frightfiction Chapter 611 Don't worry, she can't run away.
Chapter 611 Don't worry, she can't run away.
The inner demon's methods were cruel and vicious; its repeated extraction and reinsertion of the soul sent a chill down Xue Tong's spine.
But she approves of this approach.
She even felt...
Compared to what the demons did to all living beings in Yuanming, merely extracting souls is far too lenient.
Several thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, and the battle between Lu Feng and Ji Yundi not far away was also coming to an end.
Without a doubt, Ji Yun lost.
Although Lu Feng's testimony was not perfect, the Heavenly Dao of the Yuanming Realm truly favored him. Even though Ji Yun was known for her caution and ruthlessness in obtaining the son of the Demon God, she could not stop the equally quick-witted Lu Feng from using secret techniques and magical treasures to suppress her layer by layer.
Since the situation had already turned against her, Ji Yun had no choice but to find a safe way out for herself. The woman gripped the black bone whistle tightly in her hand.
As long as she destroys this bone whistle, she can return to the Nine Heavens Demon Realm's realm of life and death in an instant.
Despite her deep reluctance, the Fourth Princess ultimately valued her life more than this demonic treasure.
The woman gave Lu Feng a glamorous and alluring smile, her remaining blood-red eye gleaming with an eerie red light, and slowly placed the hand holding the bone whistle behind her back.
“Fellow Daoist, Ji Yun actually quite likes you.”
Lu Feng had heard about Ji Yan and Long Siyin from Xue Tong, and upon hearing this, he immediately admired Ji Yun in his heart as a ruthless person.
Xue Tong saw the golden dragon coiled behind the young man, and his eyes, which held three parts openness and seven parts calculation, as he faced Ji Yun. He was very pleased.
It was all for nothing that she and Xue Lan used threats and inducements in the first place.
"You said you like me?" Lu Feng looked at Ji Yun with a hint of pity in his eyes:
"Remember to tell my employer next time!"
The moment the young man's cold voice fell, the golden dragon formed from the sword shadow behind him immediately lowered its head and swallowed Ji Yun's upper body.
"Lu Feng!"
Ji Yun's voice was full of resentment and venom, clearly not expecting Lu Feng to suddenly launch an attack.
But time's up!
Enveloped by countless sword shadows, with every piece of flesh being scraped off her body, the woman actually curled the corners of her mouth, revealing a sinister smile.
Ji Yun slowly loosened her clenched fist, and a handful of pitch-black powder slowly floated out.
The inner demon, holding the demonic soul of Tingnu in his hand, spoke softly to Xue Tong:
"Her soul is about to escape!"
"Don't worry..." Xue Tong tilted her head slightly, her soft, dark eyes already bloodshot.
The girl's voice was icy, and the Sun-Tracing Mirror, which was suspended in mid-air, rotated slightly.
"She can't run away."
"Whoosh!"
The azure arrow, imbued with the power of the outside world, was launched in an instant. By the time Ji Yun realized it, it had already traversed time and space, passing through layers of sword shadows and reaching her chest.
"What... Bang!"
The woman only had time to utter two words before she was pinned to the mountainside not far away. A deep blue data chain slowly grew from her chest, transforming into several soft, slender vines that completely enveloped the powdered bone whistle.
At the same time, Lu Feng's longsword was already in front of the woman.
A handsome young man dressed in white held a sword in his right hand, pouring almost all of his spiritual power into the blade.
Behind him, in the vast sky, was a huge and terrifying cloud vortex, within which crimson lightning constantly roamed.
Ji Yun only began to feel fear when the cold tip of the sword touched her brow.
The fear of death gripped the woman's throat. Ji Yun wanted to escape, but neither her body nor her soul could move an inch.
Ji Yun's will to survive was not weak. A purple armor material appeared between her eyebrows and, as it grew, it blocked Lu Feng's sword tip.
Just as the two were locked in a stalemate, a streak of crimson lightning suddenly descended from the previously calm cloud vortex, striking Ji Yun directly between the eyebrows.
Lu Feng gently turned his head and saw a corner of a moon-white garment.
The girl held a deep blue arrow, which, guided by crimson lightning, pierced straight into Ji Yun's brow.
Two bright red tears streamed down Xue Tong's face, but her voice carried a joyful laugh:
"Lu Feng, are you out of energy?"
Lu Feng's eyes welled up with tears as the young man poured spiritual energy into the longsword once more.
"Who's out of strength!" A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of the young man's mouth.
"Crack!"
With a crisp crack, the armor between Ji Yun's brows finally shattered.
The violent sword energy and lightning mixed together and invaded her sea of consciousness.
After the sweep, nothing was left.
"Awu!"
Xue Tong shouted behind him, and Xiao Zhou, who had been preparing, transformed into a white shadow and swallowed Ji Yun's demonic soul in one gulp.
Only then did Xue Tong breathe a sigh of relief. The girl raised her hand and cast a cleansing spell on herself and Lu Feng. When she opened her eyes, her vision was a little blurry.
The girl clutched her head in apparent pain.
"Am I going to go blind along with Xue Lan?"
"I don't know if you're blind or not!" The inner demon, who had already happily stuffed the Listening Slave Demon Soul into his sleeve, smiled and pinched Xue Tong's chin, then pointed to the huge crack in the sky above the Demon Realm.
Xue Tong followed the inner demon's finger and saw that while everyone was fighting, the crack had somehow widened considerably, and some shadowy figures had appeared in it.
"If we don't get there soon, Lord Wolf King will die!"
"It's kind of you to still remember me!"
Xue Lan's cheerful voice reached everyone's ears. The Wolf Lord, who had regained his divine power, was not struggling too much in his fight against the remnant soul of the Demon God, and he could even chat with others.
"Of course I remember. Just wait for me to come and set up the formation for you."
Xue Tong smiled and replied to Xue Lan, then took A Wu's hand and flew towards the center of the Demon Realm.
After she left, Xinmo and Lu Feng exchanged a glance and followed her.
Within the Demon Core Space, Xue Lan unleashed a thousand-foot-high blizzard with a single spear thrust. The pure white, soft snowflakes transformed into sharp ice clusters as they flew toward the Demon God.
The demon retreated swiftly to avoid the icy rain.
The man's blood-red pupils shifted slightly.
Listen to the slave's death!
The demon god and his four priests were linked by souls. The moment Tingnu's soul was extracted, all of his previous memories automatically appeared in the demon god's sea of consciousness.
"As expected of Lord Wolf King." The young man spoke with a light smile:
"They actually raised a child of the Heavenly Dao."
Xue Lan twirled the spear in his hand, his tone wild and unrestrained:
"What do you mean by 'domesticated' by the Demon God?"
"That's clearly one of my most capable temporary workers."
This sentence, played aloud, startled Lu Feng, who was in mid-air.
The space inside the Bifang cage was becoming increasingly unstable. Xue Lan looked at the constantly distorting, dark sky and spoke casually:
"The Demon God has been entrenched outside the Yuanming Realm for ten thousand years, attempting to break in every time, only to be defeated each time."
"First, there were the Heavenly Dao and all the great beings of the Yuanming Realm."
"Secondly, there's the Thunder Kui Formation and the Sky-Piercing Green Willow..."
"I am Xue Lan now!"
The Bifang cage began to slowly disappear, and the red tassel on the cyan spear in Xue Lan's hand fluttered.
The woman looked down at the demon god:
"You've been hitting this wall for ten thousand years, does the Demon God still refuse to accept his fate?"