“This…” An old woman with white hair struggled. Her lifeblood was a matter of life and death, and handing it over meant being forever controlled by others.
"I am willing to offer my soul blood!" Suddenly, a young cultivator gritted his teeth and cut his brow, forcing out a drop of crystal-clear blood. This drop of soul blood floated in his palm, within which a miniature nascent soul could be vaguely seen sitting cross-legged, radiating pure spiritual energy fluctuations.
With the first one, a second, a third... In the blink of an eye, twelve drops of soul blood floated in mid-air, reflecting an eerie light under the setting sun. Bai Ying endured the excruciating pain in her sea of consciousness and formed profound hand seals. The soul blood instantly transformed into streams of light, flowing into her brow like rivers flowing into the sea.
"Who else is unwilling to submit?" Her icy gaze swept over the remaining seven people like a blade.
"Pah!" An old man in black robes suddenly spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm. "You brat, relying solely on the power of the killing formation, do you even deserve to possess my soul blood?" His dantian suddenly swelled abnormally, and his spiritual energy surged wildly backward. "Even if I perish in body and soul today, I will drag you down with me!"
"You're courting death." A cold glint flashed in Bai Ying's eyes, and the dragon scales in her palm suddenly shone with a dazzling golden light.
"boom!"
A golden lightning bolt, as thin as a hair, arrived in an instant, so fast that no one present could see its trajectory. The lightning precisely pierced the old man's brow, extinguishing his life force in a fraction of a second before he self-destructed.
"Bang!"
The old man's head exploded like a ripe watermelon, splattering red and white matter onto the faces of the surrounding cultivators.
Even more terrifying was that his headless corpse remained in the hand seal posture, and the swelling in his dantian had not completely subsided, making it look extremely eerie.
At this moment, everyone present clearly saw that the move Bai Ying just used was not based on the killing formation but on her own strength!
The cultivators inside the formation felt their hearts leap into their throats.
Those Nascent Soul stage experts who had previously looked down on Bai Ying for relying solely on killing formations now had only fear in their wide-eyed stares.
They hadn't expected that Bai Ying, without relying on the killing formation, also had the strength to instantly kill them!
The leading monk's Adam's apple bobbed, as if he wanted to say something, but found his throat too dry to make a sound, and cold sweat trickled down his forehead and into his collar along the lines of his scar.
Those watching from the sidelines were also stunned by what they saw.
The hands of the rogue cultivators hidden in the clouds trembled slightly as they gripped their magical artifacts, while the sect elders on the distant mountaintops tightened their grips, their knuckles turning white.
Amidst the gasps and murmurs from the crowd, the discussion boiled like water: "Such strength, yet only at the Nascent Soul stage!"
"When did the Lingyin Sect produce such a prodigy? I thought everyone's praise of her was just an exaggeration, but I didn't expect her to be even more amazing than I had heard."
"Bai Ying's own strength is already so terrifying, and she also has a killing formation in hand. Who else in the Lingchuan Continent can stand against her? She's too heaven-defying!"
The crowd exclaimed in admiration; Bai Ying was even stronger than they had imagined!
Inside the formation, the remaining six people also completely collapsed.
"I'll pay! I'll pay right now!"
"Fairy, spare my life!"
They rushed to force out their soul blood. One of them was so flustered that he had to try three times before he finally succeeded. They presented their life essence with trembling hands, fearing that if they were even a step too slow, they would suffer the same fate as the old man.
Bai Ying absorbed the last six drops of soul blood into her sea of consciousness. Suddenly, her body swayed. She forced herself to stand firm, clinging to her last shred of clarity.
Fortunately, she had eaten a lot of red spiritual fruits that strengthened her meridians and bones beforehand; otherwise, she might not have been able to survive such an operation.
With her current strength, even with the help of the entire Lingyin Sect, killing so many Nascent Soul stage cultivators at once would still be too much of a stretch.
In fact, when she killed those Nascent Soul stage cultivators, she always chose those in the early or middle stages of the Nascent Soul stage.
She didn't deal with any of the truly difficult cultivators, such as those in the late Nascent Soul stage or even those at the half-step Void Refinement stage.
However, those cultivators were so terrified by the "killing formation" she displayed that they had no time to think about anything else.
Bai Ying was still relieved that there were no Void Refinement stage cultivators today; otherwise, she would have been completely unable to fight them.
"From this day forward..." Bai Ying's voice was soft, yet every word was like thunder, "Your lives and deaths are entirely in my hands. Remember this: anyone who dares to cause trouble for my Lingyin Sect again will surely die!"
The monks nodded vigorously, not daring to disobey.
"Get lost."
Bai Ying's two casually uttered words were like a pardon to the Nascent Soul cultivators kneeling on the ground.
They scrambled away from the battlefield, some even bumping into each other in their panic.
One of the purple-robed cultivators glanced back in the direction of the white flute as he flew away, his eyes filled with such venom that it was almost tangible.
It was all because of this vile woman's instigation that they ended up in such a state!
When they get back, they're going to tear this kid named Bai Yanfeng to pieces!
Bai Di slumped under the ancient locust tree, his ten fingers scratching at the bluestone slabs with a teeth-grinding sound. His fingernails broke one after another, and blood seeped from his fingertips, but he was completely unaware.
"Impossible...impossible!" She stared intently at Bai Ying's back as she stood with her hands behind her back, her chest heaving violently, her bloodied fingertips digging deeply into her palms.
Even though they had planned to this extent, and even precisely timed the timing of the killing formation's failure, why did they still fail at the last minute?
"Why...why is the killing formation still working?!" she screamed frantically in her mind, biting her lower lip until it bled. Those Nascent Soul cultivators had clearly sworn before their deaths that this ancient killing formation could only last three days! Mingying herself had clearly accepted that!
Why is this happening?
Why?
Why!!!
Bai Di was completely devastated! His hatred for Bai Ying had reached its peak!
She had calculated everything so perfectly.
Bai Ying should have died today from the siege of those thirty Nascent Soul stage cultivators!
But now, reality has completely exceeded her expectations.
Bai Ying has activated the killing formation again and subdued so many Nascent Soul stage cultivators. Her strength will be much greater than before!
Bai Di collapsed to the ground, clutching his hair tightly, and went into a frenzy.
"Why! Why!" Each question was accompanied by broken sobs, tears mixed with blood streaming down his face.
What she thought was a sure victory had turned into a nightmare – Bai Ying had not only subdued the remaining cultivators, but the aura emanating from her was even more terrifying than before.
"I will not lose..." She suddenly fell silent, her pupils contracting into dangerous vertical lines, her fingernails digging deep into the tree bark, wood chips mixed with blood falling down in a flurry, "Even if you are lucky enough to survive today, I will definitely grind you to dust!" Before she finished speaking, she turned around abruptly, but froze the moment she caught sight of Bai Ying's white dress.
"Bai Yanfeng." Bai Ying's voice suddenly rang out.
This title made Bai Di freeze.
She subconsciously touched her face—she was currently using her brother's body. Forcibly suppressing the surging hatred in her heart, she forced a stiff smile and staggered towards Bai Ying.
"Bai... Ying..."
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