"I never imagined that a prodigy of the human race would take advantage of someone in distress."

The newcomer was a prodigy from another race, possessing a powerful aura comparable to Mu Feng. Yet, there had been no news of him before, truly embodying the spirit of keeping a low profile.

Yu Kou sneered: "Tit for tat. There are quite a few human prodigies who have died from your sneak attacks."

"That's because they are weak. It's a dog-eat-dog world where the strong are respected. This world should rightfully belong to our alien race."

"Aren't you afraid the wind is too strong and you'll bite your tongue? According to you, Mu Feng died because he was weak and deserved to die. It's his honor to die by my hand."

"You're asking for it."

"If you really miss him, I don't mind sending you down to reunite with him."

"You dare kill Mu Feng!" the alien roared in fury.

"What's there to be afraid of? He's just a piece of trash. If he dies, he dies."

The alien race realized that he couldn't gain the upper hand in his conversation with Yu Kou and was even being humiliated by her, so he became smart and stopped speaking.

The wind blade in Yu Kou's hand was like a ghost, constantly condensing according to her will. Even if it was scattered, it could be condensed again and continue to slash at Lang Sha's vital points.

Wolf Sha has always used his unparalleled speed to kill enemies invisibly, but today he has encountered Yu Kou. Yu Kou's control over the wind has reached a terrifying level. In the Wind Realm, she can control every inch of space. Tell me, in the Nascent Soul stage, who can match the speed of the wind?

Therefore, Wolf's speed was completely suppressed. Yu Kou once again caught Wolf's spiked club with ease, her small face bearing a rather harmless expression: "It seems that you are also a master of sneak attacks. I still have a lot to learn from you."

Wolf Sha was so angry he almost vomited blood. These words were absolutely devastating. When had Wolf Sha ever been insulted like this?

Yu Kou was too fast. Even though he could barely see her movements, he couldn't stop her attacks at all. Before long, Lang Sha resigned himself to his fate and gave up trying to outrun Yu Kou.

“I have plenty of time; I’m afraid Mu Feng is the one who doesn’t have time.” Yu Kou raised her jade hand lightly and uttered a few words: “Extreme Wind, Strangulation.”

A massive tornado appeared again, this time with a clear target: Mu Feng, who was still trapped in the Chaotic Domain. Under this double attack, Mu Feng was doomed.

That's why Yu Kou's expression was so interesting. Zhan Changtian's injuries were severe, and the most troublesome thing was the strange poison on Mu Feng's chains. Ordinary antidotes could only delay the poisoning, but not cure it. It seemed that they should go find Jing Li next.

"You dare."

"You dare? Why wouldn't I dare? Don't you even know who you are? Do you think you can stop me?" Yu Kou sneered.

The Wind's Extreme had been fully unleashed. In the Chaotic Domain, Mu Feng, ravaged by countless winds and barely clinging to life, was dumbfounded. Wolf Slayer, that good-for-nothing, couldn't even handle a woman. Seeing the crimson tornado about to hit, Mu Feng closed his eyes and activated his Blood Shield.

Just as Mu Feng's soul left the Chaotic Domain, the Extreme Wind enveloped him, and together with the Chaotic Domain, a violent explosion occurred, instantly turning Mu Feng's physical body into nothingness.

Wolf's expression was terrifying: "I'm going to kill you."

"Unfortunately, I'm also quite interested in your life," Yu Kou sneered.

Seeing that the two were about to fight again, the onlookers were excited, shouting, "Fight! Kill this arrogant alien!"

“Mu Feng is not dead,” Ye Xiruo said, looking at the light screen.

"Not bad, look at his points and ranking." He's still second.

"He's a top genius of an alien race, after all. He's not so easy to die."

"But he will definitely be severely weakened." After all, his physical body has been destroyed. Isn't the strongest part of the alien race their physical body? With such serious injuries, Mu Feng probably won't stand a chance in the third round of the competition. It's truly gratifying.

They didn't think Yu Kou's actions were wrong at all. Morality was something to be discussed with one's own kind. These alien races were utterly heartless and ruthless. No matter what method was used, they should have killed them first.

"Let's go." Mu Feng's soul suddenly appeared beside Lang Sha: "Let's go."

Yu Kou did not continue the pursuit. Lang Sha and Mu Feng were evenly matched, and if they really fought, it would result in both of them being severely injured.

The price is too high. Once the news of her and Zhan Changtian's serious injuries gets out, people from all races—humans, demons, and aliens—will rush to come and kill them and take their points.

Yu Kou straightened her disheveled clothes and hair, and appeared beside Zhan Changtian like a gust of wind: "Are you alright!"

Seeing Mu Feng's miserable state, she had already anticipated that Zhan Changtian's injuries would be severe, and indeed they were.

"fine."

Yu Kou gritted her teeth and took out some healing medicine from her storage bracelet, both for internal and external use.

"Eat this first." Yu Kou looked at Zhan Changtian's wounds, which had turned black, with a grim expression. "Bear with it." Thin wind blades sliced ​​away all the blackened flesh around the wounds, then she controlled the gentle breeze to sprinkle medicinal powder directly onto them. This series of actions was fluid and pleasing to the eye.

Ye Xiruo's eyes lit up. He was indeed a genius; he could actually do that. Wind had no attributes, was extremely sharp, and even had no weight or shape. It could take on any form at will, minimizing healing time and reducing the area of ​​injury.

Yu Kou had treated all the smaller wounds, but the most troublesome one now was the deep, long gash on her chest and abdomen. If it were just an external injury, it wouldn't be a problem for Yu Kou. However, a strange, corrosive energy clung to the wound, constantly destroying the activity around it and preventing healing. Otherwise, with the regenerative abilities of a Nascent Soul cultivator, how could the wound not show any improvement?

"Can we drive away this energy?"

Zhan Changtian shook his head: "Is this a peculiar poison?"

Yu Kou widened her beautiful eyes: "I don't know how to cure poison."

Zhan Changtian honestly replied, "I don't know how to detoxify either."

Yu Kou was furious. Even at this point, Zhan Changtian's expression remained calm, as if he wasn't the one who had been poisoned.

Yu Kou stuffed another pill into Zhan Changtian's mouth: "It's for detoxification. We have to try it, whether it works or not."

"It's alright. Although we can't cure the poison, we can suppress it. Let's go find Palace Master Jingli; he'll definitely have a solution."

"That's right. If even Jingli can't do anything, you can only wait to die."

"He won't die," Zhan Changtian said seriously.