My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 289: The Sixth Realm Heart Demon Tribulation, the Strongest Undead Killed by My Own Hands

The black cat demon, as big as a small mountain, stood quietly on the ground at this moment, with its bloody and broken head slightly raised, and there seemed to be a gaze staring at it in its dark eye sockets.

Ji Wuye took a deep breath, but then his eyes calmed down in an instant and he looked at everything in front of him calmly.

Is this reality? Is this the real Nanning city?
No, this is still the strange domain, but a piece of reality that has been separated from the strange domain.

"Don't move."

The woman opened her red lips gently at this moment, and Ji Wuye's body became stiff in an instant.

It seemed as if there was some kind of strange aura emanating from Ji Wuye's body, but he still did not make any move, just staring coldly at everything in front of him.

After all, Ji Wuye is the young pavilion master who has suppressed [Annihilation] for more than ten years and possesses two strange bodies. He has an understanding of the strangeness before his eyes that is beyond ordinary people.

If you are not sure you can capture it with one strike, don't attack the monster.

Otherwise you will be completely targeted by the weird.

What is the logic behind this weird behavior?
Kill someone?

No, it's just based on instinct.

If the weirdness would kill people unconditionally, then everyone who was trapped in the weirdness should have died as early as the beginning.

However, once trapped in the strange realm, death is a matter of time for ordinary people.

Just like [Annihilation], its instinct is to annihilate everything around it, regardless of people or objects. The deaths of millions of people in three cities have no meaning to [Annihilation].

For example, [Identity Replacement], its instinct is just to make people replace their identities, not to kill people, but getting lost in it will lead to "death".

Just like the [Man Without Legs], his instinct seems to be to steal people's legs, but the person whose legs are stolen comes into contact with the weirdness and is not far from death.

All the words uttered by this mouth in front of me will turn into unsolvable magical powers, but will it kill people?
No more words were heard.

Ji Wuye's eyes were slightly stunned, but the hint of relief that just emerged in his heart was immediately extinguished by the black cat's tail.

The fingertips touched lightly.

Ji Wuye's expression remained unchanged as he let the black cat's tail sweep across his body.

Rumble.

In an instant, his figure was knocked into a nearby house, accompanied by a loud roar, and broke through several walls in succession.

He fell in the ruins, looking disheveled, but without any injuries on his body.

If you look closely, you can see that there is always a tiny gap between his body and the rubble.

Just like Luo Qinghan.

Because he possesses two strange powers——【Copy】 and 【Confidant】

Insight into the weirdness of human hearts.

Copy the weird weirdness.

The current limit for the number of copies is three, and the duration is about two cups of tea.

You can only copy three weirdnesses and use them for fifteen minutes.

【Time Zero】【No Limit】【Gun of Causation】

This was his original choice.

But now [Time Zero] has been eliminated and turned into [Ghost Gate Coffin].

After knocking him into the ruins, the black cat demon didn't even look at him again. Instead, it jumped up and flew towards a certain direction in the city.

After a while, Ji Wuye released the illusory spear that had been condensed in his hand.

"So this ghost thing was attracted by my previous voice?"

So where does it go now?

Ji Wuye moved lightly and swept his eyes over, and soon he saw another figure.

"Brother, it's her. She has the precious medicine, the Soul-Separation Flower."

His sister's voice suddenly emerged in his mind, causing Ji Wuye to pause slightly.

Divorce flower is a precious medicine that can allow a person's soul to leave the body for a long period of time without any harm.

Just what he needed.

"Brother, don't let go of the enemies in the distance."

"With that precious medicine, brother can leave and give his body to me, hehe, hehe." The voice that emerged in the bottom of my heart was accompanied by a silly smile.

Ji Wuye's eyes were silent and his voice was extremely gentle.

"Yes, I will give you my body. All my training, everything I have, including the strangeness in my body, will be given to you."

"Hehe, brother is so nice. You gave me everything. What are you going to do in the future?" asked the grown-up sister.

"This is not something you need to care about." Ji Wuye responded indifferently.

Ji Wuye stepped on a pavilion, his eyes slightly looking downward, sweeping over his own exquisite female body.

His face was calm, but there was a hint of disgust in his eyes.

He wanted to leave this body, this cage that was destined to bring him death...

Even if it means giving up all my cultivation, giving up my current status, and giving up everything, I will do it at all costs.

He looked off into the distance, at the figure being stared at by the strangely possessed black cat.

The girl's figure was like a white rainbow. She jumped up by stepping on the wall in the narrow alley, dodging the black cat's claws, and slashed at the "mouth" with a sword.

Ji Wuye's eyes were slightly surprised.

Such a fast sword, such a young fifth-level swordsman...

Where did Daxuan get such a young person in the fifth realm?
So the horrific sword wounds on the black cat were all caused by the girl in front of him?
No wonder that weirdo targeted the other party.

This is also the reason why Ji Wuye would not take any action against the weirdness unless he was completely sure.

But how did she do this with such strange and unsolvable magical powers?

A hint of cold aura burst out from the sword, but it disappeared after a moment, as if it could not continue.

Instead, the girl staggered back, then turned around and ran away without looking back.

The Qi is dried up?
A hint of interest flashed in Ji Wuye's eyes. He wanted to know how the other party managed to break the strange magical power.

【Intimate】

Understand people’s inner thoughts.

"There is actually a remnant soul in her body. This remnant soul is in the sixth realm. No, it seems to have reached the seventh realm..."

But Ji Wuye's eyes were filled with doubt.

There was only one thing on the girl's mind at this moment.

That is to protect that remnant soul.

Apart from this, all sword moves, all actions, including the counterattack and retreat just now, were carried out unconsciously, without any distractions.

"What a clear swordsman." Ji Wuye sighed softly, and then a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

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“No…don’t…die.”

The girl's clear voice had become a little hoarse, bright red blood continued to flow out from the corners of her lips, and her white jaw had already been stained with blood.

With the help of the strange power, Xia Anmeng's illusory figure did not disappear after all.

"Disciple..."

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry, Master. It would be better if my second sword was more accurate." Lu Caiwei spoke first, her voice full of self-blame.

Xia Anmeng paused and denied it.

"No, it's not your fault, it's the teacher's..."

"Yes, I'm sorry. I wish I hadn't dropped the sword."

Although the black sword in his hand was sharp, it was a newly forged sword. It had not been nurtured and had never been used before.

If the previous sword had not been lost, and if the second sword had not deflected, then the sword containing the traceless sword intent would have been able to directly crush this weirdness.

Hearing this, Xia Anmeng's illusory figure trembled and his expression showed sadness.

If he hadn't been careless and let Lu Caiwei swing her most powerful sword just to protect herself, the current situation wouldn't have turned out like this.

A weird thing is nothing.

She could sense Lu Caiwei's current condition.

But at this moment, a leisurely voice came from a distant building.

"Give me that Soul-Separating Medicine. It's just a weird one. I can do it."

Lu Caiwei just glanced sideways, and after seeing the figure of the woman with a faint smile, she did not respond.

On the contrary, Xia Anmeng's eyes flickered slightly at this moment, and she whispered to Lu Caiwei.

"It's the woman from before. She actually survived."

"Ah."

"Give her the Soul-Separation Flower."

Lu Caiwei shook her head.

"Why?" Xia Anmeng asked in a puzzled tone.

"No, no, I don't know, it's just my intuition." Lu Caiwei responded.

intuition?

Xia Anmeng was a little confused.

Lu Caiwei's aura was a little scattered, but her eyes were clear.

"She is not a good person. Even if we give it to her, she won't help us."

Taking advantage of others' misfortune.

Xia Anmeng sighed slightly and shook her head.

"How could I not know this, but this thing is useless to us, so there is no harm in giving it a try."

Lu Caiwei was silent for a moment, then threw something out accompanied by the flash of sword.

The Soul-Separation Flower, emitting a pure white light, was thrown out and caught in Ji Wuye's hand.

His eyes were fixed on the Soul-Separation Flower, and the smile on the corners of his mouth became more charming.

He took a deep breath, then smiled and asked Lu Caiwei who was being chased by the cat demon.

"May I ask which faction you belong to? And who is your master?"

Just like what he asked Ye Wuyou before.

Lu Caiwei did not respond, but her eyes were a little colder. "Are you from our Great Xuan, or from somewhere else? Anxi? Buddha Kingdom? Great Yan?"

The sword-wielding girl still did not respond, but when she heard the word "Da Yan", she looked at the other party with cold eyes.

Ji Wuye didn't care, but he finally felt a lot more relaxed in his heart.

So he was a cultivator from Da Yan? He was the same as Ye Wuyou. No wonder he had never heard of a young man in the fifth realm before.

Ji Wuye was very cautious in his actions. Before taking action, he would always ask about the opponent's strength and find out their background.

Never provoke some powerful enemies with backgrounds.

However, in Daxuan, there are few people he dare not provoke. Among the younger generation, only Luo Qinghan is someone he cannot afford to provoke.

In the past, he would not ask, but instead used his [knowledge] to spy.

However, he could not see into Ye Wuyou's heart. The woman in front of him had a clear mind, as if nothing happened, and he could not see anything from her.

Thinking of this, Ji Wuye spoke calmly, his tone gradually becoming cold.

"Your talent truly amazes me, but it's a pity that you and my sister had some grudges before. Now that I have taken your precious medicine, if I save you, I will harm myself."

Ji Wuye added with a smile.

"But I didn't lie to you. It's just a weird thing. I will take action, but not now."

As long as he used the copy of Lu Zhaolin's [Gun of Cause and Effect], he could capture the revealed monster with one strike.

Hearing these words, Lu Caiwei's expression remained calm.

An expected answer.

There was some fatigue in the corners of Lu Caiwei's eyes. Her energy was almost exhausted. At this moment, she was fighting the enemy purely with sword moves, and her body was gradually becoming slower.

Guiyi didn't make any sound, but the undead black cat alone was enough to make it difficult for her to deal with.

The black cat was huge, and its dark eyes stared at her with a certain animalistic quality.

Like a cat catching a mouse.

There is always a joke before death.

It was obvious that just one more sword would be enough to kill both the monster in front of him and that person.

Suddenly, there was a slight fluctuation in the ring.

Xia Anmeng's illusory figure appeared regardless of everything, with a resolute look, and his soul collapsed on its own.

The passage of thousands of years has dulled her character. The experience of reaching the peak of the Seventh Realm but unexpectedly turning into a remnant soul has changed her temperament even more, and she has lost the desire to seek the truth.

When she first met Lu Caiwei, she really thought about whether to slowly train her and then take over her body and be reborn...

But at this moment, she had only one thought in her mind.

Give Lu Caiwei the power of a sword and all these annoying guys in front of her will disappear completely.

She did not look at the astonishment on her disciple's face. There was a coldness in her eyes, and an arrogance that she had never shown before.

A bright red dress suddenly appeared above the illusory figure, with fluttering sleeves that looked as red as blood.

Even though this would consume the little remaining spiritual power, Xia Anmeng still did it.

This was her favorite color when she was young.

Clearly only a remnant of her soul was left, but at this moment the aura from her body seemed to suppress everything.

The black cat demon stopped in its tracks, and Ji Wuye's face on the distant pavilion began to show ripples of worry.

It was as if in an instant, she returned to the arrogant Xia Anmeng a thousand years ago.

It's like I've overcome some kind of mental knot.

Xia Anmeng's breath became stronger and stronger, but her consciousness gradually became blurred.

He seemed to be able to vaguely hear his disciple's stammering and crying voice beside him.

Tsk.

I can't even speak clearly. How can I quarrel with others in the future? How can I control that kid...

That kid...

Oh, by the way, I haven’t told her about this yet.

So Xia Anmeng turned around. She couldn't hear Lu Caiwei's words, so she could only speak lightly.

"My disciple, there is one thing I have not told you before. After all, this is related to your swordsmanship. If you don't have a man in your heart, you will naturally be a god when you draw your sword..."

The words stopped abruptly.

A strong and strange aura was now emerging around Xia Anmeng's figure.

A pitch-black wooden coffin suddenly opened and then closed inside.

Xia Anmeng's figure disappeared just like that.

Lu Caiwei's eyes were slightly stunned, and she stretched out her hand to touch something, but there was only emptiness in front of her.

The next moment, the girl's gaze shifted slightly and looked towards the pavilion not far away.

Ji Wuye reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead. His tightly furrowed brows relaxed a little and he breathed a sigh of relief.

It was he who cast the Guimen Coffin.

Just now he used [Intimacy] to sense the inner thoughts of that remnant soul.

Initially, he did not take it seriously, thinking that it was just a remnant soul. Even if he disintegrated on his own, how much power could he bring to the woman?
But then, sensing that powerful aura, Ji Wuye put away his contempt and finally realized that the origin of that remnant soul was somewhat extraordinary.

In order to avoid further trouble and keep everything under his control, he took the initiative.

He used the [Ghost Coffin] from a distance and sealed it in the coffin.

Okay, now I just have to wait for the cat demon to deal with the other party, and then I can take action to capture this weirdness and break the weird domain.

It was a great achievement that saved countless common people.

Well, why isn’t the cat demon moving?

Under Ji Wuye's puzzled gaze.

The cat demon's figure, as big as a small mountain, suddenly had all four limbs broken and fell down powerlessly.

The scarlet blood gushed out like a fountain, flowing all over the ground and filling the entire street.

The sword-wielding girl walked out of the blood fountain step by step.

The white clothes turn into bloody clothes.

Blood was dripping from the slightly raised tip of the sword.

Half of the girl's pretty face was stained with blood, and her eyes were empty, but they were always looking somewhere.

There was no energy in her body because it had dried up.

Everything that happened just now was done by sword moves, the most mundane sword moves.

Then this is...

Six realms?

"Crazy, the sixth level of the inner demon tribulation, how could she break through this step at this time."

"But you dare to go through the inner demon tribulation in this state! You are just seeking death."

Ji Wuye's face was slightly gloomy. For some reason, being stared at by the other party with such empty eyes, he actually... didn't dare to look directly at him.

The illusory images of the sun and the moon appeared behind Lu Caiwei, images revealed solely by the spirit and soul.

The sword tip was raised, pointing to the sky.

Ji Wuye frowned slightly, but then a sneer appeared in his eyes.

If the other party is full of energy, you may be able to retreat a little.

But with just this one sword, he had no fear at all.

The girl stepped on the tiptoes and moved lightly, and the sword really slashed towards him with a faint sword light.

Ji Wuye remained unmoved and waved his hand gently.

"The relationship between master and disciple is so deep, I will send you both off to the same place."

A dark and strange aura emerged in front of him, and a coffin with an open lid appeared in front of him.

The sword did not deviate at all, and seemed to be about to take the girl's body with it into the coffin.

But a strange aura of almost the same origin faintly emerged.

【Strange Coffin】

【Strange Coffin】

The strange door coffin that had just been opened collapsed on its own at this moment.

Why? Ji Wuye was surprised.

The sword with a faint glow went straight in and slashed straight down.

The sword had a weak aura but was extremely fast, leaving no time for other magical powers to be used.

It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter, there is still the [No Bottom Line] protection, her sword can’t break it.

But in Ji Wuye's incredulous gaze, the faint sword light easily penetrated the boundless distance around him.

Why can this sword dissolve the strange rules...

So she relied on this sword to deal with the monster just now?
The sword pierced straight into his heart.

There was a roar.

Countless magical powers emerged brilliantly.

Ji Wuye took the initiative to use his magical powers, but he was in a mess and flew backwards, with confusion still in his eyes.

The sword was very weak and did not actually cause him much damage just now. It was as if all of its strength was simply dissolved into [No Lower Limit].

Can one sword only break a strange magical power once?

How was the strange coffin cracked?
How could she eliminate the strange coffin without any effort?

The roar gradually faded away.

In the smoke and dust, Ji Wuye stared intently.

A figure was standing in the smoke and dust at this moment.

That figure looks familiar...

But then, Ji Wuye's eyes showed surprise.

Those were the souls he had killed with his own hands!

(End of this chapter)