The blood instantly stained the surrounding white snow, the glaring red standing out starkly against the pure white background.
Nangong Chuyue lay there, her chest heaving violently, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.
However, even though she was seriously injured, there was no resentment in Nangong Chuyue's eyes, only worry for Lan Ying.
Why?
He struggled to lift his head and looked at Lan Ying, who had completely lost control, his eyes filled with confusion.
Soon, seeing Lan Ying's bloodshot eyes and the resentment swirling around her, he quickly understood.
Looking at Lan Ying in front of her, Nangong Chuyue used her last bit of strength to quickly form hand seals.
A faint light emanated from his fingertips as he muttered a spell.
"Run!"
Nangong Chuyue suddenly roared at Xiao Feng and the others.
A dazzling light flashed, and Xiao Feng, Zhao Yuwei, and Sima Yan felt a blur before their eyes as they were sent out of the Resentment Realm by this powerful force.
Their figures gradually disappeared in the wind and snow, leaving Lan Ying and Nangong Chuyue standing facing each other.
Xiao Feng, Zhao Yuwei, and Sima Yan had just escaped from that bizarre illusion and hadn't even reacted when the scene before them made their hearts tighten suddenly.
Lan Ying was surrounded by overwhelming resentment, and the dense black aura surged like a tangible substance, tightly enveloping him like a ferocious armor.
"What the hell is this?" Xiao Feng couldn't help but exclaim, his eyes wide open.
Based on her years of cultivation experience, Zhao Yuwei immediately realized something was wrong: "This is bad! Lan Ying is showing signs of going into qi deviation!"
Sima Yan frowned and said in a low voice, "The situation is worse than we thought."
Lan Ying's eyes had turned blood red, radiating a chillingly fierce light, like a demon from the depths of hell.
Zhao Yuwei's heart sank, and she quickly analyzed, "The resentment in Lan Ying's body has completely spiraled out of control, and she probably hasn't even forgotten who she is."
Before she could finish speaking, Lan Ying suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, "You all, go and die!"
With that roar, the overwhelming resentment instantly transformed into enormous, ferocious ghost hands, reaching out towards the three of them with bared fangs and claws.
Wherever the ghostly hand passed, the surrounding ground cracked from the force of its power.
"Holy crap! That's incredible!" Xiao Feng exclaimed, his body reacting instinctively.
He swiftly formed hand seals and chanted, "Water Curtain Heavenly Splendor!"
In an instant, a crystal-clear water curtain appeared out of thin air, like a solid city wall, blocking the surging ghostly hand outside.
Xiao Feng could feel the spiritual energy within his body surging wildly, gathering in his palm, and continuously pouring into the water curtain.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The ghostly hand struck the water curtain with a dull thud, splashing up a large amount of water, but the water curtain stood firm like a rock.
However, the berserk Lan Ying's fighting power was beyond imagination. He kept driving the Ghost Hand, attacking Xiao Feng's defense wave after wave.
Seeing this, Zhao Yuwei hurriedly shouted, "Xiao Feng, hold on! I'll think of a way to subdue Lan Ying!"
Sima Yan also said in a deep voice, "I will come to your aid!"
At this critical moment, the water curtain began to tremble slightly under the powerful impact, and fine cracks appeared.
Xiao Feng gritted his teeth, cold sweat pouring down his forehead, thinking to himself, "No, if this continues, I won't be able to hold on much longer!"
Zhao Yuwei's heart tightened. She knew that the situation was critical and that if Lan Ying was not subdued soon, they would all be in dire straits.
She gritted her teeth, cold sweat beading on her forehead, her hands rapidly forming hand seals, and she uttered a low shout: "Evil-breaking seal, go!"
In an instant, handprints radiating golden light flew out from her palms, carrying powerful spiritual energy, and rushed towards Lan Ying.
Wherever those handprints touched, the air was scalded with golden streaks, making a "sizzling" sound.
"Bang!"
The handprint struck Lan Ying heavily, and her body jolted violently, as if she had been struck by lightning.
A look of pain crossed Lan Ying's face, the bloodshot in her eyes receded slightly, and her screams became even more shrill: "Kill me! Kill me now!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuwei was immediately filled with doubt, sensing that something was amiss.
Just as they were about to ask Lan Ying a question, they saw him suddenly go berserk again. The black energy around him surged even more violently, and his power increased even more as he frantically attacked them once more.
Xiao Feng, Zhao Yuwei, and Sima Yan exchanged glances, a terrifying thought rising in their hearts.
Xiao Feng frowned and said, "Something's not right. It seems like Lan Ying is being controlled!"
Zhao Yuwei nodded in agreement: "That's right, his behavior is too abnormal. He's probably being controlled by some kind of evil magic."
A cold glint flashed in Sima Yan's eyes: "It seems there's an even bigger hand manipulating all of this."
Just as everyone was locked in fierce combat, Zhao Yuwei suddenly felt a sharp pain in her back, as if she had been pierced by a sharp blade.
She turned around in alarm and saw a man in a black robe appear behind her at some point.
The man wore a strange mask that completely covered his face, except for a hideous scar at the corner of his mouth, which looked particularly terrifying.
The man in black robes let out a sinister laugh: "You three damned bastards, how dare you ruin the vengeful spirit I carefully nurtured!"
His voice was harsh and unpleasant, yet it carried a chilling and oppressive aura.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng and Sima Yan were furious. They were now certain that Lan Ying had indeed been manipulated by this man, and that he was the culprit behind all this trouble.
Xiao Feng's eyes widened in fury, burning with rage. He intensified the Water Curtain Heavenly Spear in his hand, protecting Zhao Yuwei behind him.
He roared at the man in black robes, "You villain, today you will pay the price for your actions!"
Sima Yan also quickly drew his long sword from his waist, the blade gleaming with cold light. He moved like a ghost and attacked the man in black robes, his sword strikes fierce and aimed straight for the man's vitals.
The man in black robes remained calm and easily dodged Sima Yan's longsword with a swift turn.
The man in the black robe sneered and pulled out a strangely shaped soul-capturing bell from his robes.
The bell was entirely black, forged from the black iron of the Nine Nether Hells, and faintly emitted a ghostly purple light.
At the top of the bell is a hideous demon head with its gaping maw.
A hint of resentment flashed in the black-robed man's eyes as he thought to himself, "Lan Ying, Lan Ying, you caused me to lose all my cultivation back then. Today, I'll make you taste what it's like to be controlled!"
A cruel smile curled at the corner of his lips as he shook the Soul-Capturing Bell forcefully.
"Ring ring—"
The piercing ringing of the bell was like a thousand steel needles stabbing into everyone's minds.
Xiao Feng felt a splitting headache and involuntarily covered his ears with his hands.
Zhao Yuwei and Sima Yan were in no better shape, their faces contorted in pain.
Lan Ying reacted the most violently. His body, which had been resisting, suddenly stiffened, and he clutched his head tightly with both hands, his face showing an expression of extreme pain.
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