Mortal: Junior Sister Song Yu

The night was as dark as ink, so thick it was impossible to see through.

Above the Blackstone Mine, even the stars and moon were obscured by thick leaden clouds, leaving only the flickering torches on a few watchtowers casting eerie shadows in the howling night wind.

The calm before the battle was oppressive and suffocating.

Song Yu stood on the top floor of the stone building, letting the cold night wind blow through her hair and clothes.

Her cool, clear eyes reflected the endless darkness in the distance, as if they could pierce through the void.

She has been standing here for a full hour.

Logically speaking, her teleportation talisman should have arrived at the sect by this afternoon at the latest.

Given Elder Feng's style of doing things, upon receiving such an urgent request for help, the Core Formation stage senior uncles he dispatched should have arrived by now.

But even now, there is still no movement on the horizon, not even a single message talisman.

What caused the delay?

Or... did the communication talisman encounter an accident on the way?

Open the bow without turning back the arrow.

Tonight, regardless of whether the sect's reinforcements arrive or not, this battle must be fought, and we must bear the ensuing troubles ourselves.

She slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, and her eyes regained their clear, cold light, like a deep pool.

……

Outside the mine, in the shadows of a dense forest a hundred feet away, six figures exuding a fierce and bloodthirsty aura quietly emerged.

Leading the group was Xiong Kui, who possessed the cultivation level of a pseudo-core cultivator.

He glanced at the mine in the distance, which resembled a silent behemoth in the night, and a greedy grin spread across his face.

"That good-for-nothing Zhou Hai has finally done something decent."

A triangular-eyed deputy at the late Foundation Establishment stage beside him chuckled: "Brother, is that woman really as amazing as he says? A late Foundation Establishment cultivator who can even subdue a level four demonic python?"

"Hmph, just a greenhorn disciple who got away with it by luck, relying on a few treasures bestowed upon him by the sect."

Xiong Kui curled his lip in disdain. "I'll deal with her myself later. You guys, wipe out all the guards in the mine, leave no one alive! Make it quick!"

"Yes, brother!"

The group lowered their profile and stealthily made their way towards the mine like cheetahs.

Soon, Steward Zhou emerged furtively from a hidden corner.

"Uncle Xiong... you've finally arrived." Manager Zhou's face showed just the right amount of panic and obsequiousness, and he was almost bent over on the ground.

"Enough with the nonsense, where's the woman?" Xiong Kui asked impatiently.

"She was meditating in the stone building, thinking that everything would be fine after dealing with the monster, and she didn't take you seriously at all."

Manager Zhou pointed to a dimly lit corner of the defensive array, "This is the weak point of the array. I'll use my authority to open an opening for you. Go in quickly!"

Xiong Kui scanned the area with his divine sense and confirmed that the spiritual energy fluctuations there were indeed much weaker than elsewhere. He nodded in satisfaction.

Steward Zhou shakily took out an array plate and cast a spell. Sure enough, the thick light barrier silently cracked open, creating a gap just wide enough for one person to pass through.

"Please go first, eldest brother!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Xiong Kui darted inside first. The other five followed closely behind.

However, the moment the last cultivator stepped into the formation, Steward Zhou's fawning and panic vanished instantly, replaced by a resolute yet twisted madness!

He abruptly retracted the array plate, and the crack closed instantly!

"Hmm?" Xiong Kui, who was walking at the front, sensed something was wrong.

The surrounding scenery suddenly changed!

The ground beneath my feet was no longer solid earth, but a mirror-like surface rippling with water. The leaden clouds overhead had vanished without a trace, replaced by hundreds of pale crescent moons, radiating a faint, chilling light.

A thick white fog filled the air, and countless ethereal blue petals drifted in the fog, a breathtakingly beautiful sight that also concealed a deadly danger!

"Damn it! An ambush! This is a trap!" Xiong Kui's face instantly turned incredibly ugly. "Zhou Hai! You bastard, you dare to trick me!"

Before his furious roar could even carry, a short and piercing scream came from behind him!

puff!

The early Foundation Establishment cultivator at the very back was looking around in surprise when a hand suddenly pierced through his chest from behind, clutching a still warm and violently beating heart!

It was Steward Zhou!

He crushed the heart in his hand, warm blood splattering all over his face, yet he laughed maniacally, as if possessed: "Xiong Kui! I've cultivated in the Luoyun Sect for a hundred years, receiving the sect's salary and the favors of my masters! How dare you force me to become a traitor to the sect! Today, I will use the lives of you scum to wash away my shame!"

"You're asking for death!" Xiong Kui's eyes turned bloodshot, and he slapped out with his palm.

But once Steward Zhou had struck, his figure flickered and vanished into the thick white mist and illusory flowers like a drop of water merging into the ocean.

"Go after them!"

The remaining four cultivators roared and were about to give chase, but at that moment, spiritual light suddenly shone brightly from all directions!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Hundreds of talismans exploded simultaneously, fireballs, ice spikes, lightning, wind blades... The violent torrent of spells was like a flood breaking its banks, instantly scattering the four of them and forcibly separating them into different areas!

"roar--!!!"

A deafening roar resounded throughout the entire formation. A blue-scaled serpent nearly ten zhang long broke through the thick fog, carrying overwhelming ferocity, and rushed straight towards Xiong Kui, who had the strongest aura!

"Damn beast!"

Xiong Kui was both shocked and furious, and had no choice but to summon a giant black shield magic weapon to desperately defend against the serpent's frenzied attacks, which were like a landslide and a tsunami.

Meanwhile, throughout the mine, Liu Qing and dozens of other guards, who had been lying in ambush, poured their magic power into their respective array nodes, unleashing a barrage of fierce attacks on the two Foundation Establishment late-stage Tribulation cultivators who had been separated.

In the shadows of the battlefield, Song Yu's figure quietly emerged.

Her target was the mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator who was covered in dust and dirt from the talismans and was frantically trying to defend against the array's attack.

The Azure Wave Sword was already unsheathed. Under her divine control, it multiplied into nine, forming a small sword array with nine azure sword lights. Like nine silent water snakes under the moon, they slithered silently along the ground and circled behind the man.

"Go!" Song Yu thought to himself.

Jie Xiu was so preoccupied with dealing with the water wall that suddenly appeared in front of him and the reflection of his own attacks in the mirror that he was completely unaware of the deadly danger behind him.

puff!puff!puff!

Nine sword lights pierced through his heart in an instant, leaving nine transparent holes in his back. He didn't even have time to scream before he fell straight down.

One-hit kill!

Song Yu didn't even glance at the corpse; his gaze was already fixed on another cultivator who was also at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage.

The man seemed to have a stronger sense of consciousness; he noticed his companion's instantaneous death, was terrified, and turned to flee.

Song Yu simply raised his eyes and calmly looked at him.

In the depths of her clear eyes, a cool crescent moon quietly rose, as if reflecting the heart of the sky.

The moon reflects in the sky!

"ah--!"

The robber, who was about to flee, suddenly froze. To his horror, he discovered that the opponent had not used any magic weapon or moved any sword, but a cold crescent moon had appeared out of thin air in his own sea of ​​consciousness!

The moonlight didn't shine; it crushed!

His soul seemed to be frozen, and then shattered inch by inch under the crushing force of an invisible giant! The excruciating pain didn't even have time to reach his brain before his consciousness plunged into eternal darkness.

He suddenly clutched his head, letting out a piercing scream that sounded inhuman. Black blood flowed from his seven orifices, his eyes rolled back, and he fell straight backward, his life ending in an instant.

A silent deterrent is more terrifying than a bloody massacre!

In the blink of an eye, three of the six members of the robbery gang were gone!

"Damn it!!!" On the other side, Xiong Kui finally unleashed his power. He roared and unleashed his magic power at the Pseudo-Core Realm without reservation, actually forcibly pushing the Azure Scaled Python back dozens of feet. The giant shield shone with black light, temporarily blocking the python's attack.

His bloodshot eyes swept across the entire scene, and when he saw that his two brothers, who were in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, had become cold corpses, he went completely mad!

He abandoned the python and fixed his gaze on the faintly visible blue figure in the distance.

"You bastard! I'll tear you to pieces!"

He transformed into a black streak of light and pounced straight towards Song Yu's true form!

But how could Steward Zhou and the Azure Scaled Python, who had recovered, let him have his way?

"Your opponent is me!"

Manager Zhou roared, his body bursting with spiritual light, and rushed forward without regard for anything else, tightly embracing one of the late Foundation Establishment cultivators, detonating all his magical power!

boom!!!

A deafening roar shook the heavens and earth, and blood and flesh flew everywhere!

Steward Zhou used his own life to eliminate the last traitor for the sect—himself, and also took away a powerful enemy in the late Foundation Establishment stage.

"Senior Brother Zhou!" Liu Qing's eyes were bloodshot with rage, filled not only with anger but also with immense grief. The veins on his hand gripping the magic weapon bulged as he channeled his anger and resentment into boundless killing intent, which he then poured into the formation!

The remaining late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator was terrified upon seeing this, but before he could escape, the Azure Scaled Python's enormous tail, like a black iron whip, lashed down on his protective aura with immense force.

Click!

The spiritual light shattered, and the man was struck as if by a heavy blow. He spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward, landing right in the battle formation formed by Liu Qing and the others. He was instantly overwhelmed by countless spells.

At this point, all the cultivators except Xiong Kui were executed!

At that moment, Xiong Kui had already pounced on Song Yu!

The battle between the two instantly intensified!

As expected of a pseudo-core cultivator, Xiong Kui's Black Fiend Palm was incredibly domineering. Every strike carried demonic energy that corroded spiritual power. Wherever the palm wind passed, even the air hissed. The moisture in the array was instantly evaporated, and the illusory petals withered.

However, Song Yu was in his own territory and formation, his figure was unpredictable, and it was difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

Most of Xiong Kui's attacks hit the illusions created by the Water Moon Mirror Flower Formation, wasting a lot of his mana.

"Come out and fight me head-on if you dare!"

Xiong Kui was so angry that he yelled, but he couldn't find Song Yu's true form at all.

It's now!

Song Yu seized the moment when Xiong Kui's old strength had dissipated and new strength had not yet been generated. The Azure Wave Sword emitted a clear and melodious sword cry, like a blue lightning bolt that pierced the night sky, and accurately stabbed the weak point of Xiong Kui's protective black aura!

laugh!

The protective black aura was instantly pierced, and the sword tip pierced Xiong Kui's shoulder. A stream of extremely pure Water Moon magic power surged wildly into his meridians along the sword!

"Ugh!"

Xiong Kui was in excruciating pain and retreated violently. He felt a chilling energy rampaging through his body, as if his meridians were being pierced by countless ice needles. His proud Black Fiend Demonic Qi was like snow meeting the blazing sun in the face of this pure water-based magic power, retreating step by step!

The flow of magical power was completely halted!

"die!"

Having landed a successful blow, Song Yu did not linger in the fight. His figure once again merged into the formation, and the Azure Wave Sword Formation was activated again. Nine sword lights came from all directions, sealing off all of Xiong Kui's escape routes!

Xiong Kui was exhausted and agitated within the formation, and the water vapor entering his body further weakened him. Faced with this fatal blow, fear and despair finally showed in his eyes.

He fought back desperately, but was still pierced through his dantian and heart by three sword lights.

"I...I'm not reconciled..." Xiong Kui's eyes widened as he fell straight backward, his face frozen in disbelief at the last moment.

After doing all this, Song Yu staggered in mid-air, his vision blurred, and a dry, stinging pain came from his dantian. His arm holding the Azure Wave Sword trembled slightly, and this high-grade magic weapon felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.

By activating such a massive formation, killing several people in succession, and finally defeating a pseudo-Core Formation cultivator, her magical power was almost completely drained.

Leaning on her Azure Wave Sword, she managed to stand steadily and was about to swallow a pill to recover.

"Fairy sister, are you alright?"

A young but concerned voice rang out from not far behind him.

Song Yu turned around and saw Little Stone standing next to the corpse of a cultivator, looking up at her with his clear, black and white eyes.

He even casually kicked the corpse at his feet with the tip of his toe.

His face no longer held innocence and filial piety.

Rather, it was a... chilling laugh, a mixture of sarcasm and indifference.