Chapter 221 Severe Injury



After saying that, she raised her hand and tore through space again, chasing after Lu Fuyue.

...

Lu Fuyue, who was fleeing rapidly, soon realized that the Phoenix Red Lotus Divine Fire was dissipating. Her expression suddenly changed drastically, and she immediately accelerated the circulation of her internal energy to rush towards the palace where Jiang Xun was.

Once she gets there, she'll have a chance of survival.

However, just as Lu Fuyue had already spotted Jiang Xun's palace in the distance and her eyes flickered slightly, a terrifying ghostly force suddenly came from behind her, like sharp swords piercing her back and heart.

Oh no, the old hag is still here!

Even though Lu Fuyue sensed the impending danger, due to the huge difference in their cultivation levels, she was unable to escape the attack. Her pupils constricted sharply as she watched helplessly as she fell into a desperate situation, unable to resist.

Finally, those terrifying ghostly forces entered her body, causing her meridians to churn and break one after another, leaving them shattered. Then, a surge of resentment from the depths of the River of Oblivion rose up and rushed straight towards her heart.

Lu Fuyue's expression changed drastically. She could no longer control herself and fell from mid-air, crashing heavily to the ground with a thud, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.

The intense pain, as if being ripped apart by thousands of sharp blades, surged through Lu Fuyue's body. Countless beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, wetting the hair at her temples. She bit her lip tightly, creating a deep gash that bled profusely, with blood flowing down her lips and the metallic taste of blood spreading through her mouth.

She collapsed to the ground, her body soaking the floor with blood.

However, the resentment from the River of Oblivion within her body became increasingly rampant, attempting to devour Lu Fuyue's heart meridian. At the critical moment, a golden-red phoenix emerged from her dantian and instantly appeared at her heart meridian, its long cry forcing back most of the resentment from the River of Oblivion.

At the same time, the Yin-Yang Tai Chi Diagram of Life and Death also appeared from within Lu Fuyue's dantian, splitting into two and circulating within her body, attempting to absorb the black matter.

However, this resentment from the River of Oblivion has existed in the deepest part of the River of Oblivion since the beginning of time and the creation of the Underworld.

It was formed from the vengeful ghosts who fell into the River of Oblivion from that time until now. Even the Ghost Emperor, who once ruled the entire underworld and whose cultivation was comparable to that of an immortal, could not resolve it.

Therefore, even the phoenix bloodline and the Yin-Yang Taiji Diagram could only barely protect her heart meridian and preserve her last bit of life.

The old hag appeared behind Lu Fuyue, her eyes filled with malice as she looked at the half-dead person on the ground. She burst into laughter, "Hahaha, you bitch, you still can't escape my grasp after all!"

This time, she went all out; even if Jiang Xun came, he couldn't save this bitch.

The old woman walked towards Lu Fuyue step by step, a strong killing intent flashing in her eyes. With a raised hand, a ball of resentment from the River of Oblivion emerged from her palm and struck Lu Fuyue's body.

"What a pity, in the face of overwhelming power, all calculations are futile!"

Lu Fuyue's consciousness gradually faded, her fingertips trembled slightly, and the next second, she struggled to open her eyes and looked at the dark sky above.

Despair welled up from the bottom of my heart. Was I really going to die here...?

However, just as the swirling resentment from the River of Oblivion was about to plunge back into Lu Fuyue's body, a sudden gust of wind arose, and the chilling aura of the Three Thousand Cold Qi rushed straight toward Granny Ghost's face. Her attack, which was about to land on Lu Fuyue, took a strange turn and then abruptly returned the way it came.

The old woman's expression changed drastically. What happened?

Didn't Jiang Xun leave?

Moreover, this is within her barrier; everything here is an illusion she created!

Although they appeared to be located not far from Jiang Xun's palace, in reality, the two of them had not left the courtyard where Lu Fuyue lived at all.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have had the guts to openly kill someone on Jiang Xun's turf.

The old woman quickly came to her senses and tried to dodge, but at that moment, a terrifying aura of yin energy suddenly appeared, locking her firmly in place, and all the attacks instantly landed on her.

With a loud bang, the old woman stared wide-eyed in disbelief, clearly feeling her entire body being violently pierced through her chest by the original attack.

The black, resentful energy of the River of Oblivion rampaged wildly within her body, fiercely devouring her heart meridian. The wailing of vengeful ghosts filled her ears, and all the meridians in her body were severed.

The next second, another ghostly aura appeared from nowhere and struck again, its terrifying impact pinning the old woman to the black palace wall behind her.

Suddenly the scene changed, and they were back in the courtyard.

Drops of bright red blood trickled down from the old woman's chest, leaving dark stains on the ground, and a strong stench of blood filled the air.

She exuded an aura of utter desolation and death, barely clinging to life with only a breath left.

As space distorted, a black void gate appeared out of thin air, and then a tall, slender figure stepped out from it, exuding a chilling aura and a murderous intent that seemed to materialize.

"You dare touch my people!"

Jiang Xun picked up the dying person from the ground, glanced coldly at the person nailed to the palace wall, and then turned and left.

The instant he left, a tremendous pulling force suddenly appeared within the old woman's body. Fear flashed in her eyes, and she screamed desperately, "No, no, no, Your Majesty, you can't kill me..."

However, before she could finish speaking, her body exploded in front of her, splattering blood mist and severed limbs.

Even at this moment, Granny Ghost still couldn't understand why a mere human cultivator would make Ghost King Jiang Xun so nervous, even to the point of risking the safety of the Underworld to kill her.

After Jiang Xun embraced Lu Fuyue and left, everything returned to calm.

After a long while, suddenly, a black soul cautiously emerged from the pile of bloody flesh on the ground and quickly fled towards the outside of the palace.

Suddenly, a large golden-black net appeared in the air, trapping the soul tightly. It tightened its grip until the soul's aura weakened and eventually dissipated.

The woman's mournful and resentful voice rang out again, "Jiang Xun, you can't kill me, you'll regret it, Jiang Xun..."

The old woman never expected that Jiang Xun would actually take her life.

At the same time, along the banks of the River of Oblivion, patches of bright red spider lilies withered instantly, and the twin spider lilies hidden deep within the sea of ​​flowers turned to ashes and vanished into the world.

The ground trembled violently, and cracks appeared out of thin air. The foul-smelling souls deep within the River of Oblivion rushed out and scattered in all directions.

"Hahaha, finally free..."

Suddenly, the entire underworld was filled with many bloodthirsty and vicious ghosts, causing widespread panic and enraging the Ghost King.

...

Throughout the palace, all the maids and guards knelt on the ground, their heads bowed low, their eyes tightly closed, biting their lower lips, trembling with fear as they awaited the punishment that would descend from above.

As people in Fairy Lu's courtyard, they failed to protect her safety and even caused her to suffer this calamity; it is truly their fault.

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