Unexpectedly, Bai Ying was not afraid at all. Instead, she directly channeled the Xuanhuang Qi from her incense burner into the God-Slaying Jar.
The wisp of primordial energy was indeed completely absorbed by the God-Slaying Jar. The members of the Xuan Yang Sect originally thought that Bai Ying's actions were tantamount to walking into a trap, and they were secretly delighted, thinking that the crisis was over.
Before their smiles could fully bloom, a chilling whistling sound suddenly rang out. In terror, everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw countless thick, barbed vines, like surging black waves, hurtling towards their location from all directions.
They were all dumbfounded, utterly terrified. Their only recourse was to continue activating the God-Slaying Jar, trying to fight against the Demon King Vine.
Just as they were activating the God-Slaying Jar with all their spiritual power, a crisp yet despairing cracking sound rang out. The God-Slaying Jar, which was said to be infinitely powerful, was pierced directly like fragile glass by the swift attack of the Demon King Vine.
The jar shattered instantly, turning into countless glittering fragments that scattered in the air. At the same time, the other vines, like ferocious beasts that had smelled blood, swept towards the Xuan Yang Sect members at incredible speed, instantly binding them all tightly.
These vines seemed to be driven by boundless rage, and their methods of dealing with the Xuan Yang Sect members were even more brutal and terrifying than when they dealt with the cultivators before.
Like enormous, merciless nooses, they tightened relentlessly, the creaking of bones and screams of agony accompanying the horrifying cracking of bones as the bodies of the Xuan Yang Cult members were mercilessly strangled into pieces. Blood gushed from their broken bodies like fountains, staining everything around them a glaring red. Broken limbs, spilled intestines, and squeezed-out brain matter were scattered everywhere, mingling with the pungent stench of blood that filled the air. The scene was utterly nauseating, a true depiction of hell on earth.
Bai Ying watched all this coldly, thinking to herself, "What a bunch of fools."
The primordial energy in this world is already extremely rare. For the Demon King Vine, it is as precious as a drop of water for a person lost in the desert.
They actually absorbed the Xuanhuang Qi right in front of the Demon King Vine.
What's the difference between this and courting death?
Bai Ying's eyes were fixed on Qin Hua Zhenren, who was fleeing at top speed.
She gritted her teeth and said coldly:
"My dear master, you should die with me!"
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