Upon hearing Zhong Ziyan's screams, the demonic cultivators lowered their heads, unable to look.
Stripping or destroying a cultivator's spiritual root is one of the most cruel tortures in the world, making life worse than death. No cultivator can endure such pain.
When a cultivator who is superior to ordinary people has their spiritual root destroyed, they become a useless person without any cultivation.
So,
What awaited her was humiliation and torment.
Those who were once trampled under her feet, or those who looked down on her, will be ruthlessly trampled and crushed.
"No—" Zhong Ziyan cried out in anguish.
The woman's painful cries were heart-wrenching, yet no one dared to beg for her mercy.
Enduring the intense pain of her shattered spiritual root, Zhong Ziyan cried out in despair, "Demon Lord—please spare me—please—"
If she loses her spiritual root, she cannot survive in this world.
In the Spiritual Continent, cultivators roam freely, and an ordinary person is nothing more than an ant trampled underfoot, easily crushed to death.
—She still has a grudge to settle!
Feng Ziheng and Feng Tongtong must die. She wants to trample those cultivators under her feet and become a female cultivator admired by all cultivators, just like Yu Qionghua.
She absolutely, absolutely cannot lose her spiritual root!
"Ahhh—" Zhong Ziyan's eyes were bloodshot, and her pale, ghostly face was terrifying.
quite a while.
Zhong Ziyan lay motionless on the ground, like a boneless dead dog.
Su Rongjin narrowed his deep phoenix eyes slightly, his thin, cool lips pursed, and his tone carried a bloodthirsty killing intent.
"If anyone dares to harbor even the slightest disloyalty towards my master, her fate will be your fate!"
The demon cultivators trembled uncontrollably, kowtowing and saying, "We will never have any disloyal intentions towards Fairy Qionghua, and we will respect her as we would the Demon Lord."
In this world where strength reigns supreme, only those who are strong enough can protect those they want to protect.
Su Rongjin coldly shouted, "Get out of here!"
The demonic cultivator quickly got up and left, while the demonic sect's subordinates dragged Zhong Ziyan away.
Su Rongjin held Fu Sang in her arms, the coldness in her eyes fading, replaced by a hint of worry.
"Master, are you injured anywhere?"
Fu Sang shook his head and said, "No."
When she was promoted, Pink Zero protected her, and those demonic cultivators were dealt with by Pink Zero before they could even get close to her.
The lightning tribulation only caused her minor injuries, which were quickly healed by spiritual energy.
Su Rongjin carried her to another palace.
The demonic sect's maids tidied up the palace, and its interior was decorated exactly the same as the previous palace, with understated yet luxurious furnishings.
Fu Sang grabbed Su Rongjin's hand and said, "Were you stupid just now? Why did you try to dig at the stone with your hands?"
Su Rongjin was extremely pleased to see her taking the initiative to care about him, but he showed a wronged expression on his face.
"Master, I acted rashly in a moment of panic."
When you're extremely anxious, you can't think about anything else. Luckily, she's alright, otherwise, what would he have done?
Fu Sang instructed the maid to bring in water.
A moment later.
A maid carried a basin of clean water and placed it on the table, with a clean, soft towel next to it.
Fu Sang held Su Rongjin's hand and placed it in clean water, carefully washing each of his slender fingers.
Su Rongjin enjoyed her care, a faint smile spreading across his handsome dark eyes.
Actually, this minor injury is nothing. It can be easily healed with a cleansing spell and spiritual power.
His master took the initiative to care for him, and the feeling was as sweet as eating a sweet cake.
The woman's soft fingers caressed his fingers, bringing a strange sensation.
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