Chapter 292
The Heart-Refining Firefly gradually devoured all the impurities in the spiritual root, while the power in the Nine Ying Palm was a force from the human realm. Its voice was arrogant:
"It's funny."
"The smallest existence in the six realms possesses extraordinary power."
Jiu Ying felt his old wounds slowly healing, so he was in a good mood and couldn't help but talk a little more:
"I once thought that the power of the spiritual veins of the human realm could allow me to leave this barrier."
"But a small mishap occurred."
Jiu Ying thought of the Pure Lotus he had plucked, and a dark light flashed in his snake eyes.
Back then, fearing that the Heavenly Dao would discover his scheme, he secretly planted three Pure Lotus plants in the human realm.
Each Pure Lotus has absorbed enough spiritual energy.
He plucked the Pure Lotus, only so that one day he could leave this temple.
Unexpectedly, the one that had been planted the longest in the Pure World Forest was taken away by someone unknown.
Jiu Ying sneered, "However, once I leave the sealing barrier, I will definitely find that person and let the Heart-Refining Firefly burrow into her internal organs to torture her little by little."
"So, why did you take away their spiritual roots?" Yingning secretly made a hand seal.
But a gust of wind severed a strand of her hair, and the pale-faced man looked at her hands:
"He's really not honest."
"As for taking away their spiritual roots, it is naturally because I discovered that the spiritual roots condensed by these mortals have the power to reverse the heavens and earth."
Jiu Ying's lips slightly upturned:
"They are even more useful than Jing Shilian."
The original intention was simply to use the spiritual roots of these mortals to make up for the lost spiritual power of the Pure Lotus.
Unexpectedly, he discovered that a mortal's spiritual root could heal the old wounds he suffered in the God Realm, as long as his strength returned to what it was back then.
Why worry that you can't leave the barrier?
Even more so, Jiu Ying could sense that the four snake souls that had been severed by the technique back then were showing signs of coalescing again.
He licked his lips, wondering what he was up to in the human world this time.
"Isn't it interesting?"
"The human world was born from desolation. I thought that ants were just surviving in this world, but I never expected that they would be of great use."
"What would happen if all the spiritual roots of a realm were in my hands?" Wu Ying asked with a sinister expression, as he suddenly grabbed a disciple from the deep pit whose face was no longer recognizable.
Firefly larvae crawled on his cheek.
He may have fainted from the pain, or he may already be dead.
Jiu Ying raised his fingertip, and with a mere flick of his finger, a bloody gash was ripped open in the abdomen of the disciple who was suspended in mid-air by divine power.
Pfft.
The disciple coughed up a large amount of blood.
Yingning looked at Jiuying, who was smiling—a contemptuous, amusement-filled smile, as if he were casually crushing a tiny insect.
"Have the people of the underworld never seen what spiritual roots look like in a mortal body?"
"Would you like me to take a look at you?"
He had barely finished speaking.
A swift, lightning-fast snake whip wrapped around the disciple's waist, shielding him behind her. Ying Ning's figure shifted slightly as she met the probing gaze from the Xuanming Snake Chair.
Jiu Ying simply watched as she saved the disciple without interfering.
Then he heard her voice:
"Unfortunately, what I'm most curious about isn't a mortal's spiritual root."
"oh?"
"I just want to see what it looks like when a god is destroyed." Ying Ning's voice rose as she wielded her whip, each lash accompanied by a whistling sound that tore through the stagnant air of the temple.
The void was torn apart.
"Hahahaha." Jiu Ying threw his head back and laughed loudly.
"Want to die? I'll grant your wish!" He turned around, and a slender black sword appeared in his hand.
With just a slight flick of Jiu Ying's sword, a devastating force pressed down on Ying Ning's throat. She looked at him coldly and lashed her whip at the back of his hand.
He easily dodged it.
Even though Jiu Ying had four souls severed, he was still at the level of a god.
"Commendable courage, but lacking in strength." Jiu Ying looked at Ying Ning as if she were an ant.
“Speaking big words will bring divine retribution.” Yingning’s snake whip coiled around Jiuying’s slender sword, while the latter’s sword mercilessly pierced towards her.
Just as the black sword was about to pierce her body, Ying Ning used the momentum to leap and land directly on the black sword!
Jiu Ying lowered his eyes slightly and saw her stepping on his sword. He then unleashed a divine force, attacking her soft waist.
Yingning flipped in the air, and the whip's tail slammed hard into his cheek.
"Here you go."
Her eyes were cold, and she resented herself for cutting off her hair.
Jiu Ying lowered his head and smiled gently. The barrier on his cheek dissipated, and the attack had not harmed him in the slightest.
But when he looked up again, his white snake eyes were filled with greedy killing intent:
"return?"
"I don't think you have the life for me to repay."
The slender black sword slipped from his palm, and Jiu Ying's icy voice rang out:
"Nine Heavens Water Sword".
"kill--!"
The black sword conjured up nine heavens, the first of which was a sea of swords!
The snake whip in Yingning's hand seemed to sense its master's anger, and it lashed out fiercely in her palm like a torrential rain, each lash severing all the incoming slender swords.
Her whip technique was extremely fast.
Jiu Ying watched her figure weave through the endless black sword tide. Each swing of her whip was imbued with a powerful and solitary courage, and it all happened in the blink of an eye.
She then broke through one of her own barriers.
The Second Heaven is the Killing Sword.
The slender black sword grazed Ying Ning's body, leaving a red mark on her neck, much like the mandala beside her ear shedding a silent tear.
The Three Heavens, the Heaven-Slaying Sword.
A towering black sword slashed down from the sky!
The desolate temple collapsed once again under the onslaught of the Nine Heavens Water Sword.
The two stood in the very center of the temple.
One person was smiling.
But the other woman, wielding a whip and covered in dust, had such dazzling flowers blooming at the corners of her eyes that it was hard to look away.
Behind her was a disciple from the human realm, whom she was protecting.
Even under the attack of the Heaven-Slaying Sword, she still managed to create a barrier to protect that mortal disciple.
That's why I ended up covered in dust.
"With your level of skill, Your Excellency cannot kill me."
Yingning didn't care about the dust covering her body; her whip was already damaged in several places, but the sneer in her eyes completely enraged Jiuying.
How dare someone from the minxes of the underworld laugh at me?
"The technique of summoning lightning in the primordial era".
The moment Jiu Ying finished speaking, his serpentine eyes turned black, their depths concealing endless lightning tribulations. He swung his palm down:
"Since I can't kill you, then you'll have to take this one."
The Myriad Realms of Life outside the barrier trembled violently.
Even at this moment, there were more than a dozen black lightning bolts flickering faintly in the sky above the immortal realm.
The elders of the Sword Sect had just stood at the entrance to the secret realm when they noticed something amiss in the Immortal Realm. One elder used his divine sense to perceive the strange activity in the distance:
"Heavenly Demon Lightning?!"
"It's a primordial technique!"
The Primordial Secret Techniques are ancient arts.
"How could this Heavenly Demon Lightning be in the Ten Thousand Silence Buddha Cave?"
......
Wanji Buddha Cave.
Si Baixue also saw that the sky above the entire expanse of yellow sand was suddenly shrouded in a black miasma, without a trace of light.
And the miasma vortex points in that direction.
A deafening clap of thunder resounded.
A bolt of demonic lightning lashed down fiercely from the miasma!
Si Baixue hurriedly headed towards the source of the thunder, but unexpectedly encountered another figure on the way.
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