"call out!"
The newly purchased spirit sword at Shen Zhaozhao's waist was instantly drawn. Then, in the next instant after she flew off on the sword, the spirit sword, like a mad dog that had broken free of its reins, streaked through the dimly lit, ancient, and gnarled Falling Star Marsh Secret Realm, leaving afterimages.
The speed is at least 200 miles per hour.
In her past life, Shen Zhaozhao was at least a ruthless scoundrel, and her vehicles were all top-of-the-line. Now, using her sword to catch people is somewhat of a professional skill.
The sword's path was fluid and graceful, carrying the ruthlessness of a desperate outlaw, managing to create a high-speed drifting sensation even in the perilous secret realm.
But Murong Xiao, who was being carried around by her with one hand like a human pendant, was in for a lot of trouble.
"Awooooo!"
The little brat's face turned deathly pale, the scenery before his eyes spun wildly, and all he could hear was the howling wind and the deafening roar of his own heart, as if it were about to explode.
"Senior Sister... slow down..."
Murong Xiao felt that he was no longer just dizzy from the sword; he was experiencing an out-of-body experience!
The Earth Vein Spirit Orb that was scrambling for its life in front of it wasn't in much better shape either.
The ball of light flickered wildly, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, much like its collapsing inner state at that moment.
It darted into a dense thicket of ferns, trying to hide, but the next second, the flying sword grazed the top of the ferns, and the strong wind it generated almost blew it apart!
"Waaah—"
The Earth Vein Spirit Pivot emitted a mournful cry, audible only to itself, and began its desperate sprint once more, its speed increasing even further.
It wasn't afraid of being chased by two Foundation Establishment stage brats; what it feared was that jade pendant carrying the aura of an immortal!
Who could possibly withstand this?!
Finally, at a narrow bend in the secret realm, surrounded by jagged rocks, Shen Zhaozhao locked onto the ball of light ahead, its speed slightly reduced due to the sharp turn, its glow tinged with despair: "Got you~"
As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Xiao felt himself being lifted into the air, accompanied by a shrill whooshing sound and a series of screams, as he crashed straight into the trembling ball of light!
"Eh—!"
In mid-air, the little brat was terrified. The intense feeling of weightlessness and dizziness left his mind blank. The only thing he remembered was Shen Zhaozhao's command to instill the demonic voice in his brain.
The instinct for survival instantly overwhelmed everything. With his last shred of consciousness, he closed his eyes and, with every ounce of strength, hurled the deadly jade pendant in his hand toward the approaching orb of light radiating terrifying spiritual energy.
The dark jade pendant flew out of his hand, tracing a precise arc, and landed squarely on the core sphere of the Earth Vein Spiritual Pivot with a loud "clang"!
Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
The moment the jade pendant made contact with the sphere of light, a deep, muffled roar, seemingly from the ancient primordial era, exploded not through the ears, but directly into the depths of Shen Zhaozhao and Murong Xiao's consciousness!
Immediately afterwards, a visible grayish-white ripple spread out silently and suddenly from the point of impact, and wherever it passed, space was no longer distorted, but shattered inch by inch.
The light was swallowed by the cracks, the colors faded instantly, and the entire secret realm resembled a faded painting that had been peeled away.
Poor Luoxingze, it was destroyed again so quietly.
...
The blinding sunlight poured down without any obstruction, making it impossible to open one's eyes.
Shen Zhaozhao didn't care about her disheveled state after being thrown out of the secret realm. She rolled over and sat up, immediately rushing to Murong Xiao's side, who was also dizzy and groaning from the fall.
Several dark fragments of varying sizes, their edges shimmering with a deep, starlight-like glow, lay there quietly, refracting a faint, cold light.
It's done!
Shen Zhaozhao grabbed the few still slightly cool fragments in her hand, her lips curving into an uncontrollable, wild smile. Although she had sacrificed a beginner-level secret realm as cannon fodder... at least the jade pendant Xie Linyuan had given her had finally shattered!
In a great mood, Shen Zhaozhao carefully gathered the fragments in her palm, as if afraid of missing even a tiny piece the size of a sesame seed. Her eyes were filled with the gleam of the spirit stone.
Completely unaware that not far away, Immortal Lord Yunji, who had witnessed everything, now had a lifeless and bewildered expression on his handsome face.
Ah, no?
Another beginner-level dungeon has been cleared?!
The humble working class is going crazy.
Last time Xie Linyuan caused trouble at Riftwind Valley outside Yunqi City, he could still force himself to explain to the Heavenly Dao that Immortal Venerable Mo Yuan was like someone with a serious illness all day long, and it was understandable that he would do something on a whim.
But how can we fool them right now?!
Yunji wiped his face in despair, feeling that this burden was too heavy and he couldn't carry it any longer.
Thinking of this, he made up his mind, his figure blurred, and he appeared directly next to the snow-white figure not far away. Without saying a word, he elegantly lifted the hem of his immortal robe and knelt down in front of Xie Linyuan with a "plop".
"Your Excellency!"
Yun Ji's voice carried a tone of deep accusation, her finger pointing precisely at Shen Zhaozhao, who was still rummaging through the fragments on the ground. "You saw it all! Shen Zhaozhao is a wolf in sheep's clothing; she actually used your personal jade pendant to destroy a secret realm!"
"Such behavior is utterly appalling, disregarding the rules of Heaven as if they were nothing. You absolutely cannot stand idly by, Your Majesty!"
However, at this moment, Xie Linyuan's gaze was completely fixed on Shen Zhaozhao.
In his eyes, the figure crouching on the ground, carefully gathering the dark fragments, exuded a heartbreaking sense of desolation.
She lowered her head, her long hair falling in a slightly messy manner, obscuring half of her face. Only her tightly pursed lips could be seen, as if she was trying her best to suppress something.
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