The crazy uncle-master went on a killing spree, and the whole sect was burned to death!

Chapter 971 Protracted War

After all, Song Wanning had already held back; if it were to shout and scream, how embarrassing would that be?
Despite being just a fragment of consciousness, it still possessed a strong sense of self-respect.

Realizing this, Song Wanning bit down even harder.

However, their energy levels were roughly the same, making it really difficult to determine a winner in a short time.

She took a bite out of the "flesh" of the consciousness fragment, only to have another piece of "flesh" bit off by the same fragment.

Back and forth they went, and apart from feeling pain, nothing else seemed to change.

It seems we can only fight a protracted war!

Song Wanning's eyes were serious. No matter how much it hurt, she would never let go of this fragment of consciousness.

It contained her hatred for the world of wood carving, and her regret for the fall of the demon god and the others...

Therefore, we cannot give up easily just because of this one breath.

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Outside the Sumeru battlefield, everyone waited and waited, but Song Wanning never appeared.

At first, people would marvel at it for a long time, but now they've become somewhat numb to it.

As everyone knows, Song Wanning is likely to completely shatter the myth of the Sumeru Battlefield this time.

"Why did those people who went in earlier perish?"

"Yeah, those guys too. They really don't know how to pick their timing. At this critical juncture, who cares about them?"

"Exactly, it's even worse now, they've been completely wiped out!"

Just like the leaderboard that records achievements, the fallen cultivators will also be displayed on the other side of the stone tablet. Although it is only a fleeting moment, they still exist.

But those people who went in just now have all perished.

It's unclear whether it was a coincidence or if something went wrong in the Sumeru Battlefield.

On the rock, Mo Yang had already sat down cross-legged and was cultivating with his eyes closed.

He has always been diligent, and Gong Yuanhua knows this very well.

The world only knows that Mo Yang is extremely talented, but they don't know how much effort he has put in behind the scenes.

Gong Yuanhua's eyes couldn't help but show more appreciation; he truly was the man she had once desired.

Perhaps it was because her gaze was too intense, Mo Yang frowned, opened his eyes, and looked at Gong Yuanhua indifferently.

He didn't have any ill feelings towards Gong Yuanhua, but he didn't have any good feelings towards her either.

"Is something wrong?"

If he wasn't worried that Gong Yuanhua would harm Song Wanning, he wouldn't have stayed by Gong Yuanhua's side at all.

This is not companionship, but surveillance.

Gong Yuanhua smiled faintly upon hearing this, "I just want to know, how are things going with those intruders?"

"Those people, they must be intruders too, right?"

She's never been a fool, so she naturally made that connection.

Will the wood-plastic composite industry really come to blows?

Many people have this question in their minds.

Will the world-ending war of the past really happen again?

Is it even possible for them to survive?
Or are they almost all extinct, like in ancient times?

Immortal Venerable Moyang remained silent for a moment.

"That's right, those people must be intruders."

"However, these are all Song Wanning's plans, and we don't need to interfere."

This was the first time he had spoken so much, but it was to explain things to Song Wanning.

Gong Yuanhua smiled.

She stared intently into Immortal Venerable Moyang's eyes.

"You've really changed a lot."

This is her most genuine feeling.

But this change doesn't seem abrupt.

It's like this day was bound to come sooner or later.

Immortal Venerable Moyang was taken aback, seemingly understanding Gong Yuanhua's meaning.

He was silent.

He was aware of his own changes. He had long since seen through the ruthless path and had now reached another level.

Ruthlessness is better than affection, and affection seems like ruthlessness.

Truth and falsehood are intertwined; only one's own inner feelings are truly real.

He doesn't care what others think.

I simply follow my heart's desires when I do things.

Gong Yuanhua didn't expect any answer; she was just quite disappointed.

Actually, she knew from the moment she found a stand-in that they were not meant to be.

So now there's no desire to force it, but seeing Immortal Venerable Moyang like this is quite strange.

"If you need help, feel free to contact me anytime."

Those invaders dared to be so arrogant; they simply didn't take them seriously.

She certainly wouldn't let it go.

"Ah."

Immortal Venerable Moyang nodded slightly, his aloofness towards Gong Yuanhua lessening somewhat.

He closed his eyes again, continuing his cultivation while waiting for Song Wanning to emerge.

Meanwhile, Song Wanning, whom everyone was concerned about, was now completely entangled in fragments of consciousness.

The two thoughts frantically devoured and invaded each other, trying every means to kill the other.

Song Wanning was enraged by the bite and was now acting recklessly.

The fragments of consciousness are similar; after all, their current mission is to kill Song Wanning, and their own survival is irrelevant.

Therefore, the two thoughts grew increasingly frenzied, running rampant and chaotically throughout the world.

Xuan Yan's expression grew increasingly serious, and he couldn't help but feel worried for Song Wan Ning.

At the same time, he also realized that he lacked a certain ruthlessness compared to Song Wanning.

He lost that fighting spirit a long time ago.

But Song Wanning has been through a lot, and that spirit has never faded.

She always possessed a passion that allowed her to rise from the ashes.

Xuan Yan's gaze gradually softened.

He shouldn't let hatred blind him and affect his path.

We shouldn't dwell on those hatreds and be unable to extricate ourselves from them.

He still has a long way to go and many things to do.

Even in the event of a future major war, I can contribute my share.

Since Heaven did not kill him, but instead gave him consciousness, isn't this another form of favoritism?
He was narrow-minded before.

Once Xuan Yan understood this, he felt a sudden sense of relief.

A heavy burden that had been weighing on my heart suddenly lifted.

The next moment, he was overcome with a sudden inspiration and rushed towards the evil spirits.

Previously, the evil energy could only be devoured little by little, but now it became extremely docile.

Aside from the evil spirits that entangled with it, the rest were obediently absorbed by Xuan Yan.

This change came suddenly and quickly absorbed all the evil energy.

Freed from its entanglement, the evil spirit's eyes suddenly lit up, and it pounced on the unlucky ghost.

The unlucky guy let out a loud scream, feeling even more desperate.

He thought he would have to face the evil spirits alone, but to his surprise, Xuan Yan's body suddenly swelled up, and his aura became stronger.

The two auras on his body merged and intertwined, and soon his soul body turned into two different colors.

Although the color difference is not very obvious, it can still be seen if you look closely.

Just then, Xuan Yan rushed towards the evil spirit.

As if a god had descended, taking away all the danger.

The unlucky fellow stared in shock at Xuan Yan, simply because his aura was rapidly increasing.

The remaining evil energy was now continuously seeping into Xuan Yan's body.

Not only did they no longer resist or reject it, but they even felt an eagerness to get started.

He immediately gained confidence and began to ambush the evil spirits under Xuan Yan's protection.