A slit opened in the disc, and a seemingly endless army of skeletons surged forth, staggering and menacing.
“These are all people who died because of you,” Ji Xiaoxiao explained.
Hentian looked up and saw an army of skeletons numbering in the tens of thousands, and constantly increasing, densely packed like a surging tide, a truly magnificent sight.
"I never expected there to be so many," Hentian remarked.
Ji Xiaoxiao didn't ask Hentian if she would regret it later. Having survived tribulations to become a Venerable, Hentian's Dao heart was extremely firm; how could she be swayed by a few words? At this moment, it was better to settle things with a fight, and whether she won or lost, she would have no regrets.
The skeleton army had a combat strength of only five, which was utterly pathetic, but their sheer numbers made them incredibly powerful. Each one charged forward recklessly, causing considerable trouble and distress to Hentian.
“They can’t hold him off for long,” Rong Tian said calmly.
A group of skeletons with no cultivation left and their souls dissolved were not a threat to the Venerable. Hentian patiently engaged the skeletons, waiting for Ji Xiaoxiao to make her move.
Ji Xiaoxiao curled her lips slightly, but there was no smile in her eyes. "I know, but this is their request. They can also consume Hentian's energy, so why shouldn't I?"
The skeleton army was as numerous as the stars, but under Hentian's earth-shattering attack, they disappeared in swathes, eventually turning into a wisp of black smoke.
Fifteen minutes later, Hentian stood alone on the wrecked ground.
"call out."
"This is bad," Hentian thought to himself.
With a snap, Hentian's left hand was twisted and torn off.
Ji Xiaoxiao stood two meters away from Hentian, a sinister smile of triumph on her face. In her hand she held Hentian's severed arm, from which golden-red blood gushed, and the bones, faintly visible, emitted a shimmering light like white jade.
"You ambushed me, how despicable!" Hentian said fiercely.
"Despicable? Who told me I'm a woman!" Ji Xiaoxiao still couldn't forget the grudge from before. She tightened her grip slightly, and Hentian's severed arm was burned to ashes, completely destroying the evidence.
Hentian used his spiritual power to stop the bleeding from his wound and took two steps back. He had underestimated the woman in front of him. She seemed gentle and soft, but in reality, she was ruthless and decisive. She would strike when the time was right and never hesitate.
Ji Xiaoxiao and Hentian stared at each other for three seconds, and then the two of them vanished from their spot in an instant. Their movements were so fast that the naked eye could not catch them; all that could be heard were a series of "bang bang" sounds.
The two venerable ones fought fiercely, and soon, large craters appeared on the ground for no apparent reason, one after another, like bamboo shoots after a rain. A moment later, the black mist in the sky rapidly dissipated, revealing a clear and transparent sky over a radius of a hundred miles.
Hentian was greatly exhausted, and fighting Ji Xiaoxiao with only one hand, so he was naturally at a disadvantage. Ji Xiaoxiao became more and more courageous as the battle progressed, her moves were fierce, and her killing intent was terrifying.
"Hentian, you'd better admit defeat quickly," Ji Xiaoxiao suddenly said.
"Dream on," Hentian said. "I will only die fighting, not beg for mercy."
"You're manly enough, but if you keep going, you'll die a painful and ugly death."
"What does that mean?" Hentian felt uneasy.
Ji Xiaoxiao formed her five fingers into claws and swung them down from top to bottom. Five gusts of wind slashed towards Hentian. Hentian dodged to the side. The five gusts of wind cut a mountain peak a thousand meters away in half. The mountain peak collapsed and was divided into five pieces. The cuts of the five giant rocks were neat and tidy.
"You'll find out soon enough." As soon as she finished speaking, Ji Xiaoxiao's hands rose and fell, unleashing a barrage of slashes, leaving Hentian scrambling to dodge.
Half an hour later, Hentian's heart skipped a beat, followed by excruciating pain. He clutched his chest, his eyes wide with horror. What was happening?
The battlefield is ever-changing, and one must not be distracted or careless, for the slightest carelessness could result in death.
Ji Xiaoxiao waited for her opportunity to strike, her five fingers intertwined as she cast a spell.
The wind rises, sand flies, stones roll.
"Flying sand and stones, dazzling flowers. Venerable Rongtian, could this be Venerable Louyu's ultimate technique—Bewitching God?" asked the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Ghosts.
Rong Tian remained seated, with four people standing beside him—the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Ghosts and others who had been blasted away by Hen Tian earlier.
“That’s right,” Rong Tian scolded. “It bewitches the mind and soul, and those who fall victim to it cannot distinguish between reality and illusion. One second in reality is ten thousand years in illusion. Illusions can change according to the master’s will. Beauty is the blessing of life, but punishment… that can be described as the most terrifying and severe punishment in the world. If she goes all out, Hentian has no chance of winning.”
"That's great." Qinghe's eyes gleamed with the triumph of revenge on the verge of success.
【Bewitching God】is terrifyingly powerful, but requires a long preparation time.
Ji Xiaoxiao was in no hurry. Haste makes waste, especially when it comes to unleashing a powerful move like [Bewitching God], which is of nuclear-level strength. It's best to proceed step by step and be cautious at every turn.
Hentian fell from the sky, cold sweat pouring down his face. His whole body felt as if it were being bitten by insects and devoured by wild beasts, the pain unbearable, and he couldn't muster any strength.
"What did you do to me?" Hentian roared.
Women are just women; they only know how to use despicable means. They're truly not respectable.
Ji Xiaoxiao made a hand seal, "I didn't do anything. This is your own doing, and you should bear the consequences yourself."
Explain it more clearly.
Ji Xiaoxiao said, "Didn't you notice? Every time a skeleton is destroyed, a wisp of black mist is produced. That is the crystallization of the resentment and hatred of the people who died because of you. That black mist is one of the most evil things in the world. Although a wisp of black mist has no killing power on you, when hundreds or thousands of black mists gather on your body, it is enough to make you suffer."
After hearing Ji Xiaoxiao's words, Hentian looked at his body and found that his jade bones and golden blood were indeed covered with extremely yin and cold black energy.
"Damn it." Hentian gritted his teeth, making a squeaking sound. "You schemed against me."
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