Feng Ling hovered in the air, the hem of her dress swaying gently in the wind and revealing the silhouette of her long, well-proportioned legs.
Her gaze swept across the area as she extended her Divine Sense, but she found no trace of an enemy. Her expression grew slightly grave.
’Whoever dares to attack here is either a fool or soone incredibly powerful.’
’But if they’re that powerful, why would they need to hide?’
She had many trump cards up her sleeve, and as her mind raced, she quickly composed herself.
A fist-sized white bone orb spun rapidly above her head, emitting a jade-like halo that enveloped her stunning, graceful figure.
Upon closer inspection, countless tiny Demonic Runes seed to dance and circle upon the bone orb. At first glance, it exuded a faint demonic aura, but a second look revealed a radiant brilliance, giving it a sense of sacred purity.
It was, in fact, the White Bone Relic!
Feng Ling’s own aura rged with that of the bone orb, creating a faint sense of unity, as if she and the artifact were one.
The Waterdrop Red Jade on her forehead was no simple ornant; it had just blocked the potent venom of a Tier Two Poison Gu, foiling Fang Cheng’s sneak attack.
Through the curtain of rain, two specks of golden light shot out silently, falling upon Feng Ling’s back.
The White Bone Relic above Feng Ling’s head sensed the danger and suddenly flared with white light, transforming into a flying needle as white as snow and smooth as jade!
This was one of the seven transformations of the White Bone Relic: the Bone Divine Needle.
As if she had eyes in the back of her head, Feng Ling made the snow-white needle tremble. It shot through the rain and, despite moving second, arrived first to strike one of the Vajra Gu.
DING!
The two collided with the sharp ring of tal on tal.
Golden light burst from the Vajra Gu’s body, which was actually knocked back slightly by this first-grade top-quality magic artifact!
Hidden from sight, Fang Cheng frowned slightly. This was his first ti experiencing the power of one of the Yinluo Sect’s nine great foundational legacies.
It was truly on a completely different level from the Divine Secret Skills used by ordinary Cultivators!
The higher the grade of a legacy technique, the greater its power, and the higher the chance it could be used to challenge those in a higher cultivation realm.
In a flash, the other Vajra Gu revealed its ferocious aura, its wings beating furiously as it sped toward Feng Ling.
"A Tier Two Gu Insect?"
Feng Ling twisted at her slender waist. When she turned and saw the Vajra Gu, her expression changed, revealing a hint of dread.
Without a word, she raised a delicate hand and summoned a Red Copper Small Cauldron!
The small cauldron spun in the air. Its lid flew open, and it suddenly spewed forth a scorching, surging Fire Cloud.
It was a Second-Order Magical Artifact, the Fire Cloud Cauldron.
The Fire Cloud was thick and dense. The mont it appeared, it spread out over a hundred-foot radius, completely enveloping both Vajra Gu.
"Contain!"
Feng Ling cried out softly, forming a sword gesture with her long, snow-white index and middle fingers and pointing it toward the Fire Cloud Cauldron.
Runes imdiately began to flow across the Red Copper Small Cauldron, which began to glow with a brilliant, scorching light.
The thick Fire Cloud imdiately began to roll back on itself!
The two Vajra Gu flew about and struggled within the Fire Cloud, but it was to no avail; they were easily swept into the cauldron.
The entire exchange was faster than a flash of lightning. From the mont the White Bone Relic sensed the approaching Vajra Gu and transford into the Bone Divine Needle to intercept them, to Feng Ling turning and summoning the Fire Cloud Cauldron, only a few breaths had passed.
As expected of one of the top young cultivators from the four great preeminent families, the woman’s reaction speed in battle was in no way inferior to Fang Cheng’s, who had reached the Sword Heart Clarity Realm.
The Bone Divine Needle had, at so point, flown back to Feng Ling’s side. With a gentle spin, it transford into a Bone Whistle.
This was one of the Seven Transformations of the White Bone: the Bone Trumpet!
Feng Ling channeled her Magical Power, puffed her cheeks, and blew forcefully into the Bone Whistle.
A sharp, piercing whistle imdiately echoed through the sky!
Fang Cheng felt his Magical Power stir erratically, as if it had transford into millions of fine needles frantically darting through his body. Trickles of blood began to seep from his skin.
"Found you!"
Feng Ling sneered and turned her head to look into the distant rain. A faint, almost imperceptible aura had finally been exposed.
Her hands ford a seal, ten fingers dancing nimbly. A fiery light condensed before her with a roar, then swelled rapidly in the wind to manifest as a thirty-foot-long Fire Dragon. It slithered through the air, spitting a great sheet of fla toward Fang Cheng’s position.
The dark sky suddenly lit up!
White steam billowed, and in an instant, the rain over a wide area was completely vaporized, the air becoming scorching and fierce.
A pitch-black Demonic Light appeared eerily in the void!
The Demonic Light spun gently, forming a ring that blocked all the incoming flas.
Then, a streak of Thunder Sword Light shot out, slashing straight toward Feng Ling.
The Bone Whistle in front of Feng Ling silently transford into a White Bone Flying Sword. It rose to et the attack, clashing with the Thunder Sword Light.
Her Sword Technique was surprisingly strong. Her sword light was heavy and substantial, her movents powerful and sweeping.
The thunderous light on the Purple Brilliance Sword pulsed erratically. Its blade-gleam flickered like a nimble fish, weaving through the air to strike, but Feng Ling blocked every blow.
The two exchanged a hundred blows in a running battle, yet neither could gain the upper hand.
「At this mont.」
Feng Ling had also confird her opponent’s approximate Cultivation level.
The Sensing Realm!
However, he must have a Second-Order Concealnt Talisman, which was why he had remained hidden for so long.
A sneer touched her lips. She was about to use another transformation of the White Bone Relic to force her opponent out into the open!
Just then, the sharp cry of a sword rang through the sky.
Following this, a fierce Sword Aura, sharp as the cold glint of autumn waters, shot forth. The flash of the blade was as swift as lightning, slashing toward Feng Ling’s slender waist in the blink of an eye!
A second Flying Sword.
Her White Bone Flying Sword was tied up by the Purple Brilliance Sword and couldn’t be recalled to defend her. anwhile, the Fire Cloud Cauldron was occupied with suppressing the Vajra Gu, hanging motionless in the air.
Just as it seed Feng Ling was about to be cut in two at the waist, a wisp of fla blood between her fingers. Forming a sword gesture, she tapped the incoming blade light with a touch that was the very Peak of Profound Skill!
The blade-light froze, revealing a Flying Sword shimring with a hazy brilliance and exuding a bone-chilling cold.
The Cold Wave Radiance Sword.
The incomparably sharp blade was actually stopped by two fair, slender fingers!
Or rather, it was caught by that wisp of fla.
The next mont, the fla on her fingertips dissipated.
A flush of crimson crossed Feng Ling’s fair, pretty face. Clearly, that move had exacted a heavy toll.
The Flying Sword spun lightly, breaking free from the fla’s restraint. It then whipped around, coiling toward Feng Ling’s arm as if to twist it off.
A fiery light flared around Feng Ling. She transford into a streak of fire, instantly teleporting over a hundred feet away.
Then, she pointed a delicate hand at the White Bone Flying Sword not far away.
The White Bone Flying Sword forced back the Purple Brilliance Sword and instantly transford into a Bone Mirror, unleashing a blinding Thunder Light.
RUMBLE!
Accompanied by a world-shaking crash, the Thunder Light cascaded down like a waterfall, instantly subrging a vast area.
Feng Ling hovered in the air, watching the Thunder Light flash, the strobing light playing across her exquisite face.
The White Bone Thunder Mirror!
The thunder within the dark clouds above seed to be drawn in by the artifact. With a deafening roar, more than ten bolts of lightning, each as thick as a bucket, crashed down from the sky.
The intersecting Thunder Light filled the air, its power clearly exceeding the scope of a First-tier Magical Artifact.
Fang Cheng staggered out of the Thunder Light, the fla-like black Li Hen Demon Light swirling around him as he quickly fled the area of effect.
A sharp glint flashed in Feng Ling’s beautiful eyes. The White Bone Thunder Mirror within the lightning flipped over and transford yet again, becoming a thirty-foot-tall Strong Bone Demon that pounced fiercely upon Fang Cheng!
The Strong Bone Demon’s four limbs transford into Bone Locks, tightly binding Fang Cheng’s arms and legs. It then opened its great maw, filled with sharp teeth, and bit down toward Fang Cheng’s head!
If its teeth found his neck, Fang Cheng’s head would surely be torn off and end up in the Strong Bone Demon’s mouth.
At this critical mont, a faint golden light appeared on the surface of Fang Cheng’s body.
In the snap of a finger, his body suddenly swelled, and he grew three feet taller. His black robes were instantly torn apart, revealing hard-muscled contours that looked as if they were forged from steel.
On his chest, over thirty fla-like runes gathered into a pattern that resembled a fiercely burning fire.
The Strong Bone Demon’s Bone Locks were forced apart!
Fang Cheng tilted his head slightly. The Bone Demon’s jaws clamped down on his bulging, knotted shoulder.
Its sharp teeth pierced an inch into his flesh before being stopped cold.
"Break!"
Fang Cheng bellowed. Invisible flas seed to coil in a radius of several dozen feet around him, emitting an oppressive wave of heat.
A vast, mighty force surged within Fang Cheng’s body, allowing him to break free from the Strong Bone Demon’s grasp in an instant!
Seeing Fang Cheng’s true appearance, Feng Ling cried out in shock, "It’s you?!"
Her exquisite face was a mixture of shock, confusion, and anger. Her dark brows furrowed, and her expression turned to ice.
"It’s ," Fang Cheng said in a deep voice.
He reached out and pushed forward, as if opening a door. The Magical Power in his palm spread out, condensing into a round mirror about a foot in diater.
The front of this mirror was perfectly smooth, but in the center of its back was an ancient rune shaped like an eye.
Five complex and exquisite rings of runes were arranged around this bewitching, bizarre eye-rune, emitting an astonishing demonic intent.
The mirror shot out an eerie, pinkish light. The beam ignored the Second-Order Magical Artifact—the Fire Cloud Cauldron that Feng Ling had recalled to defend herself—and struck her directly.
Feng Ling’s vision went black. Then, within the endless darkness, a huge, narrow eye suddenly opened.
From the pupil of that eye seeped a delicate, enchanting, peach-blossom red. It was so bewitching that one could not bear to look away.
As Feng Ling looked at this eye, a thick, cloyingly sweet fragrance seed to wash over her!
As she slled this strange, heavy fragrance, a rush of heat went to her head. Her vision filled with a red haze, and she couldn’t help but narrow her beautiful eyes, her expression turning flirtatious.
But in the next mont, she snapped awake. Realizing sothing was wrong, she had the Strong Bone Demon rapidly shrink back down into the form of the Bone Whistle and fly before her.
She blew into the Bone Whistle with all her might. A sound like tearing silk, with a strange, undulating, and exceptionally piercing rhythm, rang out. Her body trembled as if waking from a long dream, and the cloyingly sweet fragrance from the eye instantly beca a foul, fishy stench!
In the distance, Fang Cheng’s expression was grim. He continued to channel his Divine Technique, and another strange, pink light gently landed on Feng Ling.
Feng Ling’s eyes grew dazed once more. A blush rose to her temples, and her face contorted in a struggle.
’This is bad!’
She cursed inwardly. She could feel Heart Demons taking root, coiling madly around her soul and running rampant.
Her Sea of Consciousness was overrun with illusions. The desires in the depths of her heart were magnified infinitely, and she was sinking into a monstrous ocean of lust, unable to break free.
If she let this continue, the Heart Demon would surely corrupt her soul, eventually turning her into a Demon Fiend who had lost all reason—a creature that only indulged in and endlessly sought more desire.
No longer able to spare a thought for Fang Cheng, she hurriedly sat cross-legged in the air, shut her eyes tightly, and ford a hand seal to resist the Heart Demon’s assault.
Fang Cheng flew over from a distance. Looking at his formidable enemy, now completely incapable of resistance, he breathed a small sigh of relief.
At this mont, the fluctuations of Feng Ling’s aura were utterly chaotic. The Magical Power inside her was like a wild, untad horse, rampaging through her Qi Sea.
In an instant, she was drenched in fragrant sweat. Her black dress was soaked through, clinging tightly to the beautiful curves of her body.
Right now, Fang Cheng could kill this woman with a re wave of his hand.
But if he killed this prodigy of the Feng Family, he would likely have to flee the Abyssal Marsh imdiately, escape to so distant land, and start over from scratch.
’I can’t kill her. I can only control her, conquer her...’
As the thought crossed his mind, Fang Cheng waved his sleeve, recalling his Flying Swords and collecting the Bone Whistle. He opened the Fire Cloud Cauldron to release the Vajra Gu, then summoned the Stone ditation Hut and carried Feng Ling inside.
「A mont later.」
The Stone ditation Hut transford into a huge boulder about ten feet wide. It fell into the water with a SPLASH and sank all the way to the dark, murky bottom.
The rain poured down in sheets. Between the water and the sky, silence reigned once more.
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