Chapter 273 Annihilation of Another World
Ouyang Wenjin's smile suddenly froze, and boundless anger ignited in his heart.
In that instant, he turned to look at Ouyang Wenni, who hadn't had time to react. As dark black debris rose around him once more, a figure blocked his way.
Mu Jianjian didn't even glance at Ouyang Wenni, who suddenly rushed over, and slammed her full strength into her, sending her flying.
This attack was aimed directly at Ouyang Wenjin!
She didn't give him any chance to hesitate!
Swift, accurate, and ruthless, giving Ouyang Wenjin no time to react, Huang Quanjing appeared beside her at the same time, as if turning into a ribbon and wrapping around him.
Ouyang Wenjin's face was so gloomy it could drip water.
How could Mu Jianjian still be alive?
However, it had already taken some of his energy to seal off the Pupil Transformation Technique, which was only at the Core Formation stage. Now, it actually rushed out and attacked him in front of so many people!
Meeting the girl's cold, emotionless eyes, he understood that she wanted him to expose himself in front of everyone.
Ouyang Wenjin glanced at the caravan monks who were clearly becoming wary and had surrounded him to protect him, and let out a contemptuous laugh.
"Boom boom—"
The surging true energy crashed into the ground, creating a large crater. The churning of rocks and soil revealed a grayish-yellow dust that filled the entire cave, obscuring everyone's view for a moment.
"Jianjian!" Wan Xing, who was originally standing behind the three, wanted to quickly walk forward after seeing the familiar figure, but was blocked by the sudden storm of true energy.
My once lifeless heart began to beat again, and the taut strings in my mind finally began to loosen.
Jianjian is not dead!
In the next instant, she thought of all the possibilities from her previous battle with Xiong Guangze, and she stretched out her natural spiritual power to rush forward and help.
In her haste, she didn't notice anything unusual about the three people behind her.
Ye Wuluo's gilded fan fell to the ground.
Sang Wanyue stared in disbelief at that familiar figure, a ripple finally appearing in her dark, lifeless eyes, and she murmured, "...Jianjian?"
"Sister!" Linghu Zhuoyu's eyes were filled with the red of the girl's blood-stained clothes. He uttered the name he hadn't used in a long time. A fresh warmth filled his chest, and he felt the breath of life again after a long time.
"You slut, you slut, you slut!" Xiong Guangze gritted his teeth as he stared at the blood-stained girl who had appeared out of nowhere.
He'll never forget that bitch who took the bracelet, even in death!
I thought she was dead, but judging from her appearance, it's obvious that I've been tricked!
The woman in pink was distracted by the black dust rising in the air, and only slowly came back to her senses when she heard the curses of the man beside her.
This time, instead of responding to Xiong Guangze, she took out a metallic weapon from her sleeve, her swift movements revealing her determination to win.
Mu Jianjian was oblivious to the commotion around her.
When she emerged from the sealed space, she was determined to subdue Ouyang Wenjin and see if she could extract any useful information about the Upper Realm from him.
If one strike misses, then strike again!
Her intuition told her that the Upper Realm's Longevity Tower's plan was inextricably linked to the "unknown creature" she had encountered in the lava dragon's mouth.
With a cold glance at Team Leader Sun who had gathered around, she frowned, and a thick, long branch of intertwined branches grew from her hand and instantly moved in front of his face.
Strength at the fifth level of Core Formation or above.
But that's no reason to stop her. If her guess is correct, she must act quickly and take down Ouyang Wenjin.
"Ah ha." Ouyang Wenjin didn't look at his sister's fallen body. Instead, he let out a light yawn. He glanced around at the general situation and his pale face gradually became rosy, as if he was gradually regaining his vitality.
As he watched the girl rushing towards him at top speed, the flow of time seemed to slow down in the next moment!
"Mu Jianjian, watch carefully." Ouyang Wenjin leaned forward and said, word by word.
He rolled up his sleeves naturally and skillfully, and the flow of water slowed down slightly compared to the surrounding environment. Dust particles were stirred up from the rocks and soil at the bottom and swirled around him.
Ouyang Wenjin chuckled and turned to look at Xiong Guangze's group, fixing her gaze on the pink-clad woman who was already holding the hilt of a knife.
Mu Jianjian felt her fist land on the ground in the blink of an eye, and Ouyang Wenjin disappeared, replaced by Xiao Fen, who looked terrified.
What happened?
Mu Jianjian paused, her fist about to strike, and hesitated.
Why couldn't I see anything clearly just now?
"Why did you stop fighting?" Ouyang Wenjin asked with a hint of amusement. "I thought you would be fearless."
The flow of time has changed again!
Mu Jianjian took a few breaths, and a spatial wall rose up beside her. By the time she came to her senses, it was too late!
“If you can guess my secret technique,” Ouyang Wenjin tightened his grip on Xiaofen’s neck, lifting her up with his left hand without looking at her face, which was kicking and struggling in pain, “you finally escaped, why are you coming back to die?”
As soon as he finished speaking, an unexpected change occurred!
A light blue array of runes flickered beneath Ouyang Wenjin's feet, its overflowing light almost illuminating all the cultivators in the cave. The temperature around him suddenly plummeted to near zero, and a fierce wind swept him in, rendering him immobile.
Three figures arrived at Mu Jianjian's side at the same time and attacked her from different directions!
“Troublesome.” Ouyang Wenjin uttered two words. The black dust around him did not disperse with the arrival of the gale. Instead, it seemed to have a counter-effect, gathering more and more tightly, surrounding him.
The space that bound Mu Jianjian disappeared, and she was given a chance to catch her breath. She looked at the three figures blocking her way, and her eyes couldn't help but get a little wet.
Sang Wanyue, Linghu Zhuoyu, and Ye Wuluo.
She is not fighting alone!
"Be careful! 'Panmen' is his secret technique, and this is his otherworld!" Mu Jianjian frowned and raised her voice, "He seems to be able to control the flow of time in space!"
Now is not the right time to recognize each other. No matter how happy and excited we are, we must put these feelings aside until we deal with Ouyang Wenjin.
Ouyang Wenjin naturally heard the warning, but he didn't take it seriously. As the black dust swirled, his body disappeared into thin air and walked out of the killing formation. However, his skin was covered with specks of white frost, and his internal organs were slowly ceasing to function.
This is so annoying.
If he hadn't possessed the body of this lowly ant, he wouldn't have needed to go through all this trouble. The ants jumping around him could have been killed with a simple whistle.
Xuan Shuang teaches Sang Wanyue...
Ouyang Wenjin recalled the intelligence his master had given him and snorted coldly.
This is hardly the mid-stage Core Formation realm; this strength is clearly close to the Nascent Soul realm!
There are two others, and they're no pushovers either.
He narrowed his eyes, and as time slowed down, he turned and waved his hand, looking at the group of cultivators who were unable to react. Black dust flew from his side, and before they could even come to their senses, they instantly lost their lives.
The body that had collapsed to the ground was riddled with countless tiny black holes, from which bright red blood dripped and stained the ground beneath it. Strangely, the ground instantly absorbed the blood.
Seeing the caravan's tragic state, Xiong Guang immediately forgot his hatred for Mu Jianjian. Fear spread through his heart, and the fear of death once again enveloped him.
How could he not see that the boy wearing the veil was the one who had killed him with a single blow earlier!
The fact that someone like him couldn't even break through the defenses of that sickly man proves how terrifying his strength is.
Xiong Guang completely ignored the pink-clad woman lying on the ground panting heavily, and subconsciously tried to leave with the cultivators behind him, but unexpectedly the path behind them was blocked!
At this moment, the idea of ascending to heaven and seizing rare treasures disappeared from his mind, leaving only regret.
“They died because of you,” Ouyang Wenjin glanced at the caravan of monks behind him, none of whom had survived, and licked his lips. “If you hadn’t stopped me, I wouldn’t have made a move.”
“…Brother…Brother…” The intermittent calls came from behind him. Ouyang Wenni struggled to lift her body with her hands on the ground, trying to see the person standing there.
However, the fatal wounds on her body continued to bleed, showing no signs of stopping.
"Brother...you want to use me as a shield...is that it?" With each word Ouyang Wenni uttered, blood oozed from her mouth, yet she still tried her best to speak.
“Isn’t that right?” Ouyang Wenjin lowered his gaze and frowned.
"Haha..." Ouyang Wenni choked, and another pool of blood appeared on the ground, but it was sucked into the soil in the blink of an eye. "You're not...you're not my brother..."
She came to shield her brother on her own initiative.
However, the attack came too quickly. Just when he thought there was no hope halfway through, he was grabbed by a brute force and forced to endure the attack.
"My brother...where is he?" Ouyang Wenni was completely different from the arrogant young lady she had been when they first met. A depressed and desperate aura enveloped her, but her eyes still held a glimmer of hope as she looked at the man.
“Dead,” Ouyang Wenjin answered truthfully, smiling nonchalantly. “You don’t need to care. You and he will both become my nourishment, as will everyone here.”
Anger and resentment rose in Ouyang Wenni's heart, but she was powerless to do anything but stare wide-eyed and await her death.
Her breath grew weaker and weaker, tears streamed down her face and onto the ground, glistening beads standing upright on the dark red soil, untouched by her breath.
"Fellow Daoist, are you exaggerating?" Ye Wuluo's smile concealed his murderous intent, and the twelve-sided fan in his hand gradually unfolded, making the aura of life, death, and righteousness surrounding it even stronger.
The other two remained silent, but they too were angered by the man's arrogant attitude, and the four began a new round of fierce fighting.
“Jianjian, it’s good that you’re… alright,” Wan Xing wiped away her tears when no one was looking. She walked to Mu Jianjian’s side and comforted her, “Do you know those three?”
"Yes." Mu Jianjian breathed a sigh of relief. With the help of the main characters, she finally had time to recover her inner energy and rest.
The two of them tacitly avoided wasting time by bringing up other news, and only exchanged some key information.
“Leave it to us,” Wan Xing said tenderly, glancing at the obvious burn blisters on the girl’s body. “You should rest for a while.”
“No, let’s go together,” Mu Jianjian took a deep breath. “He’s dangerous, we must seize every opportunity to take him down.”
rest?
Ouyang Wenjin's actions just now had practically given them a clear indication—
He can draw life force by killing people.
And weren't Xiong Guangze and his group, who were stunned by the shock, just good "reserve food"?
They didn't have time to wait, and Mu Jianjian had no reason to stay.
"The Netherworld Realm—" Her lips were pale, but her words were firm, and she threw herself into the battle in the next moment.
Wan Xing bit her lip, glared at Xiong Guangze who was cowering to the side with his head in his hands, and was about to step forward together when she heard a faint female voice from the side.
"Help me... I can tell you what's going on here..." The woman in pink struggled to get up, but the next moment she was hit by the aftershocks of the fight not far away, and her bones were almost shattered.
This is the world of cultivation.
If you don't have enough strength, you probably won't even have the right to get close to others.
Seeing that the four of them were gradually gaining an overwhelming advantage in the battle through their tacit cooperation, Wan Xing put aside his hesitation and slowly walked up to the woman in pink. He then used his true energy to create a shield and envelop her inside.
Ouyang Wenjin gradually realized that the situation had exceeded his expectations.
None of the four were as the information suggested. Each of them had their own trump cards, and the problem was that those trump cards were not ordinary. Each one could turn the tide of the battle and slap him in the face.
This can't go on.
Ouyang Wenjin made a quick decision and turned to the trembling Xiong Guangze and his group, intending to use their blood to replenish the deficiency of true energy in their bodies. Unexpectedly, the red-clothed man in front of him turned his fan and those people disappeared into thin air.
Ye Wulu glanced at the person who had been taken into his twelve fans, then looked at the man whose face had stiffened with his peach blossom eyes, his sharp attacks not stopping.
"Enough!" Ouyang Wenjin roared, his eyes like venomous snakes, sweeping over the faces of the four people. "This was originally a method I planned to save for the 'sacrifice,' but you've gotten it for free."
Even if he could control the flow rate, it wouldn't be as good as the freakishness of these four people!
Their teamwork was flawless, and given time they would surely reach the upper realm and disrupt their plans. Since that was the case, then he shouldn't blame him for using his true abilities to crush these four people here.
Ouyang Wenjin's gaze finally landed on Mu Jianjian's cold face, like a beast that had been starving in the darkness finally spotting a hunter standing in the sunlight. He spoke.
"Otherworld Annihilation—"
Like a pebble suddenly thrown into a calm lake, Mu Jianjian felt the life force around her being stripped away inch by inch, flowing towards the man in front of her.
An ominous premonition rose in her heart. Just as she was about to call out the names of the main characters, she found that the surrounding lights had already been turned off, and a man with a playful expression was standing in front of her.
In the utter silence, only the two of them faced each other from afar.
"Hey, why are you still awake?" Ouyang Wenjin's smile was triumphant and teasing. "Mu Jianjian...you should know that my secret technique can 'extinguish' all spiritual souls for an hour—"
His words were drawn out, his gentle voice utterly chilling: "Unless, your soul does not belong to this world."
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