The woman's eyes widened, and tears welled up uncontrollably and spilled from her eyes.
She never imagined that the man who had once vowed to walk hand in hand with her through the long years and made promises of eternal love would so heartlessly abandon her at the critical moment of life and death, and in such a despicable and vile way, in an attempt to prolong his own life.
But in the next instant, this became her last thought in this life.
Suddenly, a sharp pain swept over her chest.
The blood-red hook in the man's hand had pierced her heart, and blood gushed out, instantly staining her clothes red.
The sharp point of the sickle was hooked onto a severed human head, its disheveled hair and wide-open eyes filled with terror and despair.
With her last ounce of strength, the woman strained to shift her gaze. When she finally saw the familiar outline of the face, now twisted and grotesque with fear, a complex smile appeared on her lips.
Perhaps there was mockery of the man in that smile, or perhaps a sense of relief at finally breaking free from this false emotion.
Her body slowly fell backward, her breathing gradually weakening until it went out completely, leaving only a lingering sorrow in the gloomy hall.
But before the sickle could be retrieved from the scarred man's hand, a dark figure suddenly plummeted down from the sky like a ghost.
Its speed was so fast that in the blink of an eye, it appeared directly in front of the scarred man as if it had teleported.
With a whooshing sound and overwhelming force, Qin Luo slammed his palms down on the man's head.
The scarred man was shocked. He hadn't expected that someone here could conceal his senses. Without thinking, he spat out a mouthful of blood mist, which instantly condensed into a thick blood shield in front of him.
At the same time, he rapidly retreated, attempting to absorb some of the impact. However, the dark palms slammed onto the blood shield, producing a deafening roar, and the violent power raged out like a tsunami.
The scarred man felt his arms go numb and tingly, as if he had been crushed by a tremendous force, and blood gushed from his mouth.
The blood shield, under the impact of this force, also turned into specks of blood light and dissipated into the air with a "bang".
"When did the people of Lingyuan Sect become so cunning? They actually used the lives of those two people to launch this sneak attack, and they still have the nerve to call themselves a path to education!"
The scarred man knelt on the ground, trying to stall for time with words, his eyes flashing with cunning and panic.
However, before he could finish speaking, a dark hand had already grabbed his head with lightning speed.
The scarred man's eyes widened, reflecting Qin Luo's emotionless face. His eyes were filled with disbelief and terror. He never expected the other party to be so decisive and ruthless, giving him no chance to breathe.
Immediately afterwards, with a soft "poof," his life force was instantly extinguished, and he was then casually tossed by Qin Luo like a rag bag next to the corpses of the two people not far away.
After doing all this, Qin Luo gazed calmly at the barrier above his head, which was now stained with blood.
Then, he raised his arm, and the spiritual energy in his body quickly gathered in his palm, instantly transforming into a streak of light that surged toward the barrier.
Wherever the magic ribbon went, the light of spiritual energy illuminated the surrounding area.
The barrier seemed to possess a self-awareness, sensing Qin Luo's approaching spiritual energy, and generated a powerful suction force, greedily devouring Qin Luo's spiritual energy.
As spiritual energy was continuously injected, the wisps of blood that had been attached to the barrier and emitted a pungent, fishy smell began to be slowly peeled away.
After absorbing the spiritual energy to its maximum, the barrier began to slowly contract inward. The speed of contraction gradually increased, and with a slight buzzing sound, it finally transformed into a black sphere of light, quietly floating in the air.
With a surge of spiritual energy, Qin Luo instantly collected the black orb of light. His figure vanished from the spot in an instant, leaving only a faint echo lingering within the palace.
"The first one..."
Meanwhile, in another palace, a charming woman with a seductive figure and extremely revealing clothing was looking at Su Yaoyue, whose face was flushed, with a fawning smile.
The alluring woman wore a blood-red gauze dress as thin as a cicada's wing, which clung tightly to her body, appearing as nothing more than a hazy layer of blood mist.
Her breasts were half-concealed, and the cleavage was faintly visible under the gauze dress, swaying gently with her breath, as if tempting one to explore.
The skirt had a high slit that went all the way up to her private area. With each step, her long, fair legs would be glimpsed through the hem of the skirt, and small bells were tied to her ankles, making a crisp sound.
Not far from her, Su Yaoyue's chest heaved violently, each breath erratic. Her once elegant face was now flushed like a ripe peach, with an alluring blush. Fine beads of sweat seeped from her forehead, slowly sliding down her smooth brow and wetting the hair at her temples.
His eyes held a hint of confusion and bewilderment, and his body trembled slightly, occasionally releasing aquamarine spiritual energy, as if he were trying to resist some kind of invisible invasion.
Seeing this, the charming woman's laughter became even clearer and more melodious, filled with obvious smugness. She moved gracefully closer to Su Yaoyue, the light gauze on her body swaying with her movements, emitting a faint but strange fragrance. This fragrance permeated the air, making Su Yaoyue feel even hotter.
"Hmph, the Lingyuan Sect members always put on an arrogant attitude, but what about now? They've fallen into my hands."
After saying that, he clapped his hands lightly.
Instantly, behind her, a group of men with bloodshot eyes who had been kneeling on the ground slowly rose and came up behind her.
The woman's fingers caressed the men's faces with a flirtatious and arrogant look as she smiled seductively:
"Tsk tsk, I really wonder what it will be like when you, one of the top five in Lingyuan Sect, become my lust slave. But for now, let my newly acquired servant have a taste."
After saying that, she waved her hand lightly, and the men pounced on Su Yaoyue like hungry wolves, letting out low growls like wild beasts, as if they couldn't wait to devour her.
Su Yaoyue was terrified. She endured the discomfort in her body and gathered the little spiritual energy she could use to form a weak dark blue shield in front of her.
She never expected to encounter remnants of the Blood Fiend Cult here.
Upon entering the hall, I noticed the men staring strangely at the barrier in the air. I immediately became extremely vigilant, carefully observing every move around me, constantly on guard against any potential dangers.
However, even the most meticulous plans can have flaws, and one detail was overlooked.
When she realized something was wrong, the bodies of the men closest to her suddenly exploded without warning, turning into countless wisps of pink mist that exuded a sweet scent and instantly filled the surrounding air.
Due to a moment of carelessness, Su Yaoyue was unable to dodge in time and inhaled some of the pink mist.
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