She kept screaming, "No...no...let me go..."
Lan Ying's consciousness seemed to be torn in two.
One half is desperately resisting the control of the Soul-Capturing Bell, while the other half is gradually succumbing to it.
Her eyes were sometimes clear and sometimes confused, and her body trembled uncontrollably.
"Ahhh—" Lan Ying let out a shrill scream, her eyes gradually losing their luster and becoming empty and lifeless.
Her body stopped struggling and stood motionless like a puppet.
Upon seeing this, a hint of smugness flashed in the eyes of the man in the black robe.
He looked coldly at Xiao Feng and the others, a sinister smile curling at the corner of his mouth: "Now, you can all experience what it feels like to be killed!"
Upon seeing this, Xiao Feng's eyes widened in fury, his inner energy surging, wishing he could rush forward immediately and tear the black-robed man to pieces.
He suppressed his anger and shouted at the man in black robes, "You villain, why are you controlling Lan Ying like this? What is your purpose?"
The man in black robes stopped ringing the bell, glanced coldly at Xiao Feng, and said through gritted teeth, "This is all cause and effect. Lan Ying owes me, and he must repay it! She caused me to lose everything back then, and today is the day she pays the price!"
A flicker of pain crossed the black-robed man's eyes as he recalled the past: "Ten years ago, Lan Ying and I were fellow disciples. During a training expedition, we unexpectedly obtained an ancient artifact. I wanted its power, but she betrayed me, helping our master steal it from me, crippling my cultivation, and instigating my expulsion from the sect. For the past ten years, I've been hiding, barely managing to cultivate again, and today I've finally got my chance for revenge!"
After saying that, he shook the Soul-Capturing Bell frantically again. The bell rang more and more urgently, and Lan Ying's body began to tremble uncontrollably. The clarity in his eyes was gradually replaced by madness.
Lan Ying struggled internally: "No... I can't give in... I can't hurt Xiao Feng and the others... But... this bell... it's too powerful... my consciousness... is fading..."
Her eyes gradually lost their luster, replaced by a bloodshot red.
Seeing this, Xiao Feng knew that if he didn't stop the man in black robes soon, Lan Ying would become a complete puppet.
Xiao Feng took a deep breath, his internal energy surging wildly, preparing to unleash his most powerful immortal technique, "Thousand Swords Kill".
This was because when the Fifth Elder passed on his immortal power, some of the elders' cultivation techniques were also passed on to him.
Not only that, he has also comprehended many cultivation secrets of immortal techniques, but he has been too busy to properly study them until now.
"Lan Ying, please forgive my rudeness." Xiao Feng silently prayed in his heart, "To save you, I have no choice but to subdue you temporarily. I hope this move can break the control of the Soul-Capturing Bell!"
Xiao Feng formed hand seals and uttered a low shout: "Thousand Swords Kill!"
In an instant, countless sword energies condensed around him, shooting towards Lan Ying and the black-robed man like a barrage of arrows.
The man in the black robe was shocked and quickly dodged.
However, Xiao Feng's sword energy was fierce, and even though he tried his best to dodge, he was still cut by several sword energies.
Lan Ying was completely under control at this point, and disregarding her own safety, she stood in front of the man in black robes and took the brunt of most of the sword energy attacks.
"Pfft, pfft, pfft!" Blood splattered everywhere, and Lan Ying's body was covered in sword wounds, bleeding profusely. However, he seemed to feel no pain, still standing there, protecting the man in black robes.
Just then, Lan Ying suddenly spoke, her voice hoarse: "Kill me...please...kill me..."
Xiao Feng was shocked: "You..."
Lan Ying struggled to lift her head, a glimmer of clarity flashing in her eyes: "I...can no longer...control myself...If this continues...it will only...hurt more people...Please...end my suffering..."
Upon seeing this, the man in the black robe's expression changed drastically.
He never expected that Lan Ying would be able to regain a sliver of consciousness under the control of the Soul-Capturing Bell.
He shook the bell frantically, trying to regain control of Lan Ying.
However, it was too late. Seeing Lan Ying's pained expression, Xiao Feng steeled his resolve and once again gathered his true energy.
This time, he poured all his cultivation into a single sword strike, aiming it at Lan Ying's heart.
With a "thud," the sword pierced through his chest.
Lan Ying's eyes finally cleared, and a relieved smile appeared on her lips: "Thank you...."
After saying that, she slowly closed her eyes and collapsed to the ground.
Lan Ying's figure gradually became transparent, drifting in the air like a wisp of smoke.
The once chilling, intense resentment has receded like the tide, leaving behind only a final, poignant trace in the air.
Xiao Feng gazed at the spot where Lan Ying had vanished, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
However, the matter did not end there.
The black-robed man, severely injured by Xiao Feng, knelt on the ground, his eyes flashing with resentment.
As Lan Ying's resentment dissipated like wisps of smoke, the man in black robes suddenly let out a near-mad roar: "No! This power is mine!"
He opened his arms wide without hesitation, absorbing all the dissipating resentment into his body.
Xiao Feng and Zhao Yuwei were both shocked to see this.
They had never seen such a crazy move before; it was simply playing with fire and getting burned!
Xiao Feng's eyes widened, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.
Zhao Yuwei subconsciously took a step back, her longsword trembling slightly.
Xiao Feng frowned and shouted, "You're courting death! Stop now! How can you control that resentment?"
The man in black robes ignored him and continued to frantically absorb the resentment.
He grinned maliciously and replied, "Hahaha! What do you mortals know? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! I will become the most powerful being on this continent!"
As resentment continued to flood into the black-robed man's body, his body began to undergo strange changes.
His eyes were completely black, radiating a chilling, eerie light.
The black-robed man's body began to bulge, and the originally well-fitting black robe was stretched taut, making a hissing tearing sound.
A suffocating black mist emanated from his body, forming a strange vortex around him.
In just a few moments, the man in black robes was completely corrupted and turned into a terrifying monster who only knew how to kill.
A sinister smile spread across his distorted face: "Now, let's play a game and see who survives to the end!"
The black-robed man, now possessed by demonic energy, roared to the sky, his voice shaking the surrounding air and causing cracks to appear on the ground.
He turned his head sharply, locked onto Xiao Feng and Zhao Yuwei, and then rushed towards them like a black lightning bolt.
Knowing the critical situation, Zhao Yuwei closed her eyes without hesitation and continuously transferred all the spiritual power in her body to Xiao Feng through her palms.
Her face turned pale at a visible speed.
Zhao Yuwei gritted her teeth and trembled all over, but she still persevered.
"Xiao Feng, this is all I can do. The rest is up to you!"
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