Linghu Lan: "Hey! You can let me out now."
Shenji: "You will reflect on your actions here first!"
Linghu Lan forcibly suppressed the thousand curses escaping her lips and forced a smile: "I never reflect on my mistakes, I only think of you."
Shenji: "..."
With a wave of his hand, an invisible barrier appeared inside the Demon-Slaying Tower. Linghu Lan could still see outside, but her voice could no longer escape.
A small flame in Linghu Lan's heart surged rapidly!
Holy crap!
Today you admire Sister Guan, tomorrow you'll be chasing after her.
She let out a long sigh, opened her eyes, and was suddenly struck by the astonishingly rich spiritual energy within the Demon-Slaying Tower. It was practically a natural pool of spiritual energy, making cultivation here twice as effective with half the effort.
She looked at herself. The main reason she was captured by Shenji and imprisoned in the tower was that she was too weak. If she wanted to resist and tease Shenji, she had to improve her cultivation.
Having made up her mind, Linghu Lan immediately sat cross-legged, closed her eyes, and began to cultivate without any distractions. The spiritual energy within the Demon-Slaying Tower swept towards her body like a whirlwind, quickly engulfing her.
Shenji frowned slightly, sensing that Linghu Lan was cultivating inside the tower. A smile appeared on his lips, but he suppressed it halfway through. He muttered a few incantations to clear his mind and then looked up in the direction where Yinghua was.
The thunder continued its relentless, oblivious strikes.
The shadowy figure in the deep pit on the ground was completely black, and its face could not be seen, but it still had a breath left.
Everyone watching this scene was at a loss for words to describe their feelings. Everything that had happened today had been full of twists and turns, ups and downs, and extremely complicated.
Just a moment ago, Yinghua was still high above, a rare seventh-grade spiritual saint in the world, an existence that everyone looked up to.
In the next moment, he transformed into a treacherous and wicked villain who betrayed his master and ancestors and slaughtered living beings.
Later, Shenji appeared, and everyone thought Yinghua was doomed. However, he was able to sign a contract with the Shadow Demon, be reborn from the ashes, and launch a counterattack that crushed Shenji, forcing Shenji to give up the divine liquid he had painstakingly condensed.
Just when everyone thought they were doomed, a bolt of lightning struck down from the sky, leaving Yinghua in a state of unbearable suffering, her fate uncertain.
Little Green watched as another bolt of lightning struck the sky and whispered to Little Red, "How many bolts of lightning are there now?"
Xiao Hong looked around cautiously and answered in the lowest voice, "The fifty-seventh one!"
It was so quiet all around. Apart from the rumbling thunder, no one spoke. Everyone who wanted to speak eventually chose to keep their mouths shut.
The lightning struck eighty-one times before finally stopping.
Yinghua's body was charred black, and no human form could be seen.
Shenji silently withdrew the immense power in his hands. With his cultivation level regressed and his spiritual energy dissipated, he was no different from a dead or crippled person. He would breathe his last in less than a quarter of an hour.
The crowd remained silent.
Between life and death, there is only a few hours' distance; fate is unpredictable and thought-provoking.
After a while.
The sect leader of Qianying Sect slowly walked out, glanced around, then jumped into the deep pit, picked up Yinghua's charred body, and walked outside.
Shenji stared intently at the Thousand Shadows Sect Master, then suddenly shouted, "Let go!" With that, he threw a punch.
The Thousand Shadows Sect Master trembled, wanting to let go, but was horrified to find that Yinghua's body seemed to be stuck to his hand, and his life force was continuously flowing into Yinghua's body. He weakly called out, "Master!"
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