He's so strong, it makes his Mahayana practice seem very weak.

Song Tingwan chuckled and shook her head, "Ayao is used to sparring with various masters, and her true strength is already above the Great Ascension stage."

Lu Wanjian's heart finally calmed down.

Otherwise, the gap would be too big and he would feel truly frustrated.

"That's good."

Then, after the giant beast had sprayed enough ink, Song Siyao chuckled. Knowing that it was afraid of fire and that it would affect its self-healing ability, she made every move with a burst of fire.

The shrieking sound was ear-piercing, so Song Siyao blocked his hearing and focused on cooking every part of the octopus thoroughly.

Song Siyao's figure flew by incessantly, leaving behind a trail of sizzling, delicious aromas of charred octopus.

Once the giant octopus was surrounded by a pile of severed tentacles, it finally lost all strength to struggle.

Song Siyao had had enough fun.

He coldly stared at the giant beast from mid-air, then slashed it with his sword with a fierce shout.

"Vast Ocean, Slash—"

The giant octopus was split in two.

As the enormous figure fell, it tumbled back into the giant crevice.

Unfortunately, the giant rift could not be closed.

Song Siyao found the octopus's broken tentacles on the ground an eyesore, so he swept his sword, sending everything flying into the crack.

Everything returned to calm.

But countless cracks turned the small town into ruins, resulting in numerous deaths and injuries.

Spreading thousands of miles.

The forest where the two sisters once lived was also destroyed.

While other areas were not destroyed by the giant beast, the earthquake still injured countless people in the surrounding area.

This behemoth incident involved a wide range of people. Almost the instant Song Siyao killed the behemoth, various forces mobilized and took over everything in an orderly manner.

Song Tingwan used the spiritual spring water to wipe away the sticky liquid on her body, changed her clothes, and looked at Yun Qian and the others who arrived late with a half-smile.

Yun Qian raised an eyebrow and touched his nose. "Sorry I'm late."

Song Tingwan smiled and nodded at him, "Go tell your junior sister."

Slicing tentacles will make your arms ache.

She had barely finished speaking when Song Siyao landed on her sword right before their eyes.

Yun Qian smiled gently at his junior sister, "I knew it. With your strength, junior sister, we didn't need to come."

Song Siyao raised an eyebrow; the sticky feeling all over her body made her look rather pale.

Song Tingwan opened a bottle of spiritual spring water and carefully wiped her younger sister with a handkerchief.

One of the sisters had a half-smile, while the other ignored everyone.

Yun Qian glanced awkwardly at the air, then said with a forced smile, "My two junior sisters have worked hard. Would you like to rest for a few days before continuing your journey?"

"Reach out your hand."

As Song Tingwan spoke softly, Song Siyao's previous arrogant and confident demeanor vanished, and he obediently extended his hand for his older sister to wipe him.

Hearing her senior brother's question, Song Siyao looked at her older sister's serious expression and shook her head firmly.

"No rest, we'll continue north."

You can rest along the way.

After a while, Song Tingwan finally wiped her sister clean and then looked up at Yun Qian with a smile.

"Don't be late next time!"

After saying that, she raised her face and looked thoughtfully at the sky that Yun Qian had been looking at.

Yun Qian's eyes widened in surprise.

Is he really that perceptive?

The sisters had their heads down, and he only glanced at them once before she noticed him.

Song Siyao then spoke up to help her senior brother out of the predicament: "Let's keep going, and leave the rest to you, senior brother."

Lu Wanjian walked over from the side and asked, "Where are you going, fellow Daoist? Would you like to travel together?"

He happened to have nothing to do.

Song Tingwan watched with a smile, then looked at A Yao.

Song Siyao refused.

"This road may be fraught with danger, so my sister and I plan to head north alone."

Fellow Daoist Lü was seriously injured.

With Chu Tan and her elder sister by her side, she was able to recover completely.

But you can't be this lucky every time.

Lu Wanjian had no choice but to give up, feeling quite disappointed.

Yun Qian watched from the side and struck up a conversation with Lü Wanjian.

The two sisters could tell at a glance that they were trying to recruit more people into the Sword Inquiry Sect.

What a dutiful and responsible next sect leader.

Chu Tan and the group of people they had rescued also came to say goodbye.

With most of his fellow disciples lost, he wasn't in a good mood.

After saying goodbye until they met again, Song Siyao helped his sister onto her sword. The two of them waved to the crowd with their swords and continued on their way without much rest.

In the Mirror of Vision.

The elders of the Suspended Pot Sect were heartbroken.

His disciples rushed in, and he almost wanted to send reinforcements immediately.

Even if we rushed there, it would be too late.

When they received the news, the eight-sided spiritual mirrors activated, and they could only place their hopes on Song Siyao, hoping that they could save more people.

The two sisters have done their best.

Those who weren't quite dead were saved by Song Tingwan using rank eight or nine pills during Song Siyao's battle with the giant beast.

The cultivators who woke up ran incredibly fast, afraid that if they were even a little slower, they would be grabbed and killed by the tentacles again.

He was also afraid of dragging the Sword Saint down.

"Priest of the Cloud Retreat, can we make a deal? Next time there are such large-scale casualties, can we give you advance notice so we can save as many people as we can?"

Someone carefully considered their words before speaking.

Song Chaoxuan watched the two sisters bickering while flying on their swords. He had been smiling gently, but upon hearing this, he shook his head indifferently.

"I can't calculate it."

"No one could see the will of Heaven."

It's not that easy.

If all dangers are anticipated in advance, and everyone is prepared, it is easy to overcome a crisis.

But will fate allow it?

He himself was also watching the two sisters in the picture closely; they were his two most beloved daughters.

Ayao was flung away countless times, while his clean-loving Awan was bound by sticky, disgusting tentacles and unable to move.

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