Someone launched a sneak attack.
Almost the instant he sensed the sound of something cutting through the air, those four words flashed through Hu Ling's mind.
Realizing the danger, he quickly shifted to the side, narrowly avoiding the fierce attack.
Turning around in the direction the attack came from, I saw a man and a woman who had appeared out of nowhere, standing silently opposite me.
The most terrifying thing was that the female cultivator was holding the Pangu Sword, which they were trying to avoid at all costs.
Upon seeing the gleaming Pangu Sword, which was humming softly, Hu Ling's divided soul's expression immediately turned ugly.
A fleeting hint of apprehension crossed his eyes, but he quickly concealed it, looking at Shushu and asking, "Who are you?"
Shushu had no intention of saying anything more to him, and left with the words, "The one who will take your life," before charging forward with the Pangu Sword, just as they had agreed beforehand.
Lu Li, standing nearby, also immediately launched an attack. Without a word, he grabbed the Five Thunder God Whip, a semi-divine artifact that Shushu had just given him, capable of suppressing the pseudo-immortal artifact, and charged forward.
In an instant, the two sides clashed. Shushu fought against Huling's split soul, while Lu Li fought against the pseudo-immortal artifact and the blue-clothed man.
Suddenly, a strong wind arose from the ground, and the weather changed dramatically.
The Pangu Sword in Shushu's hands shone brightly as she wielded it, each move carrying an imposing and powerful force, while the power of rules and punishment lashed out at Hu Ling's divided soul from all directions.
Lu Li's Five Thunder God Whip moved nimbly, sometimes lashing hard at the pseudo-immortal artifact and the blue-clothed man, sometimes unleashing thunderous power to mercilessly strike them.
The two sides fought fiercely, and the originally bright sky became gloomy because of their battle, with thunder rumbling and sparks flying everywhere.
Among the one weapon, one soul, and one person on the other side, the one in blue was the first to succumb, because she was desperately protecting the pseudo-immortal weapon the whole time, and she was the one who took the most hits.
After being struck by the power of lightning once again, her body staggered in mid-air, and a trace of crimson blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.
She wanted to put away the pseudo-immortal artifact, but unfortunately, she was not its owner, and the ordinary ring space was simply not big enough to contain it. She could only grit her teeth and do her best to protect it.
It wasn't that she was particularly great or had any spirit of sacrifice, but rather that she was very clear that in the eyes of her master, Lan Qian, this pseudo-immortal artifact was far more important than herself.
She brought the item out and entrusted it to her for safekeeping. If the pseudo-immortal artifact were destroyed in her hands, she would definitely be reduced to ashes by Lan Qian.
Or rather, being reduced to ashes would be the lightest punishment; Lan Qian would more likely make her wish she were dead.
Therefore, even if it meant getting injured, she had no choice but to close her eyes and charge forward, using herself as a human shield. After all, she was a member of the Lan family and Lan Qian's dog.
As time passed, the scars on Lan Yi's body increased, and in her mind's eye, she even seemed to see her parents who had passed away many years ago.
They seemed to be beckon her to join their group.
A bolt of lightning struck her head, hitting her wound and waking her up in pain.
He glanced at the pseudo-immortal artifact that was being completely overwhelmed, and then at Hu Ling's distraction, who seemed evenly matched but actually had no chance of winning.
To be honest, the woman in blue wanted to escape on her own.
However, the moment this thought crossed her mind, the master-servant contract on her body began to backfire, and a burning sensation instantly swept over her entire body.
This piercing pain, emanating from within, served as a constant reminder that if she dared to betray her master, the consequences would be far beyond what she could bear.
In the end, after years of taming, Lan Yi finally lacked the courage to rebel. With a heavy heart, she flew away to send a telepathic message to the pseudo-immortal artifact and Hu Ling's split soul.
Having informed the device and the soul that she would hold off Lu Li and Shushu, giving them a chance to escape.
After receiving a response from the artifact and its spirit, she hardened her eyes and began to activate the secret technique.
Instantly, her aura surged, and her cultivation level rose from the early to the middle, then to the late stages, and finally she even stepped into the Half-Immortal Realm.
At the same time, an immense pressure erupted from her, and Shushu and Luli, who had been confident of victory, were forced to the ground by her.
Caught off guard, the two disciples were both shaken by the terrifying aura emanating from the other, their blood churning and their throats filled with a metallic taste.
With a pause in his movements, the man in blue took the opportunity to remove the pseudo-immortal artifact and Hu Ling's split soul from the attack range of the two, and even began to try to tear open this secret realm.
Unfortunately, this secret realm was much more secure than she had imagined. Even though she was now a half-immortal, she was unable to open a passage in a short time.
She was nearing the end of her life, and this was the backlash from her forced use of a secret technique to enhance her cultivation.
Thinking of this, Lan Yi quickly changed her approach. While facing the attacking Shushu and Lu Li, she also devoted most of her strength to sending the pseudo-immortal artifact and Hu Ling's divided soul further away.
Only after reaching her current limit and sending the artifact and the soul to the other side of the secret realm did she turn back to look at Shushu and Lu Li.
A sinister smirk appeared on her lips. Ignoring their attacks, she focused entirely on self-destruction, intending to drag them down with her.
As long as these two people, especially the owner of the Pangu Sword, are dead, their plan can still proceed perfectly.
Perhaps, in time, Lan Qian might treat her other family members well, considering that she has redeemed herself through meritorious service.
So she fixed her gaze on the sweet potato and pounced on it, trying to trap it at the center of her self-destruction, right next to her.
Lu Li and Shushu weren't stupid. They sensed it the moment she was about to self-destruct. The two exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with seriousness.
Knowing the consequences of the Half-Immortal Realm's self-destruction for the secret realm, Shushu, who had just taken office as the master of the secret realm, dared not run away, much less let the other party truly go unpunished.
She wouldn't leave, and Lu Li naturally wouldn't leave either. He stayed firmly by her side, ready to face the impending storm together.
Seeing the blue-clad figure rushing towards Shushu, the senior and junior disciples exchanged a glance and then tacitly joined forces to strike her dantian simultaneously, attempting to dissipate her spiritual power and prevent her from self-destructing.
However, it was useless. Their attacks couldn't harm the opponent at all, and the opponent's body continued to expand and expand.
At this point, the senior and junior disciples realized that there was no hope of stopping it, so they could only use all their strength to condense a barrier while throwing out countless array plates.
Even the Yao Guang Ding and the Wen Tian Yin have volunteered to come out.
Everyone worked together to try and control the extent of the explosion.
Just as the enemy was about to explode, everyone was prepared to be seriously injured. But at that moment, a familiar voice echoed in Shushu's mind: "Let me handle this."
The next moment, a huge, ferocious beast came out on its own.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
