Chapter 51 Nan Muyin's Achilles' Heel

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Nan Muyin looked at the remaining two people with a warm smile on her face. This composed demeanor seemed to have completely enraged them.

They shouted, their bodies blazing with spiritual light, unleashing all their mental energy and magical artifacts as they attacked him, yelling, "Take this!"

Nan Muyin did not retreat at all, her body surrounded by a golden sword and shield, blocking all the magical attacks.

He raised his finger and drew a few lines in the air. A huge magic array rune flowed and suddenly shot out several golden sword beams, which almost leveled the opposite snow slope in an instant.

"They're actually at the Nascent Soul stage!" The two men were horrified as they dodged, and in the face of death, they crushed the jade slip and escaped from the secret realm.

At this moment, they were filled with regret. They thought they had caught a lone lamb, but they never expected it to be a terrifying tiger.

Nan Muyin watched the two disappear, then turned her gaze to the other person lying down and thoughtfully crushed the jade slip for him.

Less than a quarter of an hour into the match, three people had already fallen to Nan Muyin, which stunned the crowd outside the arena, including the people from Peach Blossom Valley. For a moment, Cen Feng and the others forgot to cheer.

Ye Luo's eyes also burned with excitement. It was the first time he had ever witnessed such an overwhelming battle, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. "So amazing!"

Jun Yi: "The Nascent Soul stage is the dividing line between strength and weakness. Your senior brother is born with a sword bone. If he has enough opportunities in the future, he will surely become a powerful figure who can stand above all others."

Upon hearing this, Ye Luo's expression turned solemn. He remembered that Nan Muyin had perished at the Nascent Soul stage. He slammed his hand on the armrest and gritted his teeth, saying, "Absolutely not!"

"Junior brother, what's wrong?" Cen Feng turned and asked.

Ye Luo's eyes flickered slightly. "It's nothing."

Yes, it's okay.

I will protect you all.

On the high platform, many people from various factions watched the competition in the secret realm, constantly flipping through the rosters in their hands, carefully considering which talents they could recruit.

“Nan Muyin? I didn’t expect this kid to go to Peach Blossom Valley.” Mu Tai looked at the roster in his hand, lost in thought.

"Master, do you know him?" Yu Xuan asked in confusion.

"Yes, that was several years ago. I went to the Ascension Ceremony on my way and only saw him once then."

Mu Tai was lost in his memories, and then said, "This boy has a metal-type heavenly spiritual root and is born with a sword bone. He is a talent that is only seen once in a hundred years. At that time, all the major sects were fighting tooth and nail to get him."

"But why did he go to Peach Blossom Valley?" Yu Xuan asked, puzzled.

"I don't know about that. I don't know what kind of luck that old fellow Ming Cang had to find such a treasure. It's truly enviable!"

Yu Xuan looked speechless and said, "Master, your disciple is not bad either..."

"Hehe, I didn't say you were bad, I just wanted to find you a fellow apprentice to help you out."

The competition is halfway through, and most of the battles are concentrated on the snow-capped peaks. Nan Muyin, having made an example of someone, is now quite relaxed, sitting cross-legged on an ice surface and beginning to close her eyes to rest.

Suddenly he opened his eyes, looked at the ice cave not far away, and said, "Come out."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuo Yunce, dressed in a blue outfit, walked out, his eyes revealing a hint of murderous intent.

"Want to kill me? You're not worthy."

"You seem quite confident?"

"That's a must, after all, Xian'er still needs me."

"Shut up!" Zhuo Yunce's eyes blazed with anger. "You'd better get away from her, or else—"

"Otherwise what?" Nan Muyin sneered. "By what right do you speak like this?"

"Just because we're childhood sweethearts, and we were even engaged," Zhuo Yunze said with a smug look on his face, adopting the posture of a victor. "I believe she still has feelings for me."

"Ha, self-deception." Nan Muyin stood up, brushed the snow off her clothes, and laughed, "Whether she still has eyes for you or not, haven't you already found out these past few days?"

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Yunze was furious. "Then it must be you who interfered!"

"So what if it is? So what if it isn't?" Nan Muyin's face was icy cold as she said, "You can forget about coveting the person I'm protecting."

Zhuo Yunze grinned maliciously, "Kill you, and she'll naturally be mine!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he summoned the treasured sword within his body and slashed several sword beams towards Nan Muyin in the distance. His figure flashed and he rushed forward to kill her.

Nan Muyin sneered, her spiritual power surged, her robes fluttered without wind, and a silver sword suddenly flew out, instantly transforming into thousands of silver sword beams.

Zhuo Yunze was shocked to see this and immediately activated a protective talisman, the Myriad Flower Ice Mirror. An ice crystal shield suddenly appeared in front of him, instantly blocking the fierce attack of the sword light.

After a barrage of attacks, the rocks of the frozen lake shattered, revealing the icy lake water.

Suddenly, the fierce sword light stopped. Just as Zhuo Yunce breathed a sigh of relief, Nan Muyin chanted incantations, and the silver sword light transformed into a golden sword array. He shouted, "Dance of the Heavenly Sword!"

The sword array runes surged, and suddenly an even more ferocious sword light descended. Zhuo Yunce, supporting the Myriad Flower Ice Mirror, gradually developed cracks. He was shocked, "Impossible! This is a talisman treasure, crafted by a Nascent Soul cultivator!"

"So what? It's just a fake magic weapon!"

Nan Muyin's eyes flashed with coldness. She shouted and accelerated the attack of the sword formation. The ice mirror could no longer withstand it and shattered. At the critical moment, Zhuo Yunce's pupils shrank and he crushed the jade slip, instantly escaping from the Saitu Secret Realm.

Standing on a piece of floating ice, Nan Muyin looked at the people who had already fled without a trace. She felt a surge of anger in her heart, but she suppressed her bloodlust and glanced at the distance, saying, "Aren't you guys going to make a move?"

In the distance, several Core Formation stage cultivators who had been hiding in the shadows came out with embarrassed expressions. "Hehe, fellow Daoist, we were just taking a look, we have no other intentions, we'll be leaving now."

"Leave? Did I say you could leave?" Nan Muyin's killing intent surged, and the pressure of her Nascent Soul stage aura almost made them unable to breathe.

"Fellow Daoist, please don't be angry, we'll leave right away!" The group looked alarmed, already knowing that he was at the Nascent Soul stage, and naturally dared not provoke him any further.

"Too late!"

As soon as Nan Muyin finished speaking, she suddenly flashed forward, sword in hand, and charged. With each sword strike, cries echoed across the snow-covered ground before the group vanished.

Nan Muyin watched the group flee again, let out a deep breath, and seemed to feel the tightness in her chest dissipate somewhat. "So annoying..."

Outside the secret realm, Cen Feng and his companions, their eyes filled with admiration, jumped up and down excitedly, shouting, "Senior Brother is awesome!!!"

Xiao Huan: "I hereby declare that my senior brother will be my idol from now on!"

Cen Feng: "Didn't you say that female cultivators with big breasts and long legs are the ones?"

"How can they be the same? That's a goddess, this is a god!!"

...

At this moment, Yu Xian'er looked worried, and so did her master. Seeing this, Ye Luo suddenly had a bad feeling.

At this moment, Jun Yi, who had peeked out from under his clothes, transmitted his voice: "Your senior brother... seems to have an unstable sword heart, and there are faint signs of him falling into demonic possession."

"As expected..." Upon hearing this, Ye Luo was extremely anxious. In the original story, he died because he became a demon and killed people.

But what was the trigger for this?