Despite immense pressure, even when she coughed up blood and her meridians were damaged, she still rushed forward to protect Nian Wanzhou.
Seeing this, Zhang Jinchi laughed wildly: "Alright, I'll grant your wish right now!"
He slapped her, sending Wei Wenru flying even further, and then continued chasing after Nian Wanzhou, smashing her with his fists. Not satisfied with just that, he continued to torment the two of them back and forth.
Despite her injuries, Wei Wenru persisted.
She formed a hand seal with one hand and silently chanted an incantation, and a pale blue barrier appeared out of thin air.
The ground shook violently, dust flew everywhere, and the entire mountain trembled, but all of this was futile in the face of Zhang Jinchi's cultivation level.
Even though his cultivation level was achieved through rapid advancement.
But the meteor sword, glowing with blue light, fought its way through the encirclement and chopped off Zhang Jinchi's hand with a single strike—the very hand that had bullied Nian Wanzhou.
“So that’s how it is…” Zhang Jinchi looked at his severed arm and muttered to himself, “No wonder it was so determined to eliminate you. It seems there’s a reason for that. How dare a mere Nascent Soul cultivator confront a Tribulation Transcending stage expert? Who gave you the courage?”
"Oh~ it must be him!" Zhang Jinchi looked up at the thunderclouds in the sky and laughed heartily.
Then, his face contorted with bulging veins, his eyes bloodshot, and his entire body radiating intense ferocity and killing intent, making him look exactly like someone possessed by a demon. With a single hand gesture, a ball of black mist shot out from his fingertip, quickly transforming into a round object, which he then hurled down towards Wei Wenru.
With a deafening crash, the entire mountain was instantly leveled, the earth cracked and collapsed, and Wei Wenru was caught in the blast, her fate unknown.
The entire Guixu Sect was filled with a dense aura of darkness.
It is mixed with white spiritual energy, yet it also blends with it, which allows those controlled by the black mist to remain conscious for a while.
Having dealt with the troublesome Wei Wenru, the sickly Zhang Jinchi turned his gaze to the still weeping little white dragon, grinning maliciously: "Haha, I'm going to eat you, devour you alive, and then refine your teeth and bones into magical artifacts, making you my slave, hahaha~"
As he spoke, he unleashed another spell, which grazed Nian Wanzhou's abdomen, leaving a deep, bright red blood dripping down.
It dripped onto the ground, passed through the black fog, and the black fog instantly dissipated; no one noticed this detail.
Before Zhang Jinchi could continue his attack, a blue-golden light suddenly streaked across the sky and headed straight for him.
Emerging from the ruins, Wei Wenru brandished her long sword and charged towards Zhang Jinchi with sharp eyes, relentlessly attacking like an unkillable, tireless cockroach.
Relying on his Nascent Soul stage cultivation, he launched dozens of attacks, sustaining countless wounds of all sizes on his body, yet he never retreated a single step.
Each fall, each knockback, each battle further honed her will and swordsmanship. Surrounded by dense white spiritual energy, her cultivation level increased at a visible rate.
"Hmph!" Seeing that she was still not giving up, Zhang Jinchi sneered, pulled away the hand that had been bullying Nian Wanzhou, and once again conjured a spell to strike her.
This time, he conjured a fireball many times larger than the previous one.
"Boom!" The fireball exploded in the void, engulfing the entire road. Wen Ru, the guardian of the raging fire, struggled painfully but never gave in.
Then, Zhang Jinchi was struck by a sudden sword strike, and he turned his head with a cold expression.
In mid-air, Song Yan rode the Nan Yu across layers of black mist and charged straight at him from behind, launching attack after attack. Behind them were many disciples who had been saved by Nian Wanzhou.
"You scoundrel, you're not allowed to bully Wanwan!" Zhao Zhishan roared and used all his strength to knock away the terrifyingly large longsword above Nian Wanzhou's head. His Golden Core cultivation exploded in mid-air, turning into specks of golden light that burst out in all directions and surrounded Nian Wanzhou's body.
The sudden golden light stung Zhang Jinchi's eyes, causing him to take a few steps back.
Song Yan pressed his advantage, gripping his flying sword and channeling his own true energy into it to amplify its power.
Nan Yu quickly summoned a rain cloud, which extinguished the fireballs surrounding Wei Wenru.
They all carried Nian Wanzhou's white spiritual power, which more or less protected them from the control of the black mist and gave them some resistance.
After Nian Wanzhou was no longer being hit, she quickly stretched out her claws to cover her head, the intense pain making her very disoriented.
The loud crying turned into soft sobs, which sounded so pitiful that it broke your heart.
Nan Yu and the others were truly heartbroken, especially Nan Yu.
When has Wanwan ever suffered like this? Since leaving the secret realm, she has often been bullied, and he now regrets bringing Nian Wanzhou out to suffer.
"Wanwan, don't cry, don't cry!" He comforted Nian Wanzhou while dealing with Song Yan.
"Waaaaah, Nan Yu, my head hurts so much!" Nian Wanzhou couldn't help but cry out in pain again, tears falling to her feet, her body trembling slightly.
Nan Yu was heartbroken and wished he could take Nian Wanzhou's place and bear everything, but at this moment, he was completely unable to leave.
Just as the group was fighting fiercely and reluctantly, it was actually Zhang Jinchi who was beating Song Yan and the others, while Zhao Zhishan was anxiously accompanying Nian Wanzhou.
Zhao Zhishan was about to be swallowed by the black mist, but he dared not relax for a moment, enduring the pain to block the sword energy for Nian Wanzhou.
While shielding Nian Wanzhou, he also had to deal with Zhang Jinchi's sneak attacks. The scene was heartbreaking to watch, let alone Nian Wanzhou herself.
Zhang Jinchi felt something was off. Why was he, a powerful cultivator in the Tribulation Transcending stage, being dragged and besieged by a group of lowly minions? And the opponents weren't even afraid of the black mist. Although it was useless, it was still too strange.
Chen Zhoubai and the others were clearly trapped in the black mist, leaving only these few henchmen still conscious.
He sparred with them with ease until he noticed the white spiritual energy surrounding them, especially the white and blue spiritual energy on Wei Wenru, which was now undeniable. Only then did he realize what was going on.
Looking back at the White Dragon, wasn't this her own spiritual power? She could actually transfer it to someone else...
Zhang Jinchi was furious. This is outrageous!
He rapidly formed hand seals while chanting complex incantations, and the hand seals became faster and faster as he chanted.
Soon, the black mist began to churn in the sky, and the black mist around him began to slowly shrink. All the attacks that came towards him were deflected, and Wei Wenru and the others were also thrown away, crashing heavily onto the mountaintop again.
With gravel flying everywhere, no one could stand up immediately.
With a flick of his sleeve, Zhang Jinchi drew all the black mist into his hand seal. Looking at the seal he had just formed, brimming with power, a smug smile crept onto his face.
No one will stop him now.
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