As the white-robed scholar was forced out, the black-and-red blade light descending in the distance was also greatly affected. With a flash, the eerie glow dimmed significantly, allowing the giant sword and silver flying fork of the big-headed freak to block the massive blade’s strike. Seizing the opportunity, the freak swayed and shot outward, finally escaping the range of the blade’s attack.
“Seventh Uncle, where do you think you’re fleeing? The Black Blood Blade is the heirloom treasure of the Ye family and the instrument for punishing traitors. Since you’ve colluded with this ancient demon ancestor and abandoned the Ye family, don’t blame your juniors for being ruthless. This Eight Spirit Ruler is something the Ye family must obtain. If you intend to hand it over to that demon, you’ll have to offer your life first.” Ignoring the wound on his chest, the white-robed scholar glared at the distant freak and spoke harshly.
Hearing this, the big-headed freak’s face flickered between red and white, but he soon sneered, showing complete indifference and making no attempt to defend himself.
Seeing the freak’s dismissive expression, a murderous aura flashed across the scholar’s face. His eyebrows gradually rose, and his entire demeanor turned exceptionally fierce, starkly contrasting his earlier refined image.
The black-robed woman, surprised that her earlier attack hadn’t killed the scholar, frowned upon seeing his sudden ferocity. Without a word, she made a casual grasping motion in the air.
The movement was effortless, devoid of any visible aggression.
Yet, immediately after, a sharp tearing sound echoed through the air.
Five crystalline claws, each half a foot long, shot from her hand and vanished in a flash, reappearing before the scholar with speed akin to teleportation.
The white-robed scholar’s pupils contracted sharply, but strangely, he made no move to dodge. Instead, he opened his mouth and spat out a fiery-red disc-shaped treasure. With a slight rotation, it emitted countless red rays, engulfing his figure.
However, the five claws never reached the treasure. A white giant hand materialized before the scholar, seizing the claws with lightning speed. With a slight squeeze, the crystalline claws shattered and dissipated.
Witnessing this, the black-robed woman’s eyes flickered, her expression turning grave.
Only then did Long Meng’s cold laughter echo from the palace:
“Yuan Sha, if you can manipulate humans to fetch treasures for you, I can also ally with human cultivators. Don’t think breaking the Eight Spirit Ruler’s restrictions will be easy. I’d like to see how much of your once-dominant demonic power, suppressed for so many years, can withstand the Buddhist spiritual treasure. Even if you somehow break the Eight Spirit Ruler, I wonder how much of the demonic energy you’ve absorbed through external means will remain when you face me.”
Hearing this, the black-robed woman’s face darkened, her gaze turning icy. Yet she replied indifferently, “No matter how much demonic energy remains, dealing with a disembodied remnant like you is well within my capabilities. Besides, with so many spiritual medicines here, what do I care about losing some demonic energy?”
“Spiritual medicines? Old demon, you—” Long Meng’s voice cut off abruptly as if recalling something, then immediately shifted in tone.
But before she could finish, the black-robed woman smirked strangely and flicked a finger toward the Black Wind Banner in the air.
A green incantation shot out, striking the spiritual treasure and merging into it.
The previously motionless black banner trembled, its tip dipping slightly as a pitch-black light erupted. A dark beam shot forth, vanishing the moment it left the banner, only to reappear before the square-faced cultivator in the distance before exploding.
Countless black sparks scattered, and in an instant, a towering black whirlwind rose from the spot, engulfing the unsuspecting cultivator.
The whirlwind howled violently, countless eerie black wind blades swirling within. Under the intense rotation, they slashed toward the center like thousands of blades.
The square-faced cultivator panicked, channeling all his spiritual power into the bone rings on his body.
Phantom images flickered around the rings as a blinding yellow barrier formed, encasing him securely.
Yet the black wind blades were too numerous and dense, each seemingly imbued with a peculiar power. Every blade that struck the barrier vanished without exploding, leaving no trace.
Moments later, however, palm-sized gaps began appearing on the barrier’s surface, densely packed as if parts of it had simply disappeared.
Under this bizarre assault, the yellow barrier, though thick and resilient, quickly crumbled. As the black whirlwind’s rotation intensified, the barrier shattered under countless black flashes, and the bone rings began breaking apart.
The square-faced cultivator turned pale. Gritting his teeth, he spat out a cyan flying sword and merged with it in a low roar, transforming into a cyan streak that shot away, leaving the nearly destroyed Mie Tian Bracelet behind.
Clearly aware that staying meant certain death, he had no choice but to gamble on escape.
“No!” The white-robed scholar shouted in alarm upon seeing this, but it was too late.
The cyan streak had barely entered the black whirlwind when its light flickered wildly, followed by a piercing scream. The streak exploded, and the square-faced cultivator was torn apart by the blades.
From the shredded remains, three differently colored orbs shot out, each containing a tiny inch-tall Nascent Soul. The three orbs fled together in the same direction.
Not only the square-faced cultivator’s Nascent Soul, but the other two Ye family Nascent Souls he had collected were also forced to flee for their lives.
Yet with wind blades densely packed everywhere, escape was impossible. After flying a short distance, they were surrounded by countless blades, on the verge of being shredded. Suddenly, a black flash erupted from the whirlwind, and all the blades vanished.
The three Nascent Souls paused in confusion, then rejoiced as their protective lights flickered, preparing to flee again.
The black-robed woman, observing this, curled her lips in mockery. She flexed her fingers slightly and made a slow grasping motion toward the whirlwind.
The Nascent Souls felt the air around them solidify, their bodies immobilized. Simultaneously, countless black specks emerged from the whirlwind, converging on them and forming three black orbs.
The woman then clasped her hands and chanted an arcane incantation.
With a black flash, the orbs vanished from the whirlwind, only to reappear before her in a burst of light, teleported through her immense power.
“Demon, what are you doing? Stop!” the scholar shouted urgently, pointing at the nearby Black Blood Blade, which flared with light as it prepared to strike.
“It’s too late,” Long Meng said coolly.
As she spoke, the black-robed woman’s beautiful eyes flashed crimson. She parted her lips and exhaled a bloody mist that enveloped the three orbs.
The Nascent Souls’ expressions twisted in terror as their forms shrank rapidly under the mist, soon reduced to the size of fingers. The mist then coiled back, carrying them into the woman’s mouth, where she swallowed them whole.
The entire process, though intricate, was completed in a single breath, as if practiced countless times.
Even the usually composed scholar turned livid with rage.
The Black Blood Blade, now glowing fiercely, trembled slightly. After a moment, the Ye family’s elder suppressed his fury and calmed the blade.
“Senior Long Meng, what is the meaning of this? Why didn’t you save my Ye family’s cultivator? With your power, it should have been possible. Was your offer of alliance just empty words?” the scholar demanded harshly.
“Hmph! Why should I save him? He was merely a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator with a pitiful imitation spiritual treasure, not even a tenth as powerful as the real thing. My spiritual power is limited; why waste it on someone useless? And don’t misunderstand—I’m not allying with the Ye family, only cooperating with you once,” Long Meng replied coldly from the palace.
“Even so, aren’t you afraid this demon will regain its full strength after devouring those Nascent Souls?” the scholar retorted, his expression still grim.
“What do you know? Devouring Nascent Souls may temporarily boost the old demon’s power, but it forces him to expend vast amounts of demonic energy to refine them, ultimately depleting him further. It seems he plans to use the powers of my silver wolf form, hence the reckless expenditure. Am I wrong, Yuan Sha?” Long Meng said icily, addressing the black-robed woman directly.
“Indeed, I had no intention of hiding it. You know better than anyone the might of your own body. I initially hoped to conserve energy and rely solely on the Black Wind Banner to break the Eight Spirit Ruler’s restrictions, but now I feel that would take too long. To avoid complications, I’ll endure the loss of demonic energy and use this late-stage Deity Transformation wolf form to eliminate you all swiftly,” the black-robed woman declared openly.
She then exhaled softly, forming a hand seal as her body was enveloped in a blinding silver light, radiant as a silver sun.
From within the light came a wolf’s howl that shook the heavens, followed by an overwhelming spiritual pressure descending upon the space.
The entire area trembled under the pressure, the ground splitting into fissures of varying sizes.
The silver light expanded and contracted violently, swelling to dozens of times its original size before condensing into the form of a colossal two-headed silver wolf.
One head was silver, its eyes closed and slightly lowered; the other was black, snarling with bared fangs and glaring eyes.
The wolf’s front claws resembled giant blades, its heads as large as pavilions. The sheer, unbelievable spiritual pressure it exuded left both the white-robed scholar and the big-headed freak breathless, their eyes fixed unblinkingly on the monstrous creature.
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