When Han Ming was forced into battle, Sun Lingtong took a powerful step, pierced through the space, and already landed inside the storage room.
"Phoenix Soul Blood Fragrance Pill!"
"Foundation Establishnt Pill!"
"Revival Pill!"
"Returning Yuan Pill!"
"Hee hee hee..."
Sun Lingtong swung his chubby little hand. On his forearm that looked like a lotus root, he wore a bracelet.
The bracelet emitted light.
This storage magical tool was incredibly powerful, and wherever the light shone, the elixir pills all vanished on the spot.
Outside, sword lights crisscrossed, and ghostly shadows flitted about.
Han Ming's face was as cold as water, unable to shake off the enemy.
This sort of stalemated combat was sothing she desperately wanted to avoid.
She suddenly let out a cold snort and perford the Nine Revolutions Soul Devouring Secret!
The sword cultivator's figure inevitably hesitated slightly.
But at the sa ti, the flying sword shot out like lightning, aiming straight for Han Ming's heart.
Han Ming neither dodged nor evaded, instead fully throwing her power, and a shuttle shot out from her sleeve.
The shuttle was only a foot long, gray-blue like stone, covered in spikes with a peculiar shape. It seed slow but was actually fast, piercing the sword cultivator's body.
At the sa ti, Han Ming was also pierced through the heart by the flying sword.
It appeared as a mutual defeat, but Han Ming's face showed a sinister smile of success.
Her cultivation talent was called Yin Corpse Qi. Both the Soul Cultivator and Corpse Cultivator's thods suited her. She joined the Soul Devouring Sect, primarily cultivating the Nine Revolutions Soul Devouring Secret, while secretly also practicing the Corpse Cultivation spell—the Immortal Zombie Transformation Grand Spell.
She had successfully turned all her internal organs into a corpse state, no longer having any ordinary fatal weaknesses.
Even if her corpse heart was pierced, it didn't matter.
The sa could not be said for her opponent.
Han Ming's shuttle was no ordinary item; it was the Soul Capturing Shuttle perfectly compatible with the Nine Revolutions Soul Devouring Secret!
Once it pierced the sword cultivator's body, it produced a strong capturing force, forcefully pulling out part of the sword cultivator's soul.
The sword cultivator's face turned pale, his body trembling violently, suffering severe injuries in an instant.
"Even if you are at the Foundation Establishnt Peak, you are rely a loose cultivator. How can you oppose my Demon Sect?" Han Ming revealed a cruel smile, "Die for !"
But the next mont, the sword cultivator suddenly threw out a talisman—the Escape Void Talisman.
The next mont, the talisman burst forth with spatial ripples and instantly teleported the sword cultivator away from the spot.
Han Ming snorted coldly. Not being able to kill her enemy did little to quell the wrath in her heart.
She was about to rush into the storage room when she received a voice transmission.
It turned out that Sun Lingtong had already swept the storage room clean and escaped effortlessly.
Sun Lingtong transmitted a voice ssage to her: "I've got the stuff, let's go!"
But Han Ming couldn't suppress the boiling killing intent within her: "Heh heh, to give up such a great opportunity, wouldn't that be a pity?"
She aid at the Alchemy Room and charged over.
She had many grudges against Sun Lie.
Earlier, to obtain the Phoenix Soul Blood Fragrance Pill, she had fought fiercely, but ended up with nothing. Instead, she was put on the wanted list by Fire Persimmon Immortal City, hiding and fleeing for over a year. During this ti, she had probed and made many attempts, but all without progress.
Bang!
Han Ming smashed through the door, charging at Sun Lie.
Sun Lie had long heard the commotion outside, but he couldn't stop the alchemy process that had already begun.
"It's you!" Sun Lie, seeing Han Ming, had no choice but to muster his remaining strength, standing still to resist with all his might.
He could only exert less than forty percent of his battle power, naturally no match for Han Ming, and was quickly defeated.
Bang.
Sun Lie was sent flying, crashing into the wall, blood spurting from his seven orifices, collapsing to the ground.
"Die now!" Han Ming laughed shrilly, infinitely pleased.
Her five fingers, sharp and sinister, wrapped in a creepy gray-blue yin qi, viciously clawed at Sun Lie's forehead.
Boom!
The next mont, the Ziyang Pill Furnace burst open, and a burst of lightning shot out.
This greatly took Han Ming by surprise.
She did not expect that what was being refined in the alchemy furnace was not ordinary pills, but a genius youth!
From inside the furnace, ng Chong had heard the commotion and realized that Ziyang Courtyard was under attack. He had been attacked by assassins not long ago, so he had been very cautious this ti when he secretly left the City Lord's Mansion to co to Ziyang Courtyard.
He imdiately shouted to contact Sun Lie, wanting to co out of the furnace to join the fight.
But Sun Lie stopped him: "Once the alchemy process begins, it cannot be stopped. ng Chong, you are now in the process of leaking mana. Once you exit the furnace without sufficient dicinal nourishnt and external pressure, your essence, qi, and spirit will all deplete simultaneously. By then, not only will your cultivation disperse, but even your body's foundation will be exhausted.
You will beco a waste, worse than death!"
ng Chong then realized the seriousness of the situation, hesitating for a mont.
When he heard the even clearer sounds, heard Sun Lie coughing up blood, and Han Ming's shrill laughter, intending to kill Sun Lie, he could no longer endure it.
His blood surged, and his Immortal Talent Mad Dash Thunder was subconsciously activated.
Crackle!
In an instant, countless bolts of electricity surrounded his body.
ng Chong's eyes widened with fury, and with a resolute heart, he directly smashed through the furnace door, charging out like an unleashed fierce tiger.
Fast, too fast!
As Han Ming turned her head, it seed as if she saw a thunder tiger roaring and charging at her.
ng Chong was only at the Qi Refinent Realm, having dispersed much of his power, at only the third level of Qi Refinent. Han Ming, however, was at the Foundation Establishnt Peak!
Sensing ng Chong's aura and with her sworn enemy Sun Lie right in front of her, Han Ming ruthlessly decided to continue attacking Sun Lie, intending to rely on her own defenses to withstand ng Chong's attack.
Boom!
The next mont, the blinding thunderbolt struck Han Ming's back.
Han Ming's fully mobilized Power of Yin Soul was completely devastated. The pure yang thunder force surged into her body, rampaging and causing massive destruction.
In just a breath, Han Ming's corpse-transford internal organs were all damaged!
Han Ming spat out a mouthful of gray-blue cold blood, and her attack on Sun Lie fell apart.
Her rich combat experience instantly made her realize the perilous situation. She could no longer care about killing her enemy, so she activated an Escape Void Talisman, instantly teleporting away.
"Where do you think you're going!!" ng Chong roared.
Han Ming carried the thunder force he had inflicted, giving him a strong sense of her location.
And Han Ming had just used a low-grade Escape Void Talisman, which could only teleport her randomly within a radius of six miles.
This was well within ng Chong's sensing range.
However, as ng Chong was about to pursue her, he heard Sun Lie stopping him: "No need to chase!"
ng Chong hesitated, then realized that saving Sun Lie was more urgent.
He quickly ran to Sun Lie, but found himself at a loss for what to do.
He was skilled at fighting, but saving soone was a completely different story.
Han Ming, heavily wounded, forcefully steadied herself, using teleportation to leave the battlefield.
Sun Lingtong had retreated first.
Ning Zhuo, covering the rear, abandoned so chanism artifacts to make a smooth exit.
As for the Foundation Establishnt cultivator who had co looking for him, he had already beco a corpse hanging on the Strangling Whip.
The three of them regrouped as planned midway.
Han Ming glanced at the corpse hanging on the Strangling Whip and the Youthful Guest, who had no signs of battle on him, feeling a chill in her heart.
At this mont, she was covered in yin qi, her aura strong. Where was the sign of just having been severely injured?
Han Ming spoke in a cold voice: "Let's part ways here. Give the Phoenix Soul Blood Fragrance Pills, and I also want a third of the other elixirs."
Ning Zhuo imdiately frowned: "A third? My contribution was much greater than yours."
Han Ming sneered, imdiately retorting: "But it was thanks to that Sun Lie was heavily wounded and ng Chong held back!"
"Especially ng Chong, who though only at the third level of Qi Refinent, displayed such combat power. He is indeed a genius with superior immortal aptitude! Could your chanism artifacts have stopped him?"
Ning Zhuo snorted but said nothing.
"Stop arguing. We had a great success this ti, let's all be happy," Sun Lingtong said with a giggle, tossing Han Ming a pill bottle, "It's all Phoenix Soul Blood Fragrance Pills inside."
Han Ming imdiately opened the bottle, intending to check it, but a plu of black mist sprayed out, hitting her face directly.
In an instant, Han Ming's aura vanished, her soul sealed, almost collapsing on the spot.
She couldn't believe it, filled with both shock and rage: "Sun Lingtong, you tricked !"
Pop, pop, pop.
At the next mont, three strands of the Youthful Guest's Strangling Whip silently attacked, piercing Han Ming's body, then wrapped around her like snakes, binding her tightly.
Ning Zhuo's voice drifted over: "Two people splitting is always better than three."
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