Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
“Is she now a Mystical Profound Cultivator, a rank higher than Mystical Divine?” Sage Hun Yuan murmured incredulously. He was awestruck as he stared at the dazzling light on Feng Jiu’s body.
She appeared dishevelled. Her azure robe was stained with blood, and from a distance, it looked like blooming plum blossoms. That powerless hand hung low, but after the third bolt of lightning, her entire body seed to be renewed.
Even the arm that was severed by the Demon Lord appeared to have a light passing slowly through it and repairing it at this ti.
Feng Jiu moved her broken hand and slightly lowered her head as she watched the light nd it. She seed to hear a faint crackling sound as her bone marrow was repaired.
“I don’t believe my Blue Edge Sword can’t hurt you at all!”
Feng Jiu’s cold voice erupted with killing intent as soon as she sensed her hand could move. She locked her gaze on the devilry cultivator and threw down the Blue Edge Sword. The sword transford into dozens of identical swords hovering over her head in an instant.
Her hands turned rapidly. While she continued to chant silently and the swords hovered above her head, a swoosh was heard and a cluster of flas materialized. These swords ford a formation and advanced to attack.
When the Demon Lord waved his hand with a slight frown, attempting to block them with his black breath, he discovered that the Blue Edge Sword and the flas could penetrate his black energy mist. The black mist vanished without a trace as the flas and the Blue Edge Sword passed through.
The Demon Lord didn’t expect Feng Jiu to be so troubleso. He had started off leniently, but when he realized the situation was deteriorating, he would no longer show rcy, but would instead use all of his intent to kill every step of the way!
“Because you have decided not to follow , I will abolish and imprison you!” His icy tone was eerie. His hand morphed into a claw and he lunged at Feng Jiu. He intended to demolish her and leave her with nowhere to flee!
Feng Jiu unexpectedly dodged his attack with lightning speed. They traded dozens of blows in the air until one of his slaps knocked her flying.
“Bang!”
“Plop!”
With a loud thump, Feng Jiu was shot down. She threw up a mouthful of blood and fell backwards. She lost her balance, but fortunately, Sage Hun Yuan who stood behind gave her a hand.
“Stop fighting!”
Sage Hun Yuan fixed his gaze solemnly on Feng Jiu. “Your body will be unable to bear it if you continue fighting. Furthermore, it is hard to predict the outco of this combat if you fight another battle here! Don’t worry about the Nebula Immortal Sect now that he’s set his sights on you. Flee quickly!”
He had assud that Feng Jiu would be able to deal with the Demon Lord, but he had not anticipated that the Demon Lord, who had gained the Immortal Emperor rank a century ago, would have grown so much stronger today.
Feng Jiu felt a suffocating pain in her chest after being struck by the palm. “I’m going to have to keep fighting! He would never give up, even if I stopped!”
The life or death of others had no bearing on this devilry cultivator. Even the death of the devilry cultivators under his command had no effect on him.
Feng Jiu, who was currently fighting with the Demon Lord, had no idea that at so distance from here, a figure in black stood on his flying sword with his hands clasped behind his back, making his way towards her.
His black robe was fluttering in the wind and his handso and resolute face could not hide his eagerness to return ho.. If Feng Jiu saw him, she would recognize this man as Xuanyuan Mo Ze, whom she had not seen in over a year and from whom she had had no news.
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