Many children, many blessings: Stealing the offspring of powerful figures to cultivate immortality.

A violent surge of spiritual energy raged wildly along the banks of the River of Oblivion.

In order to protect Jiang Yining behind him, Gu Qinghan was unable to fully utilize his agility advantage.

He could only stand there, like an isolated island, enduring Yu Luofeng's tsunami-like attacks.

The Nine Nether Ice Flame is extremely domineering and contains deadly poison.

However, under the absolute power of the semi-saint realm, the light of the fire wall was being compressed little by little.

Yu Luofeng floated in mid-air.

His laughter grew increasingly manic, and the blood-red patterns on the Asura mask seemed to come alive.

"Gu Qinghan, you are indeed a talented person."

"It's a pity that you gave up your chance to escape for the sake of an ant."

"Hand this woman over to me obediently!"

Yu Luofeng pressed down sharply with his right hand.

A massive black skeletal hand, hundreds of feet in size, tore through the dark clouds, carrying an overwhelming pressure capable of destroying the heavens and the earth.

It slammed down hard on Gu Qinghan's head.

The bone hand had not yet landed.

The ground beneath Gu Qinghan's feet was already cracking inch by inch.

A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth.

There is ultimately an insurmountable chasm between the Dao Inquiry Realm and the Half-Saint Realm.

But he did not retreat an inch.

Gu Qinghan suddenly bit her tongue, spitting a mouthful of pure yang essence blood containing the essence of life onto the Nine Nether Ice Flame.

The flames instantly surged tenfold, attempting to withstand the fatal blow.

Jiang Yining, who had been hiding behind Gu Qinghan.

Observing all of this calmly.

She absolutely could not let Gu Qinghan die here.

If Gu Qinghan dies, who will be her ATM? Who will get her the Nine Nether Soul Nourishing Grass?

More importantly, Yu Luofeng is a madman. If Gu Qinghan falls, his current strength at the early stage of the Spirit Awakening Realm will be no match for him.

Jiang Yining's gaze was fixed on Yu Luofeng's extremely arrogant face.

Or rather...

They locked onto the Asura mask on Yu Luofeng's face.

The mask emitted extremely unstable energy fluctuations, clearly indicating that it was the core of a formation used to suppress or seal something.

"Slap someone in the face first."

Jiang Yining silently recited this in her heart.

She took advantage of the firelight from Gu Qinghan for cover.

He quietly mobilized the purest power of his lightning spirit root, hidden deep within his bones.

At the same time, she fused a burst of Star Spirit Clan destructive energy absorbed by the Myriad Spirit Divine Tree into the lightning.

A drop of purple-gold lightning, smaller than a soybean, condensed at Jiang Yining's fingertip.

This seemingly insignificant lightning bead possesses a penetrating power that can ignore any defense.

"go."

Jiang Yining flicked her finger.

The purple-gold lightning pearl flew out silently, skimming along the ground.

Mixed in with Gu Qinghan's boundless Netherworld Ice Flames and the flying pebbles everywhere.

It perfectly avoided the divine sense scan of Yu Luofeng, a semi-saint.

Just as the giant skeletal hand was about to collide with Gu Qinghan's icy flames...

The purple-gold thunder pearl suddenly exploded in front of Yu Luofeng.

"Sizzle!"

A very thin yet extremely dazzling purple lightning bolt.

It struck Yu Luofeng's Shura mask with perfect accuracy on the left side of his face.

"Click."

A crisp cracking sound suddenly rang out on the noisy battlefield.

Yu Luofeng was struck as if by lightning, his whole body jolting violently.

That arrogant Asura mask.

A crack appeared right in the middle.

Immediately afterwards, the cracks spread rapidly like a spider web.

"Bang!"

The mask shattered completely into countless white fragments, which fell to the ground with a clatter.

As the mask shattered.

The giant skeletal hand in mid-air was already pressing down three feet above Gu Qinghan's head.

In an instant, it lost all its power and vanished without a trace, turning into a cloud of black smoke.

The thousands of evil spirits that were originally howling all around.

As if a pause button had been pressed, they all let out terrified whimpers and instantly burrowed back into the ground.

All the violent attacks came to an abrupt halt.

Gu Qinghan was panting heavily.

He stared in disbelief at the sudden change in the sky, where Yu Luofeng had appeared.

He thought it was his desperate attack that shattered the opponent's magical artifact.

And Yu Luofeng in mid-air.

Without the mask to conceal it, a stunningly beautiful face was revealed, one that would make any woman in the world feel ashamed of her own appearance.

It was an extremely deceptive face.

Her skin was as white as snow, and her features were exquisitely beautiful without any flaws.

But now, the gloom and frenzied killing intent that had been on that face were gone.

It was an extreme panic, a crystal-clear... folly.

"ah--!"

Yu Luofeng suddenly stretched out her hands and tightly hugged her head, letting out an extremely sharp scream.

His red robe, which was fluttering in the wind, instantly lost its magical support.

He looked like a large red bird with broken wings.

It fell straight down from mid-air.

"Bang!"

The dignified Lord of the Ghost Realm, a semi-saint.

He fell undignifiedly onto the hard muddy ground on the banks of the River of Oblivion.

It even rolled around on the ground twice, getting itself covered in mud.

Gu Qinghan raised her hand warily.

He thought this demon was up to some kind of trickery again, and was ready to unleash his life force at any moment to fight to the death.

But what happened the next second.

They completely shattered Gu Qinghan's worldview.

Suddenly, Yu Luofeng, who was lying on the ground, raised her head.

Those once scarlet and violent eyes were now filled with large tears.

He stared longingly at Jiang Yining behind Gu Qinghan.

Like a little dog that has suffered a great injustice.

Suddenly, he used both his hands and feet, moving at an incredibly comical yet unbelievably fast speed.

They scrambled and crawled over.

They bypassed Gu Qinghan, who was on high alert.

With a "plop".

Yu Luofeng knelt down at Jiang Yining's feet.

He stretched out his two long arms and hugged Jiang Yining's thighs tightly.

"Wow--"

This Ghost King is feared throughout the Canglan Realm.

She burst into tears without any regard for her image.

Tears and snot instantly stained Jiang Yining's plain white dress.

"elder sister!"

Yu Luofeng cried her heart out, pointing at Gu Qinghan, who was completely petrified beside her as she sobbed.

"Sister, save me!"

"That white-haired villain is so fierce!"

"He just set Fengfeng on fire!"

"It hurts so much, I'm so scared, sister, waaaaah!"

The poison seal that Gu Qinghan was holding almost exploded in his palm due to the loss of control over his spiritual power.

He stared dumbfounded at the half-saint on the ground, who was clinging to his woman's leg and acting coquettishly.

My mind went completely blank.

Is this the Ghost King who kills without blinking an eye and enjoys skinning people alive?

Has it been possessed by some filthy thing?

Jiang Yining looked down at the red, furry head that was pressed tightly against her leg.

Her lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

She knows that many people have multiple personalities.

But he seamlessly transforms from a gloomy, sickly, and insane serial killer into a whiny, manipulative younger brother with explosive combat power.

This contrast is just too damn outrageous.