, the sky hadn't split.
A bolt of lightning that spanned the heavens tore through the sky. The previously azure sky looked like a shredded canvas as purple lightning, thick as a mountain, descended with the majestic power of the heavens!
The slow chime of the heavenly bell, the rolling purple lightning.
With a force that could destroy the world, it struck toward Qinglong.
At this moment, as far as the eye could see, time seemed to stand still. Even the white clouds and clear sky beside her were frozen in place.
Nascent Soul expert? Half step deity transformation?
Under the great power of the Heavenly Dao, they were like mayflies.
This was the true meaning of mayflies shaking the heavens!
The hundred meter thick lightning dragon crashed down. Between heaven and earth, only one sound seemed to remain.
Amidst the silence of ten thousand things, her ears rang with a roar!
“Damned Heavens! They are but a few mortals! Why?! Why?!!”
Daoist Qinglong roared, resisting with all his might within the lightning. But the lightning was surging; how could he resist the might of the Heavenly Dao?!
The Demon Suppression Monastery suspended in the air shook violently. A massive Three Fire Candle Turtle Ruler drilled out from the ground, gradually shrinking until it fell into the Daoist’s hand—
It truly was a fine artifact. It shone with golden light and the shimmer of five treasures. Three inches long, it was made of Candle Turtle shell and inlaid with Kui Ox hide. With spots of precious light, it firmly protected Daoist Qinglong!
“I gave my heart to you! The supreme Great Dao, to share eternal life together!”
Seeing the formation destroyed and the Heavenly Dao detecting his presence, Qinglong’s face turned ashen. He reached out and grabbed the struggling Immortal Danxia, questioning her loudly:
“If not for you, how would I have ended up like this! Xia Niang, Xia Niang, are you still unwilling to understand?!”
“Go to hell.”
Before his voice could fade, a dagger was plunged into his chest. Immortal Danxia was expressionless, her eyes filled with waves of satisfaction:
“Since you speak of such deep affection and are willing to be my loving Dao companion for all eternity, then let’s die together! Die together!”
“You’re mad!”
Qinglong cursed, his eyes full of disbelief and hurt:
“The Great Dao of eternal life—what is wrong with it? To live as long as the heavens and earth, to shine as brightly as the sun and moon! I offered everything to you on a silver platter! Xia Niang! Why won’t you understand?!!”
Another roll of thunder!
“Boom—”
The lightning surged and struck directly. Qinglong leaped to dodge, but he was met with even more violent bolts of lightning!
The lightning and thunder submerged both of them, as well as the spiritual light of the Three Fire Candle Turtle Ruler. Nan Zhi had just caught her breath when her body involuntarily tilted backward—
Wait, wait, wait! Why was there a bolt of lightning curving toward her??
Nan Zhi suddenly remembered she still held a Witch Corpse that was intolerable to heaven and earth. She hurriedly put away Old Nan’s Corpse and used every ounce of her strength to weave through the lightning that danced like massive purple dragons—
“Crack!”
“Crunch!”
“Boom!”
Each bolt of lightning was incredibly thick. In front of these hundred meter wide bolts, the lightning protection spell she used was at most an earthworm!
A miniature one at that!
Another bolt of lightning fell. The surrounding air crackled with static. As the lightning pillar descended, the electricity hitting her flesh felt numb and tingly. Countless tiny currents traveled through her fingertips and hair—
The lightning lost its target and fell rapidly through the air, suddenly striking the ground. The flowing purple electricity solidified, stacking into charred, black masses. After cooling for a moment, they transformed into rocks interspersed with transparent, magnificent crystals!
【Lightning Struck Spirit Marrow (Superior Grade): Formed by heavenly lightning and earth fire through a chance encounter. Extremely rare. Contains the intent of heavenly lightning. Can be used to refine Lightning Spirit Pills, Lightning Light Pills, or as a material for artifact crafting.】
Nan Zhi suddenly whipped her head around in mid air.
“Rumble...”
“Boom...”
Without the Three Fire Candle Turtle Ruler, the Demon Suppression Monastery violently disintegrated. Over a dozen pavilions and halls collapsed and fell, while small flying boats from the monastery sped away in all directions—
It truly was a case of “when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter.”
The small acts of kindness Daoist Qinglong had done in the past ultimately saved the lives of these demon suppressors.
Nan Zhi released her divine sense, frantically scouring for the Lightning Struck Spirit Marrow falling within the Demon Suppression Monastery.
Lightning flashed. Under the majesty of the heavenly thunder, all evil within a hundred miles had nowhere to hide. Great demons with decent cultivation hid in their caves, trembling.
Demons with lower cultivation were directly caught in the lightning and killed on the spot!
These bolts of lightning seemed to have a special fondness for the green robed female cultivator. Each time, they barely grazed her, and every piece of Lightning Struck Spirit Marrow happened to fall within the range of her divine sense.
The Demon Suppression Monastery collapsed, and over a dozen massive mountains fell from a height of several thousand feet. The energy brought by this was staggering.
“Boom...”
“Boom...”
“Rumble...”
Under the dull and massive sounds, the earth trembled. Hills became plains, and plains turned into deep canyons. The purple electricity destroyed everything in its path, looking like the end of the world.
Nan Zhi collected a piece of Lightning Struck Spirit Marrow and nimbly jumped out of the way of a falling boulder. Suddenly, she felt a powerful gust of wind behind her. Turning her head, she saw a blood stained crane with a dying Shen Luohe lying on its back, his life hanging by a thread—
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