"puff!"
A soft sound, like a sharp blade slicing through silk. The red-robed cultivator's body remained in a forward-moving posture, yet he seemed frozen in place as if under a spell.
Between his eyebrows, a tiny blood hole slowly oozed a bead of crimson blood.
His eyes were wide open, the golden light still reflected deep within his pupils. His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but only blood spurted out.
His knees buckled, and he collapsed to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut.
"Bang!"
Its heavy body crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
His withered fingers were still in the gesture of making a hand seal, and the flames remaining at his fingertips had not been completely extinguished, flickering uncertainly in the wind.
In an instant, the entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence.
All the monks stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief.
An eerie sense of stillness permeated the air; even the sound of the wind seemed to have stopped.
"This...this is impossible!" A cultivator in a green robe finally broke the silence, his voice trembling uncontrollably.
He simply couldn't believe what he was seeing. How could such a young girl kill the red-robed cultivator in a single move?
That's a Nascent Soul stage expert!
How could such an unbelievable thing happen?
A deafening cheer erupted from the Xuantian Sect camp.
"As expected of the White Fairy."
"The White Fairy is amazing!"
Wei Ji trembled with excitement, the veins on his forehead bulging: "The White Fairy is so powerful!" He waved his fist, his face showing both excitement and fervor.
The cultivators from other sects looked at each other, and in unison took a half step back.
Immediately, a sense of vigilance arose.
I don't know where the Xuantian Sect found this little girl. She looks weak, but she is ridiculously strong. She can kill Nascent Soul cultivators instantly. She is really strange in every way.
Some people have even started secretly performing hand seals, preparing to escape this place of trouble at any time.
The old man in purple robes snorted coldly at the scene before him, and with a sudden wave of his hand, his wide sleeves fluttered in the air, bringing with them a gust of foul wind.
"A mere Nascent Soul stage waste, once dead, is gone."
He spoke in a sinister tone, his murky eyes slowly sweeping over the crowd behind him. His voice was like sandpaper scraping, unsettlingly hoarse: "Fellow Daoists, you are all renowned Nascent Soul cultivators, could it be..." He deliberately dragged out the word, a mocking smile playing on his lips, "that you've been scared out of your wits by a little girl?"
The air momentarily froze.
"How is this possible!" An old man in gray robes was furious, and his body suddenly burst out with dazzling lightning. "Don't even mention using techniques to deal with a Nascent Soul stage cultivator. I can kill him with just a single thought!" Before he finished speaking, the bluestone slab beneath his feet had already turned into dust.
Another female cultivator in white lightly waved her fan, a cold glint flashing in her eyes: "Old ghost Li, your words are far too condescending." With each word she spoke, the surrounding temperature dropped a notch, and fine ice crystals gradually condensed on the fan's surface.
The old man in purple robes chuckled softly upon hearing this, a laugh that seemed to come from underground: "Then what are you all still hesitating about?"
In an instant, seven terrifying pressures erupted simultaneously!
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth violently trembled, distorting the space within a hundred feet. The ground began to groan under the strain, and spiderweb-like cracks rapidly spread from the seven people in the center. Tiny pebbles defied gravity and floated up, forming strange vortices in the air.
With a sharp crack, a thousand-year-old tree not far away snapped in half. A suffocating sense of oppression filled the air; cultivators of lower levels turned deathly pale, some clutching their chests and collapsing to their knees, crimson blood seeping from their mouths. Birds in the distance plummeted, exploding into clouds of blood mist before even hitting the ground.
An elderly man in gray stood in the eye of the storm, his robes fluttering in the wind.
He gazed at the frail figure in the distance, a cruel pleasure flashing in his murky eyes.
A burly, bald man with a face full of scars stepped forward, grinning maliciously, "Youngster, today I'll show you what true power really means!"
The veins on his thick arms bulged, and a blood-red giant axe hovered above his head, emitting a nauseating stench of blood.
Wei Ji's expression changed drastically: "Have you no shame! Seven Nascent Soul stage seniors ganging up on a little girl, aren't you afraid of being ridiculed if word gets out?"
"Face?" The purple-robed elder laughed loudly, his laughter filled with sarcasm. "Could you exchange it for your Xuantian Sect's most treasured cultivation technique? Could you help me break through?" His gaunt face was twisted with greed, making him look like a skeleton draped in human skin. "Face is the most useless thing in the world!"
Bai Ying showed no panic, only a disdainful sneer. Dragon scales swirled around her, forming a perfect protective shield with dazzling golden light. She lightly brushed a stray hair behind her ear with her slender fingers, her tone nonchalant: "Why waste words with them? Come at me all at once! I'll wipe out as many as you come!"
"You brat, how dare you be so arrogant! I will make sure you die a horrible death!" The purple-robed elder's hair and beard bristled with rage. His withered fingers formed a sinister Soul Devouring Technique, and the pressure of seven Nascent Soul stage divine senses crushed the ground within a hundred feet in radius as if it were a tangible substance.
Seven Nascent Soul stage experts simultaneously formed hand seals, their natal magic weapons radiating blinding spiritual light. The bald giant's Blood Fiend Axe cleaved through the clouds, unleashing a rain of blood; the green-robed Taoist's nine-section whip transformed into a hundred-foot-long dragon, its scales rubbing together and sparking azure lightning; most insidious of all was the purple-robed elder, whose Seven Deadly Poison Needles, concealed in his sleeve, had already silently pierced through the air to strike.
The entire sky was dyed an eerie blood red, and lightning bolts danced wildly in the churning dark clouds.
The violent fluctuations of spiritual energy formed visible ripples, causing rocks to crumble and ancient trees to turn to ash wherever they passed. Birds and beasts ten miles away fled in terror, and several cranes that couldn't escape in time were instantly transformed into a cloud of blood mist upon touching the aftershocks of the spiritual energy.
Bai Ying's white robes fluttered in the spiritual pressure storm, and her long, dark hair flew like a waterfall.
She suddenly raised her right hand, and the Kongtong Seal floating in front of her trembled violently, emitting a buzzing sound that resonated with heaven and earth.
"boom."
An invisible barrier suddenly unfolded, and the extremely vicious dark needles that struck it were instantly pulverized, leaving not even a trace.
If it were the previous Bai Ying, although she could instantly kill a Nascent Soul stage expert with the power of the Berserk Jade Pendant, that was all. The remaining six powerful figures would still be enough to put her in a tough battle.
But things are different now.
Although she was only at the half-step Nascent Soul stage, the spiritual power within her body had already undergone a qualitative change.
Although the superior cultivation method she practiced was difficult to master, each level she gained made her much stronger than other cultivators. Every strand of her true essence was condensed into a tangible substance, and her every move exuded power far exceeding that of ordinary early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.
Although it might be a tough battle, she was not afraid at all.
Because in her eyes burned a passion even more intense than the will to fight.
She wants to become stronger, strong enough to crush all obstacles, strong enough to protect everyone she wants to protect!
So, if you want to stop her from getting stronger, then die together!
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