The sect disciples were stunned!
Was the soul-snatching cultivation technique meant to extract their soul power? And to nurture a demon god? What was the identity of this demon god? How many cultivators who had read the history books of the Upper Realm didn't recognize him? Their patriarch actually wanted to revive that devilish existence?
Jin Bao'er suddenly came to her senses and rushed forward to snatch the black bead!
There was no doubt, it must contain some remnant of the demon god. She never imagined that the creature hadn't been completely destroyed by Long Li Star back then! And it had survived until now...
No! Perhaps it was found by Patriarch Linlang ten thousand years ago. They claimed to have found a soul-snatching cultivation technique! Clearly, they had found a fragment of the demon god and placed it in the soul stone. Using the soul-snatching technique, they stole soul power during soul exchanges to repair themselves!
Thinking of the malevolence and demonic energy emanating from those scarlet eyes, she felt a surge of fear! No wonder it felt familiar, wasn't that the gaze of that mad demon god from back then?!
Patriarch Linlang was prepared. The moment he sensed the approach of the Great Dao power, he retreated sharply!
Jin Bao'er's first attempt missed. She immediately attacked again, a light pink force erupting from her hand, aimed at Patriarch Linlang's right hand. If this strike hit, it would surely destroy the soul stone.
However, perhaps the opponent had grown accustomed to locating her power fluctuations with his divine sense, he dodged sideways directly!
The Great Dao power slammed into the ruins behind him, kicking up a storm of dust and sending debris flying into the sky! The ground itself trembled thrice!
The two sides engaged in a chase once more. Jin Bao'er wanted to unleash her domain but lacked the distance. Various powers were unleashed from her hands, yet she couldn't hit the opponent...
Within a few breaths, the entire small island was blasted into a pitted mess. Several light pink energy orbs continued to descend from the air, relentlessly pursuing a fleeing figure, but always falling a step behind. The energy landed, emitting bursts of thunderous roars...
She couldn't help but feel anxious! Her brows were furrowed deeply, her expression grim! Yet she couldn't match the opponent's speed. For the first time in her life, she felt so helpless!
Meanwhile, Patriarch Linlang's dark robe was already tattered by the explosions. His emaciated legs were exposed as he moved at extreme speed, appearing pitiful yet exceptionally grotesque.
Of the entire sect's thousands of disciples, less than a hundred now remained! Most of them had perished in Jin Bao'er's bombardment!
At this moment, a hand suddenly emerged from beneath the ruins. Following it, a figure in the pile of rubble trembled and rose. Her pure white pháp y (robes) were now gray, her lustrous black hair also dusty and disheveled, looking utterly wretched. Her face, caked with dirt and grime, was a mess of dust and grit…
A pair of fearful and bewildered eyes scanned her surroundings, then noticed the distant roars. Her eyes widened abruptly, rage and unwillingness surging into her heart. Her disheveled body couldn't help but tremble! Resentment erupted like a wild horse, soaring towards the heavens!
"Jin! Bao! Er! You slut!"
Her clear black eyes were now tainted with intense resentment, invisibly drawing the darkness beside her…
Jin Bao'er hovered in mid-air, her gaze locked onto Patriarch Linlang. She finally waited for the moment his power was depleted…
Instantly, she appeared beside him, her divine sense rapidly scanning him…
However… the black bead was gone!
Jin Bao'er's pupils contracted. This was impossible! She had been tracking his every move. The old man definitely didn't have a chance to send the item away, nor could he have simply discarded it!
Unless…
Before she began her bombardment and pursuit, he had already placed the black bead somewhere?!
Thinking of this, she suddenly recalled how he had suddenly unleashed a large area of demonic energy mist to obscure his actions not long ago. She hadn't paid it much mind at the time, as she could easily dispel it. However, others around them had been instantly engulfed and killed by the demonic energy…
Killed?
But why would he waste his energy killing his own people? The old man knew full well that the demonic energy was useless against her…
In an instant, she realized something, her pupils shrinking sharply!
Patriarch Linlang couldn't see her expression, but he sensed something from her silence. A terrifying smile spread across his face, tinged with madness and mockery.
"Did you think you were so clever? Hah! Jin Bao'er! You are the biggest fool in this world! Hah!!"
Facing the enemy's ridicule, Jin Bao'er regained her composure. Her thin lips pressed together, her expression icy.
"Oh… is that so?"
As soon as she spoke, Patriarch Linlang felt an even sharper aura surge towards him. The smile on his face froze. Before he could react…
"Swish!"
"Thump!"
The long sword struck, cleanly severing his head!
Silver-white light, mixed with a faint trace of Great Dao power, was sharp and piercing! His head rolled several times on the ground before finally coming to a stop…
"You… How dare you!"
The severed head spoke, surprisingly able to utter words! Its empty sockets were filled with terror!
Jin Bao'er was not surprised… her face remained stern… Half-ghost, half-demon, an absolute anomaly! It wasn't strange that it could speak.
Then, she swung her hand again, and Zhan Hun (Soul Slicer) plunged downwards! Her cold voice finally rang out.
"What is there for me to not dare? You kind of thing, I wouldn't even deign to use the power of rules!"
The power of rules, such a just and majestic existence, did not deserve such a dirty thing!
At the same time, several kilometers behind her…
"Boom!!"
Demonic energy poured down like a torrential rain!
A figure shot up into the sky. Instantly, the sky changed, dark clouds obscured the sun, and darkness descended abruptly. An inexplicable pressure swept across the land, causing the few remaining sect disciples to collapse to the ground, spitting blood, on the verge of death…
Jin Bao'er whirled around at the sound, her gaze, from a great distance, met the scarlet eyes of that person! Killing intent and malice washed over her, clear and familiar.
The demon god?
No! That's not right! It's Linlang Liuli!
Her tattered clothing faintly revealed her previous appearance, which was remarkably similar to her own. The wounds on her face had already scabbed over, ugly and terrifying. Her eyes, filled with frenzied hatred and violent killing intent, could belong to no one else but that Linlang Liuli!
However, the intense demonic energy emanating from her was identical to that of the demon god! It was likely that the black bead had fallen into her hands. That old fox, Patriarch Linlang, had a good plan!
Who would have thought that his seemingly mad actions were actually intended to throw the black bead, containing the demon god's fragment, to Linlang Liuli! It could be done in an instant and without any power fluctuations…
Suddenly, the figure in mid-air moved!
Her form shot down from the sky like a rocket, piercing the void. Black energy continuously overflowed from her, soon obscuring half the sky…
Seeing this, Jin Bao'er tensed her body, gripping Zhan Hun tightly in a defensive stance, her gaze fixed on the hatred and madness in the other's eyes! Completely devoid of any human-like emotional fluctuations…