Zhang Jinchi was forced to retreat under Nian Wanzhou's attacks. His so-called Tribulation Transcending stage cultivation was rendered meaningless by the overwhelming attack, and more and more blood was stained on his body.
Just then, a loud bang exploded in the air, and Zhang Jinchi spat out a mouthful of blood, his whole body flying backward like a kite with a broken string.
The boat immediately rammed into him, giving him no chance to rest. Its attack was tight and fierce, determined to kill him.
"Pfft!" Zhang Jinchi's chest was dented by the impact. He coughed a few times while clutching his chest. When he looked up, Nian Wanzhou's gaping maw was right in front of him, tearing him in two.
The lower half of the body that fell was pierced through by the scepter, and the upper half that was thrown out was also stuck in the barrier. Soon, blood stained the entire pure white barrier red.
Zhang Jinchi felt his life force fading away. He looked up in disbelief at the white dragon; she was still preparing her move…
"Roar!" The dragon's roar resounded once again, echoing throughout the entire continent.
The barrier was completely obscured by a white light, making it impossible to see what was happening inside, but Zhang Jinchi's screams could be clearly heard.
"You...stop! Let me go! I know I was wrong, please! Ahhh!"
Inside the barrier, Nian Wanzhou personally crushed Zhang Jinchi's soul and spirit infant, destroying all ways to revive him, and not even giving him a chance to reincarnate.
Her eyes were bloodshot, like a maddened beast, and she looked terrifying.
She performed these movements with exceptional skill, as if... she had done them before. Nian Wanzhou looked up in confusion, red tears streaming down her face.
She twisted her head and body in confusion, as if trying to recall something. Suddenly, her blood and tears increased, her body shrank and broke, and she was covered in blood.
Nian Wanzhou raised her hand, trying to grab the white light in the sky, but all she grasped was her magical artifact, that unusual magic wand. Her face was filled with despair and sorrow.
The surrounding black mist frantically rushed into her body, as if entering a container, and then being purified...
What emerges is pure spiritual energy.
"Ah!!" With a heart-wrenching roar, the white barrier shattered, and Zhang Jinchi's two severed, mangled bodies fell to the ground.
There was also Nian Wanzhou, and Zhao Zhishan's corpse, which she had always kept hidden in her arms.
"Junior Sister!"
"Wanwan!"
"Third...Third Senior Brother?!"
The disciples of the Heavenly Mystery Sect finally broke through the encirclement of the black mist, only to find a scene of death and injury, with the sect leader and several others lying motionless on the ground.
The sect leader had one gray-white eye and the other blood-red eye, and his body was shrouded in a terrifying black aura.
They were all staring intently at the sky...
That awe-inspiring, ever-falling white dragon.
Everyone screamed in anger and pain. The female disciples rushed forward and supported the unconscious Nian Wanzhou.
Junior Sister's body temperature was so low, so cold... Her blood flowed onto the female disciples beneath her, soaking their clothes. The icy touch made each of their hearts stop beating.
Disciples from other sects also entered, and upon seeing this, they couldn't help but choke up. Their eyes reddened as they helped up their seriously injured sect leader and fellow disciples.
Some healers went up to help, but they couldn't do much; they could only wipe away their tears and help the others.
......
Wei Wenru and the others, who had crawled out of the ruins in the distance, also saw it.
In that instant, they rushed over and together caught Nian Wanzhou.
"Senior Sister!"
"Senior sister, you should go heal your wounds first. We'll take care of things here, junior sister."
Seeing Wei Wenru and the others covered in injuries, I couldn't bear it. They were all so badly hurt, especially my third senior brother...
Wei Wenru's face turned deathly pale instantly. She tried to lift Nian Wanzhou and Zhao Zhishan up in her arms, her body trembling uncontrollably. Her eyes widened in disbelief: "How is this possible? How could this be?"
Her eyes were glazed over, her mouth agape, as if she couldn't accept this.
This is a reality.
"Wanwan, wake up..." Nanyu tried to hold Nian Wanzhou tightly, warming her with his own body heat, but they couldn't manage to stay together. "Third Senior Brother, how could you do this? You left me and Wanwan behind? You can't do this..."
Zhao Zhishan had no life force left; his golden core was completely shattered, his soul dissipated, and his spirit tablet turned to ash in an instant.
There's no way to save them now.
Nan Yu took out all the treasured warm-nourished eggs and stuffed them into Nian Wanzhou's mouth, trying to make her feel better.
"Please accept my condolences," the healer comforted him. Even without their medical skills, they could tell their junior brother was truly dead. Just like that powerful figure who had harmed him, it seemed the White Dragon's tragic end was also for revenge...
“Junior Sister Nian’s injuries are very serious. It would be best to treat her with a gentle magical artifact, otherwise… we have no way to treat her.”
They had no experience treating white dragons and were at a loss.
After hearing this, Song Yan thanked the other party: "Thank you, fellow Daoist. We will find a way."
Le Xi also wrapped his arms around Nian Wanzhou's body. The bone-chilling cold made him feel as if he had returned to the time he was at the bottom of the pool.
Seeing his fellow disciples, one dead and one wounded, the grief in his heart was indescribable. His junior brother, who had been arguing with him that morning, and just moments ago fighting alongside him, was now a cold corpse…
The entire Tianji Sect fell silent; the blow was simply too great for anyone to accept.
At this moment, no one dared to cause trouble amidst the chaos. Elders from various sects were also rushing over, and elders with high cultivation levels were keeping a close eye on the situation. If trouble were to really break out, no one would benefit.
Especially now that the Guixu Sect is in chaos and filled with dense spiritual energy, it's impossible to stay there for long.
One disciple couldn't resist absorbing the spiritual energy and ended up exploding on the spot, his life force dissipated and his soul completely destroyed, beyond saving.
The disciples of the Guixu Sect were in a dilemma. With their home in such a state, where could they go to stay?
It's spiritual energy that can cause someone to explode and die, and black mist that steals life force...
Wei Wenru stood up unsteadily and looked at the entire Guixu Sect. She knew that now was not the time to be sad, so she quickly took out a lot of jade artifacts to nourish Nian Wanzhou.
"Song Yan, go and tell your junior brothers and sisters to take the sect leader and Wanwan back to the sect to settle down."
She went to find the sect leader: "Sect leader, I'll have my junior brothers and sisters take you back. I'll organize the fellow Daoists of the Guixu Sect to move to our sect. The sect has many peaks, so we can let them return after the Guixu Sect is repaired. What do you think?"
The sect leader nodded slightly. He was currently unable to move and was covered in injuries. "I'll leave it to you to do."
"Okay, don't worry, all the junior brothers and sisters are fine, but they're all very worried about you." Wei Wenru said, then turned her gaze to Nan Yu.
"I'm entrusting my junior sister to you."
Nan Yu nodded, carefully put Nian Wanzhou into the magic artifact, and the group stumbled to their feet and followed the main force back.
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