The thing directly penetrated the magic circle and went straight into Duwu's eyes in front of his surprised gaze.
Duo Wu was overjoyed that he had actually found the Sharingan.
The return of the Sharingan brought great help to Duwu, and the wounds on its body were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
What’s even more surprising is that the Sharingan provides it with more than just this help.
The Sticky Beast originally only had the strength of the ninth level, but now, due to the intervention of the Sharingan, it directly skipped the tenth level and stopped at the early stage of the Earth level.
After his strength skyrocketed, Du Wuxin became more confident.
On the shoulder blade where its claws had been cut off, under the operation of the Sharingan, there were faint buds of flesh emerging.
The granulation tissue continued to wriggle, and in just a short while it grew to the size of the previous claw.
Ye Xin gripped the magic sword tightly, his face showing an unprecedented solemn expression.
If she had seen correctly, the thing that emerged from the magic circle could not be the treasure that Nan Zhi had obtained before!
She looked at Nan Zhi, trying to get useful information from her.
Nan Zhi nodded carefully and told the whole story of the origin of the Sharingan.
Fallen demon?
When Ye Xin heard the name, she reflexively looked at Duwu. The sticky beast was called Duwu. Was it such a coincidence?
Suddenly, Ye Xin had an idea and she remembered what Xiong Dahuang had said to her before.
Xiong Dahuang said that there are only a few ninth-level monsters here, and they don’t like to visit other people’s houses. Most of the time they stay in their own territory.
She remembered that Xiong Dahuang occasionally mentioned the names of those big monsters, but it seemed that there was no ninth-level monster named Duwu.
Ye Xin didn't think that Xiong Dahuang would lie to her. The silly bear's thoughts were written on his face. If he really could lie, Bai Eryu would have set off firecrackers to celebrate long ago.
If Xiong Dahuang's information is correct, then something has happened to this big monster.
Combining the information Nan Zhi said, Ye Xin had a vague guess in his mind.
This Duowu should be the fallen demon that was killed tens of thousands of years ago. However, for some unknown reason, its soul and Sharingan were sealed together.
In the battle three years ago, the Sharingan was taken away and Duwu's soul escaped.
After escaping, it directly took over the body of the sticky beast and hid in the cave to recuperate. It only came out recently to look for the wood elemental spirit.
Thinking of this, Ye Xin's anger surged in his heart again.
She said that when she came in before, there was no foul smell in the secret realm, and it turned out that it was still sealed at that time!
While the two were talking, Du Wu had completely recovered from his injuries.
It looked at everyone nearby with its gloomy eyes.
The cold gaze sent a chill down everyone's spine. The timid ones had already taken advantage of the moment to flee, leaving only Nan Zhi and his companions, and Lian Hongzhu, who was still struggling to grasp the divine sword.
Ye Xin made a sword flower with the sword in his hand and pointed the tip of the sword at Du Wu's head provocatively.
Du Wu is now at the Earth level, so naturally he looks down on Ye Xin's little trick.
It stood up and looked down at Ye Xin. "I thought you were so powerful, but it turns out you're only at the Spirit Emperor stage. So what if you have a divine sword? Now I want to see how arrogant you can be."
Ye Xin was too lazy to talk nonsense with Du Wu anymore, so he gave it a blank look and flew into the air.
"You know there's a saying that villains die because they talk too much! Even if I have the Sharingan, I can still chop you up so badly that your mother won't even recognize you."
She held the magic sword in front of her, and a white spiritual power gathered from the tip of the sword. The spiritual power gathered and turned into stars. The blade hummed, as if responding to an old friend she hadn't seen for a long time.
After the stars were completely wrapped around the sword blade, Ye Xin swung the blade and released a double sword energy.
Du Wu snorted coldly, and used its usual trick. It rolled its tongue and tried to swallow the two sword energies into its stomach again.
But Ye Xin would never let it do as it wished. She moved her body slightly and in the blink of an eye she reached the root of the tongue.
With a flick of his hand and a slash of his knife, Ye Xin cut off Du Wu's tongue.
Then, she teleported behind Du Wu and kicked it in front of the sword energy.
Ye Xin was extremely fast. Before Du Wu could react from his tongue, he found himself in front of the sword energy.
It was horrified and desperately tried to control the mucus it had secreted earlier, not allowing even a drop to leak out.
The first sword energy failed to injure Duwu as expected. The mucus tightly controlled by Duwu completely blocked the sword energy, and the sword energy was stuck and could not penetrate into the wood.
The second sword energy was no longer something that the mucus could withstand. It passed through Duwu's mouth, which was still open, and went straight into its abdomen.
The white star had edges and corners. Under Ye Xin's guidance, when the edges and corners entered the throat, five sharp points grew wildly, scratching the throat and falling into the esophagus.
One of the sharp points was even more severe, directly scratching Duwu's airway and causing him to cough violently.
It could still bear the pain of Duwu's claws pinching its throat and its tongue being broken, but its airway was scratched and it was in a state of being unable to breathe.
In just a few breaths, Du Wu's face changed from brown to purple.
It pinched its neck and breathed heavily, trying to relieve the pain of not being able to breathe.
From the release of sword energy to the injury to Duwu, all this happened in the blink of an eye.
Mao Yi below wanted to scream at Ye Xin's clean and neat movements. She did it as soon as she said it. She cupped her hands to her mouth, forming a small trumpet shape, and loudly expressed her admiration to Ye Xin above her.
Ye Xin heard Mao Yi's call and responded by blinking her left eye playfully.
Seeing that Sister Xin responded, Mao Yi shouted even louder.
Her excitement inspired the three people next to her who were pretending to be calm. In this passionate atmosphere, they also started shouting.
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