Ye Yanjin hadn't expected Wang Miaomiao to be so resilient. Even though she was injured so badly, she still refused to make a sound to wake Bai Ying. His eyes widened as if they were about to spit fire.
Oh well, he's just an insignificant nobody anyway. Just kill him.
Even if Bai Ying recovers, so what? She's still seriously injured and needs to heal here.
He was waiting for Bai Ying right there.
Even if Bai Ying wakes up, she will still die!
A cruel glint flashed in Ye Yanjin's eyes.
"Your name is Wang Miaomiao, right? Very well, I'll remember you! You think you're tough? I'll torture you to death right now!"
He spat out those words through gritted teeth, each syllable seeming to carry the chilling force of a sharp blade.
Before he finished speaking, his spiritual energy surged, and he suddenly raised his palm. Black spiritual energy rapidly gathered in his palm like a vortex, instantly forming a terrifying spiritual energy vortex.
That palm strike, carrying boundless malice and immense power, accompanied by a whistling wind, hurtled towards Wang Miaomiao's location like a falling black meteor.
A flicker of despair flashed in Wang Miaomiao's eyes.
She knew she couldn't take any more blows.
She is doomed.
However, she still felt a little sad and reluctant to part with it.
She hasn't received her brother's gift yet...
A while ago, my brother broke through to the Golden Core stage, and he was overjoyed, saying he wanted to give her the best gift.
She was really looking forward to it.
But now, she will never see it again.
She also did not see Bai Ying break free of the inner demon curse and awaken from her slumber.
Bai Ying, you must overcome the inner demon curse, you must wake up...
You can't let this awful inner demon defeat you like this...
Wang Miaomiao slowly closed her eyes, a tear sliding down her cheek. She completely gave up resisting, quietly waiting for Ye Yanjin's attack to strike her.
Her thoughts drifted far away, as if she could already see the dark abyss of death beckoning to her, and her body trembled slightly involuntarily.
However, time ticked by, and the expected fatal blow never landed. A deathly silence fell, broken only by her faint breathing. Filled with suspicion, Wang Miaomiao slowly opened her eyes.
Ye Yanjin's hand was now tightly bound by a clump of spider silk that emitted a cold, eerie glow. The spider silk was like an incredibly tough spiritual rope, each strand seemingly containing a mysterious and powerful force. It coiled around Ye Yanjin's hand at a tricky angle and with tremendous speed, immobilizing him completely.
At the other end of the spider silk, Bai Ying opened her eyes!
"Bai Ying!"
Wang Miaomiao couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
She could hardly believe her eyes.
Has Bai Ying really woken up?
Large tears fell from Wang Miaomiao's eyes.
She was filled with resentment.
"Bai Ying..."
Bai Ying's eyes were also fixed on Wang Miaomiao.
She could hardly believe what she was seeing.
She believed that the formation she had set up would be able to protect Wang Miaomiao completely.
But what was before their eyes was Wang Miaomiao being tortured by Ye Yanjin in every way, her miserable appearance was shocking. Her once delicate and lovely face was now as pale as paper, her body was covered with wounds, and she was barely breathing.
In fact, if I hadn't woken up in time, Wang Miaomiao would already be dead!
In an instant, an unnamed rage surged from the depths of her heart like a volcanic eruption, rapidly spreading throughout her body.
Her eyes were instantly filled with rage, a look that seemed capable of burning everything. Her teeth clenched, making a grinding sound, and her hands unconsciously clenched into fists, her nails digging deep into her palms, yet she felt no pain.
"asshole!"
Bai Ying darted out like a white lightning bolt, rushing towards Wang Miaomiao's location. Her movements were as swift as a ghost, her body enveloped in a terrifyingly powerful force, like a surging tidal wave, forcefully snatching Wang Miaomiao from Ye Yanjin's grasp.
Her speed was incredibly fast, as if she had traversed a crack in time and space, completing this thrilling rescue in the blink of an eye.
Ye Yanjin didn't even have time to catch Bai Ying's movements. While he was still in a daze, Wang Miaomiao had already been successfully snatched away and disappeared before his eyes.
Bai Ying hugged Wang Miaomiao tightly, her heart filled with fear and terror as she looked at her miserable appearance.
At this moment, a shocking hole had been torn open in Wang Miaomiao's dantian. Blood gushed out of the hole like a babbling brook, staining her clothes crimson.
Her body was completely empty, not a trace of spiritual power could be found. She was like a shell whose soul had been ripped out, as fragile as a withered leaf that could fall at any moment. The candle of her life flickered in the wind, in danger of being extinguished at any time.
Bai Ying quickly channeled her spiritual energy into her. "Miaomiao, don't be afraid, you'll be alright!"
Wang Miaomiao nodded to her with tears in her eyes.
Ye Yanjin couldn't help but find it amusing to see the two of them like this.
"Are you alright? Bai Ying, I think you should worry about yourself first! You're in serious trouble!"
Ye Yanjin instantly summoned his magical artifact into the air. The artifact was a huge bell that emitted an ancient and ethereal light.
With a low shout from Ye Yanjin, the large bell slowly rotated, and then, with immense force, it fell straight down on Bai Ying's head.
Upon seeing this, Ye Yanjin couldn't help but throw his head back and burst into laughter. He had originally thought that Bai Ying could be very powerful, but he never expected her to be so easily defeated.
They were so easily trapped by their own magic weapon, without even having a chance to put up a decent resistance.
He was filled with pride and disdain. This bell was a Heavenly-grade magic treasure that he had obtained with great effort. Its fame was widespread and its power was terrifying.
Anything covered by it will be corroded and gradually turn into a pool of blood, with no chance of survival.
At this moment, Ye Yanjin was gazing expectantly at the large bell, a cruel smile curving his lips, his ears slightly perked up, as if he couldn't wait to hear Bai Ying's painful cries and desperate shouts from inside the bell.
However, to Ye Yanjin's surprise, the expected sounds of pain did not reach his ears; the surroundings were eerily quiet.
Then, without warning, the enormous bell began to shake violently, initially only slightly. But in the blink of an eye, the amplitude of the shaking increased dramatically, and the speed also increased, so fast that the air around the bell was stirred up to form small vortices.
The runes engraved on the bell flickered erratically under the violent shaking.
With a deafening roar that seemed to shake the heavens and the earth, the great bell, which Ye Yanjin had once placed great hopes on and was known as a heaven-level magic treasure, began to slowly crack from the top of the bell. The cracks spread rapidly like a spider web throughout the entire bell, and finally, in a dazzling light, it exploded!
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