The world-destroying demon wolf raised its head and howled, as if it were a victory cry, echoing between heaven and earth.
Feng Che slumped weakly to the ground, his fingers trembling slightly, his pale lips parted but he remained silent. Why? Why didn't he listen to his uncle?
Feng Luo lowered his eyes, not knowing why, but it felt as if something was breaking inside him, even though he hated her.
The world fell silent; no matter how many people died, no one cared.
Ye Qingchen clenched his teeth, a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. His vision was blurry; he couldn't believe that such an extraordinary woman as her would die in the jaws of a ferocious beast.
Although there was a conflict of interest at the beginning, she had unknowingly already captured his heart.
He only hated himself for not being strong enough to protect her, and even for dragging her down. Self-blame welled up in his heart, and his eyes suddenly turned an eerie orange. A groan pulled him back to his thoughts, and Lian Qingcheng, who had fainted beside him, slowly opened her eyes.
Jin Chenzi watched the out-of-control scene, his eyes flickering slightly. He placed one hand to his mouth and said, "Amitabha, souls from another world, are born to die, and die to live! There is a predetermined fate in the universe..."
Upon hearing this, Yu Bugui, who was not far away, had clear eyes as if they were mirrors. He kept thinking about the words in his mind. He had investigated everything about Ji Jiuying. The late Master Kongwen had once said that Ji Jiuying was born with the destiny of a phoenix, but people in the world did not believe it!
What Jin Chenzi mentioned about the souls of the other world is thought-provoking. Thinking of Ji Jiuying's transformation from a waste to a genius, Yu Bugui looked ahead with a half-understanding. Life is death, and death is life... Yu Bugui narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the belly of the world-destroying demon wolf, and fell into deep thought.
The sonic waves of the World-Destroying Demon Wolf grew stronger, and the smell of blood became more intense. Feng Che, wielding a large sword, launched a fierce attack on the World-Destroying Demon Wolf, his eyes filled with hatred as if he wanted to tear this beast to pieces.
Feng Luo looked at Feng Che, her brows furrowing slightly. Had her second brother gone mad?
Feng Che appeared suspended in mid-air in front of the World-Destroying Demon Wolf, creating a stark contrast between the two. His gaze was fierce and piercing, and his body was filled with murderous aura. A scroll appeared out of thin air in his left hand. With a powerful wave, Feng Che unfurled the scroll, and an invisible net instantly spread out, surrounding the World-Destroying Demon Wolf.
The invisible, almost transparent net radiated a dangerous light, and its unapproachable aura made everyone stop in their tracks.
"The Divine Artifact Thousand Threads Scroll!" Feng Luo stared in disbelief at the nearly transparent net. He never expected that his father would give the Divine Artifact Thousand Threads Scroll to his second brother. No wonder he had been begging his father to give it up, but his father refused to give it up. It turned out that it had been in his second brother's hands all along. He found it hard to accept.
The world-destroying demonic beast roared, showing no regard for ordinary divine artifacts. Its claws emitted a dazzling blood-red light, and the divine artifact was torn apart by its countless threads. Feng Che was also affected by the backlash and was forced to retreat several hundred meters. Fortunately, Feng Luofei came to his aid and supported him.
The artifact, Thousand Threads, automatically repaired itself, only to be torn apart again and again. Feng Che had no choice but to put away the artifact, Thousand Threads Scroll. However, the World-Destroying Demon Wolf had been enraged and launched a devastating attack on everyone without giving up.
"Hiss! What is that thing? It has such a strong residual force."
An elderly man with an extraordinary bearing couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Had he been in seclusion for too long? Looking at Feng Luo and Feng Che, he wondered when two such young Spirit Venerables had appeared on this continent.
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A near-collapse-like sound pierced the sky like a sharp blade. Everyone instinctively looked over and saw Qingling clutching her head and screaming in agony.
"Miss is dead?" Qingling stared at Yingyue in horror. Yingyue remained silent, feeling a pang of sadness at Qingling's appearance.
Qingling's eyes widened, filled with tears, looking pitiful. But in an instant, Qingling suddenly stood up straight, and the pitiful look disappeared. Her eyes, which were originally filled with tears, were now filled with an eerie black mist, radiating an evil power. At this moment, she was a stranger, like a witch, surrounded by a chilling aura.
Looking at Qingling now, everyone felt a sense of fear, a fear that seemed to come from the depths of their bones. Even they themselves didn't know why, nor did they understand why the kind-hearted Qingling had suddenly changed her appearance.
The ancient demon zither was surrounded by black mist, as if this was its original form. In an instant, it seemed that everything in the world would become utterly dark. Jin Chenzi stared at the black mist in disbelief, his staff trembling incessantly.
Feng Che shouted, "Yingyue, stop her!"
Yingyue swiftly knocked her unconscious from behind, and the black mist dissipated into the air. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that she might impulsively rush to her death. Yingyue looked at Qingling in his arms, his expression flickering slightly. Who was she? Why did she have such a strong demonic aura just now? Could it be the ancient demonic zither at work? If he hadn't knocked her unconscious in time, she might have gone into a demonic state, becoming unrecognizable to everyone. At that point, not only him, but even Feng Che and Feng Luo together might not be able to get close to her.
Feng Luo, Yu Bugui, and Jin Chenzi looked at Qingling strangely. Jin Chenzi even stepped in front of Yingyue and said, "Give her to me!"
Yingyue exuded a chilling aura. "Impossible."
Wen Longxiu and the others who had returned then blocked Qingling's path, preventing Jin Chenzi from getting any closer. Jin Chenzi's expression flickered slightly as he stared at Yingyue, "Do you know who she is?"
"No matter who she is, she's not someone your Buddhist sect should mess with," Yingyue said coldly.
Jin Chenzi looked at his serious expression, then at Feng Che, and understood that the two of them must know what the black mist on her body represented. "This humble monk is doing this to help her!"
"Whether you're helping her or harming her, you know the answer in your heart..." Yingyue sneered.
Buddhism and the demon race are natural enemies. Qingling is now neither a demon nor a demon, so this is the best time to get rid of her. The so-called help is just to save her life and ensure the safety of all people in the world. Jin Chenzi frowned slightly, as if he had been seen through. He stared expressionlessly at the crowd blocking his way, gently clenched his staff, and shook it constantly. Qingling showed pain on her face, her pale face scrunched up.
Yingyue was filled with killing intent. She placed Qingling in Wenlongxiu's hand and started fighting with Jin Chenzi.
Slaughter and destruction can happen in the blink of an eye.
Seizing the opportunity, the World-Destroying Demon Wolf launched its final attack on Feng Che and the others. Just when everyone thought they were about to die at its hands, a deafening thunderclap resounded, the entire island exploding like a thunderclap, piercing everyone's eardrums. Ying Yue and Jin Chenzi also stopped their attacks. The World-Destroying Demon Wolf slowly lowered its raised claws. Everyone braced themselves against the ground, their eyes fixed on the World-Destroying Demon Wolf's abdomen. There, from its heart, a bewitching red light emanated, and a blood lotus rapidly bloomed—bloody, bewitching…
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