Yang Anqi tried to see a hint of panic in Bai Ying's eyes.
She desperately wanted to see the look of fear on this person's face.
Previously, Bai Ying's eyes always held an arrogant air, and even when she encountered particularly powerful people or things, her expression remained indifferent.
The way they looked at me always carried a hint of disdain.
Yang Anqi really hated the way she looked at her.
Right now, there are already seven or eight Nascent Soul stage cultivators in this jungle alone, and as many as five of them are in the late Nascent Soul stage.
So what if Bai Ying is already in the early stage of Nascent Soul?
She'll still die here, won't she?
Although the entire Lingyin Sect had set up a large formation to prevent cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage from easily entering their territory, a Nascent Soul stage cultivator was more than enough to deal with Bai Ying.
Yang Anqi expected to see fear and terror on Bai Ying's face, but to her surprise, even in this situation...
Bai Ying's face was expressionless, and her eyes still held that disgusting contempt.
"Bai Ying!"
Yang Anqi shouted directly at Bai Ying, "Don't think you're so great just because you've won the favor of the Grand Elder and the others. Let me tell you, you're doomed now!"
"Unless you hand over all the pills you've refined right now, I might ask them to let you die a little easier. Otherwise, they'll torture you to death."
Yang Anqi's plan was sound. The people from Xiyun Sect didn't know that Bai Ying was extremely skilled at alchemy. Since she was only taking some Lesser Qi-Nourishing Pills from Bai Ying, they wouldn't fight over them.
Unexpectedly, Bai Ying coldly scoffed, "What kind of dream are you having?"
Yang Anqi's expression changed drastically; she hadn't expected Bai Ying to still be able to laugh even at a time like this.
"Okay, okay!"
She can just go through Bai Ying's storage bag herself after Bai Ying dies.
"You bastard, you're about to die and you're still so arrogant. You're finished this time!"
Bai Ying's expression remained calm. She glanced at the Nascent Soul stage cultivators present, and the curve of her lips was even wider than before: "What nonsense are you spouting about them?"
Bai Ying's words not only angered the people of Xiyun Sect, but also thoroughly enraged Yang Anqi.
Yang Anqi glanced at the array that had been set up behind her.
He said menacingly to Bai Ying, "I know what you're up to. Do you think the elders care about you so much that they'll appear and rescue you as soon as you call for help?"
Let me tell you, stop dreaming. I've set up a formation here; as long as you're within it, any communication talismans are rendered useless.
Bai Ying, this time you'll be crying out to heaven and earth in vain. You're dead!
A Nascent Soul cultivator in black robes standing next to Yang Anqi said impatiently, "Why bother talking to her so much? Just kill her."
Yang Anqi said somewhat humbly, "Okay. But we already agreed beforehand that after she dies, I should have her storage bag."
"Of course."
The man was getting impatient and pulled out a sword.
Then, he unleashed a sword aura straight towards Bai Ying's location. In an instant, the longsword shone brightly, and a crescent-shaped sword aura shot out from the sword, like a heaven-cleaving blade, carrying immense pressure. It drew a dazzling arc in the air and hurtled straight towards Bai Ying's location.
Wherever the sword energy passed, the air seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, making a hissing tearing sound, and the surrounding dust was swirled into small vortexes.
Seeing that the sword energy had already left his hand, the impatience on the man's face was instantly replaced by a hint of confidence. With a flick of his wrist, the longsword drew a beautiful arc in the air and was cleanly and neatly returned to its sheath.
"It's over."
The Nascent Soul stage cultivators behind him were already smiling, feeling that Yang Anqi was making a mountain out of a molehill.
It was just killing a junior in the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, yet they made such a big fuss about it, causing so many of them to come all the way here.
It now seems that as long as a cultivator at the late Nascent Soul stage makes a move, she is doomed.
This move is the black-robed cultivator's trump card. Using it to deal with Bai Ying, who is only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, would be a piece of cake.
Thinking of this, the black-robed cultivator's lips curled up slightly, revealing a cruel and smug smile.
However, just as the sword energy was about to touch Bai Ying, a giant dragon with scales shimmering with brilliant golden light suddenly appeared out of thin air.
The giant dragon opened its blood-red maw and bit down hard on the sword energy that seemed capable of tearing the sky apart. The powerful collision produced a deafening roar, like the chaos of the beginning of time exploding. Golden light and the cold glint of the sword energy intertwined and collided fiercely. Visible ripples of energy spread wildly in all directions like surging waves, shattering the tables, chairs, and ornaments in the room.
After dissipating the sword energy, the colossal dragon coiled in the air, its massive body carrying boundless wind and thunderous force, and charged directly towards the black-robed man. From its enormous maw, eerie blue flames roared forth.
Seeing this, the man in black robes held his long sword horizontally, attempting to use the blade to block the surging flames.
"Hmph, you're a bit more capable than I thought, but that's all."
But to his utter surprise, the eerie blue flames seemed to possess sentience. The moment they touched the sword, they surged upwards along its blade like a ravenous glutton discovering its meal. In the blink of an eye, the longsword melted rapidly under the scorching flames, turning into a pool of molten iron.
Before the man in black robes could recover from his shock, flames spread across his entire body like a surging tide.
The man in black robes stared wide-eyed in terror, frantically patting his body to try and extinguish the flames, but all his efforts were in vain. He could only let out heart-wrenching screams before gradually going silent as the flames consumed him.
The group of Nascent Soul stage cultivators standing behind that cultivator were all stunned by the scene before them.
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