In an instant, alarm bells rang in Ruan Qingan's mind!
It was a sudden, intense sense of crisis, even accompanied by the feeling of death, that swept over you almost instantly, choking you from breathing.
She instinctively turned around and instinctively dodged to the side. The next moment, she was suddenly slammed against the door, and where she had just been standing, a large hole had now been torn open.
If Nguyen Thanh An had been even half a step slower, he would probably be dead.
Lou Yunqi, who was holding her down, seemed completely unaware of what was happening. He bent his elbow to block the door and looked down at her, saying, "I told you, as long as you don't step out of this door, nothing will happen."
"Does Your Excellency truly intend to become an enemy of my Myriad Paths Sect?"
"Don't try to intimidate me with the Ten Thousand Paths Sect. I'm not afraid of that old guy Zhan Hongyuan. His injuries probably haven't even healed yet."
Lou Yunqi chuckled as he looked at Ruan Qing'an's cheeks, flushed with anger. His slender fingertips brushed over her face, finally landing on the corner of her eye, caressing it intimately and ambiguously.
Her body was filled with a delicate, cool fragrance.
The closer you get, the more you feel that irresistible attraction, like an instinct, as if you've found a missing part of your life, a strange sense of satisfaction.
But just as Lou Yunqi was about to ask—
The previously silent Ruan Qing'an suddenly sprang into action, forming a hand seal with one hand and unleashing the power she had been secretly accumulating towards Lou Yunqi. Her momentum was powerful, carrying a chilling determination to kill.
He raised his hand to resist, only to find that the power was just for show.
Taking advantage of Lou Yunqi's retreat, Ruan Qing'an feinted, gathering most of his power behind him, and blasted open the door of the private room, quickly escaping into the distance!
In the blink of an eye, Ruan Qingan's figure disappeared.
This distance was nothing to Lou Yunqi, whose cultivation was far superior, but he still stood there, looking down at his fingertips, and suddenly chuckled softly.
"It's her! No wonder I couldn't take my eyes off her at first sight."
"The person we've been waiting for has returned..."
Lou Yunqi's smile was twisted and sickly. A faint, pale golden glint flashed in his narrow phoenix eyes before disappearing. He tore open space with his backhand and took a step forward.
...
Meanwhile, outside the Duobao Pavilion.
Shen Changlin leaped down from the pavilion in a disheveled state, but the attacks behind him continued relentlessly. Half of the Duobao Pavilion was about to be destroyed, and the scene descended into complete chaos.
Behind him came a thunderous roar of fury: "Shen Changlin! Today I will make you die here, and give me back my son's life!"
Just fifteen minutes ago, Shen Changlin was still selecting items in the Treasure Pavilion.
Suddenly, the Treasure Pavilion was breached. The attackers were all at least at the Nascent Soul stage, and their intentions were clearly hostile.
When Shen Changlin saw that the middle-aged man in the lead bore a striking resemblance to the deceased Yang Lin, he guessed that something was wrong and left Duobaoge ahead of time, but he was still discovered.
Upon landing, Shen Changlin rolled away to dissipate the force and quickly fled, but the next moment—the pressure of the Void Refinement Realm instantly pressed down!
Under the oppressive force, even the surrounding spiritual energy trembled.
Shen Changlin paused, vomiting a mouthful of blood. Under the oppressive force, his internal organs seemed to be shattering.
"Cough cough cough—"
His whole body was trembling.
Shen Changlin stood on the path outside the Treasure Pavilion. In order to deal with him, this small space was sealed off, and outsiders could not detect it at all.
He was forced to stand still, and you could even faintly hear his bones cracking, his body spreading with cracks like a spider web.
Blood kept flowing out, and he looked as if he had been pulled out of a sea of blood. His breath was extremely weak at this moment.
Just then, footsteps were heard.
The head of the Yang family, accompanied by his elders, approached Shen Changlin step by step. With each step, the pressure intensified, clearly intended to force Shen Changlin to kneel down.
"Shen Changlin, do you know your crime of killing my son?!"
"He also wanted to kill me, what crime have I committed?"
Shen Changlin sneered, stubbornly resisting the oppressive aura, his spine refusing to bend even slightly, his attitude unrestrained and arrogant, showing no sign of yielding.
Upon hearing this, the head of the Yang family was even more enraged, his killing intent palpable.
"Fine, fine—then you shall pay for my son's life!"
"..."
Shen Changlin's face darkened as he gripped his long sword tightly. The situation before him was beyond his control. The Yang family had mobilized all their elders and powerful members, including the family head, to kill him, a mere "Foundation Establishment" cultivator.
This is overkill.
This is like using a cannon to kill a mosquito!
Just as Shen Changlin was about to use his longsword to cut through space as Ruan Qing'an had instructed, he found that his arm was suddenly out of control. A sudden black mist spread out from his sea of consciousness and wrapped around his arm that was holding the longsword.
Shen Changlin was startled: "What exactly are you trying to do?!"
He had long suspected that the black mist might be problematic, but Shen Changlin never expected that the black mist could forcibly control his body. Most importantly, it came from the same source and there was no rejection reaction.
Black mist surged forth from his mind: "I can't trust Ruan Qing'an. We must survive. She won't come!"
"She broke through to the late stage of Void Refinement, not far from the Integration Stage. I was betrayed by her and stabbed in the back when she was at the late stage of Void Refinement. How can you expect me to believe that she can save us?!"
"Why not? This couldn't be part of her scheme? Wasn't that knife a backup plan she left behind? What gives you the right to use it!"
The black mist's tone was filled with a desperate madness as it unleashed its power beyond its limits, causing the black mist to surge like a raging black flame.
Just as the Yang family patriarch's attack was about to land, black mist surged out instantly, blocking the blow. Then, he threw the long sword in his hand with a powerful aura.
The long sword still carried the residual power left by Ruan Qing'an, and when it was thrown out, it suppressed the entire Yang family in a short time.
But it's only the residual effect, and can only buy a very short time.
"run!"
"Run out of Sanyue City!"
The black mist visibly weakened, but he had already thrown away the long sword. Shen Changlin's face was gloomy, but he could only take advantage of the fact that the Yang family head and others were trapped to quickly retreat.
But just then, an old voice came.
"Ahem—it seems I'm not late, old woman."
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