At the moment when he pushed Mu Hanyan away, Mu Hanfeng actually forcibly blocked the terrifying storm of divine consciousness, and then was sucked into the center of the storm.
At this time, Mu Hanfeng was sweating profusely, his whole body was shaking constantly, and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth. It was obvious that he was in great pain.
His strength was originally weaker than Mu Hanyan's, and he did not have any skills like the Divine Martial Soul Refining Technique to enhance his spiritual power. Moreover, he was at the center of the spiritual storm. How could he withstand it?
Without thinking too much, Mu Hanyan moved her feet and returned to Mu Hanfeng's side, grabbing him and rushing out.
However, the moment she moved, the divine storm erupted violently, completely surrounding them and spinning rapidly with them as the center.
Although the storm was invisible, Mu Hanyan felt as if countless sharp swords were circling around her body and constantly invading her minds, as if they were going to tear her souls apart completely.
Even with the Divine Martial Soul Refining Technique to protect her spirit altar, Mu Hanyan still felt the tearing pain in her mind.
"Brother...you...go!" Mu Hanfeng opened his eyes and said to Mu Hanyan with difficulty.
After saying this, he closed his eyes. Even without using his spiritual sense to investigate, Mu Hanyan could feel that his spiritual sense was disappearing at an alarming speed.
"No!" Mu Hanyan's eyes were blurred with tears and she howled to the sky.
"Han Yan!" Ye Lanxuan saw that something was wrong and flew over.
"Young Master." Yun Bo sent Mu Sha out of the house and rushed over regardless of everything.
But it was too late. Even though the last black-robed old man was already exhausted and heartbroken after seeing the patriarch's soul shattered, and had no desire or energy to stop them, it was too late.
After all, no one expected that Mu Hanfeng was also in this ancestral hall, and Gui Yumie's self-destructive divine consciousness to perform forbidden techniques was too absolute, so how could they be prepared?
Even if they could save Mu Hanyan, it would not be as good as saving Mu Hanfeng.
At this moment, Mu Hanyan had completely fallen into endless sorrow. Through her tearful eyes, she looked at her brother whose consciousness was gradually fading in her arms, and her heart was broken.
With a long howl, Mu Hanyan pushed the Divine Martial Soul Refining Technique to its limit. Her meridians shattered one after another, and blood stained her pristine white clothes.
But this wasn't enough. Even so, it wasn't enough to resist the terrifying storm of divine consciousness, nor was it enough to give her brother a last glimmer of hope. Mu Hanyan felt an unprecedented despair in her heart.
Hua Yue and others looked at Mu Hanyan, who was covered in blood, from afar with gloomy expressions.
Although Mu Hanfeng had been out training most of the time since they came to the Mu family, and rarely stayed at home, and he acted extremely indifferent every time he saw Mu Hanyan, but as Mu Hanyan's personal bodyguards, how could they not see the brotherhood between the two.
They also knew that Mu Hanfeng's personality was the same as that of the head of the Black Stone City, cold on the outside but warm on the inside. Although he rarely said anything on the surface, he had actually always protected Mu Hanyan in his own way, and even gave his most treasured Hanxiao Sword to Mu Hanyan.
Mu Hanyan also showed great care towards her younger brother, and even gave him the peerless divine sword like the Chixiao Sword without hesitation.
If Mu Hanfeng met with an accident, how much of a blow would it cause to Mu Hanyan? They couldn't imagine it.
However, the storm of divine consciousness unleashed by Gui Yumie's self-destructive soul was too terrifying. Even though they had obeyed Mu Hanyan's orders and escaped from the ancient house, they still felt waves of sharp pain in their heads like a knife. The pain was so severe that even their energy could hardly be gathered. Apart from being anxious, they could do nothing to help.
Seeing Mu Hanyan howling to the sky with tears streaming down her face and an expression of agony, several people felt as if their hearts were being cut by a knife.
Suddenly, Mu Hanyan's whistle became louder and louder, filled with determination.
A pure white light lingered around her body, burning like a raging fire, yet exuding a cold chill. Mu Hanyan's eyes turned blood red.
Hua Yue and the others clearly felt that Gui Yumie's divine consciousness storm suddenly became much weaker, just like ice gradually melting under the scorching sun.
"What's going on?" Jiang Yuzhe exclaimed.
"Divine Sacrifice, the young master actually burned his divine thoughts and used the forbidden technique of Divine Sacrifice!" Hua Yue was also shocked.
Similar to his blood sacrifice, the divine sacrifice technique required the sacrifice of divine consciousness, forcibly stimulating the power of divine consciousness to its extreme. However, compared to the blood sacrifice, the consequences of the divine sacrifice technique were more serious.
The most serious consequence of his blood sacrifice technique is the loss of some innate profound energy, but unless it is used without restraint, the harm will not be noticeable before being promoted to Sword Saint. For the vast majority of practitioners in this world, it is impossible for them to step into the threshold of Sword Saint in their lifetime, so this consequence can be ignored.
However, the situation with divine sacrifices is completely different. Once the divine consciousness is damaged, not only will Mu Hanyan's future cultivation be difficult, but his spiritual intelligence may even be severely damaged, turning him into a mentally disturbed walking corpse. For a cultivator, that would be even more painful than killing him.
"No, we must stop you, Master!" Jiang Yuzhe also knew the terrible consequences of the divine sacrifice technique, and was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
"We are not strong enough and our spiritual power is too weak to stop him. Besides, if you really stop him, he will hate you for the rest of his life." Hua Yue shook her head and said.
"But, Gui Yumie's divine storm is too strong. I'm afraid that even if you risk your life, you won't be able to save the second young master." Jiang Yuzhe knew that Hua Yue was right. Not to mention whether they had the ability to stop Mu Hanyan, even if they did, they couldn't do so, otherwise they would cut off Mu Hanfeng's last chance of life. But after hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help but say it.
Although Gui Yumie's divine storm had weakened considerably, this was only relative. In reality, it was still terrifyingly powerful, both for them and Mu Hanfeng. Even if Mu Hanyan sacrificed all of her divine power, she might not be able to save Mu Hanfeng.
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Hanyan's body shook violently, and his blood-red eyes looked so empty and lifeless.
Obviously, what Jiang Yuzhe said came true. Even if Mu Hanyan performed the blood sacrifice technique at all costs, there was still a huge gap between her spiritual power and the spiritual power that Gui Yumie forcibly enhanced with evil magic. She was afraid that she could not save Mu Hanfeng even if she risked her life.
Jiang Yuzhe wanted to slap himself hard in the face for such a bad mouth.
However, no one blamed him. Even Zhirong, who always liked to make fun of him, said nothing and even had her habitual indifferent smile on her face.
"Don't worry, this is not the first time that the young master has been in a desperate situation. Every time, he can survive and bring us unexpected surprises. This time will definitely be no exception." Zirong said.
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