I am a high-level martial arts master.

With the effect of [Soul Annihilation] +6.

Ye Li's soul power increased by another 50%, and the large-scale consumption was easily replenished.

On the other side, Feng Ling also felt her soul surge along with Ye Li's in a terrifying way.

Feng Lingyi looked on in disbelief, feeling the surge in her soul power:

"This...how is this possible..."

"Hahahaha." Ye Li said smugly, hands on his hips.

"I can let you crochet all day long!"

The next moment, Ye Li clasped his hands together, and a soul slash that was stronger, faster, and more ferocious than before began to tear at the souls of countless Pure Yin Immortal Sect disciples.

Above the entire icy array, the almost weeping groans of someone cutting their nose grew even more intense, almost forming a continuous, unending chorus.

It was only at this moment that Feng Lingyi realized what kind of enemy she was facing.

If Ye Li continues to strike like this, the disciples of his Pure Yin Immortal Sect will surely faint.

And that is indeed the case!

Ye Li sneered, "I have twelve more times of this soul-strengthening state. If you can withstand twelve of these strengthening states, then I'll entrust my life to you."

"Twelve times!!!"

Feng Lingyi gritted her teeth, and everything went black before her eyes, as if she saw the abyss beckoning to them.

Girls, hell is just around the corner!

endure!!!

Ye Li's slashes continuously eroded and damaged their souls, but it was not unbearable.

Feng Ling also gritted her teeth and thought, if this is all there is to it, it's still far from enough.

Actually, Ye Li's slashes were not painful at all; on the contrary, they brought him extreme pleasure. Moreover, they could make up for the lack of spiritual power, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

As long as these hundred people persevere, Ye Li will be able to hold on no matter how much soul power he has.

Indeed, some disciples of the Pure Yin Immortal Sect had already given up resisting and willingly accepted Ye Li's strikes, their heads completely mutilated. As for Feng Lingyi, the more she endured, the more she found that her tolerance had increased.

Feeling her spiritual power slowly rising, Feng Lingyi endured it while sneering inwardly:

"It's just a matter of your soul becoming stronger twelve times... I'll tolerate it for you... I'll buy it... and show you!"

Feng Lingyi hummed inwardly, having gradually grown accustomed to and even adapted to Ye Li's slashes. So…

[Green Soul] +7

"Hmph~"

Feng Lingyi let out another soft hum, then forced herself to hold it in again.

[Green Soul] +891.…

As Ye Li's effects intensified, so did the patience of these people, moving towards the final outcome. As the situation progressed, the people of the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Sect noticed something amiss: why were these people only buying and not losing consciousness?

In contrast, as Ye Li unleashed his Soul Slash, his physical attributes weakened, causing his blood energy to gradually become insufficient to resist the great formation.

"This won't do. If this continues, we'll be worn down to death."

The disciples of the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Sect were as anxious as ants on a hot pan, feeling that defeat was inevitable.

The masters watching from above nodded in agreement.

"It seems that the Pure Yin Immortal Sect ultimately prevailed. Although their victory was unfair and even quite humiliating, the disciples of the Pure Yin Immortal Sect have still emerged victorious."

Ningyue Fairy, standing to the side, also sneered, "Disciples of my Pure Yin Immortal Sect will persevere to the end, even in adversity."

"Your disciples were raped by my disciple Cyber!" Yun Huanzi said coldly from the side.

"You!!!" Ningyue was furious.

"Your disciples have been cyber-raped," Yun Huanzi repeated.

"Cyber ​​is dead." Yun Huanzi repeated coldly.

Lies don't hurt, but the truth is the sharpest blade. These words sent a surge of anger through Fairy Ningyue.

"Just wait and see your mixed-race disciple get killed by us," Ningyue said coldly.

Below, Ye Li's overwhelming mental attacks continued, but apart from eliciting even louder shouts from the Pure Yin Immortal Sect disciples, they had no other effect.

Just as they said, it was like adding fuel to the fire. These disciples of the Pure Yin Immortal Sect discovered that once they abandoned their pride and accepted Ye Li's attacks, they had nothing to fear.

After their initial reflection, the Pure Yin Immortal Sect disciples present completely let loose, enduring Ye Li's attacks without revealing their true forms, only emitting increasingly loud shouts.

The Heavenly Illusion Immortal Sect looked at Ye Li, whose face was faintly pale, with a worried expression.

[Green Soul] +11121...

As the effects stacked up, the women of the Pure Yin Immortal Sect grew increasingly rosy-cheeked, as if they had received a tremendous tonic. Finally, when they reached [Green Soul Annihilation] +15, Ye Li stopped.

As she sensed the countless soul-piercing blades vanish completely, Luo Yu's heart sank: "It's over..."

"It's over, we've lost in the end."

"The Heavenly Illusion Immortal Sect is going to lose."

The disciples of the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Sect were ashen-faced. How could the situation, which was originally sure to be won, have turned out like this? Ye Li's soul power had actually been completely drained by the people of the Pure Yin Immortal Sect.

"No... I haven't lost yet." Ye Li exhaled softly.

"Or rather, this is just the beginning..."

What does that mean?

The disciples of the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Sect were taken aback at first, but then they heard an angry shout from the side:

"You thief, why have you stopped attacking!"

"Exactly! You said there were still twelve more times, and you haven't even reached your limit yet!"

"What are you doing? Keep attacking us!"

The fairies who had been buying hooks around Ye Li, after he stopped using the Soul Slash, were not excited at all; instead, they were furious like wronged women. "What's going on?"

The situation on the spot left all the disciples completely dumbfounded and utterly unable to understand it.

Ye Li gently exhaled, feeling the ice shards spreading towards him from all around, and smiled:

Have you ever heard of loans?

"By taking on debt to obtain a large amount of money in a short period of time, and by relying on money to obtain the ultimate satisfaction, these people have not considered what to do when the money is used up."

"After experiencing overspending, the feeling of facing massive debt is completely different. They who had been living lavishly now have to pay off their debts bit by bit."

At this point, Ye Li couldn't help but laugh out loud:

"Sometimes what destroys people is not pain, but extreme pleasure."

As he spoke, Ye Li fixed his gaze on the female disciple of the Pure Yin Immortal Sect within the great formation and said:

"The previous dozen or so rounds of soul-slaying attacks were more intense than the last, causing your pleasure threshold to keep rising."

"You who have never experienced what bliss is, once you get used to this level of attack, if you were to stop and return to the ordinary days without my attacks, the withdrawal symptoms would be unbearable for you."

"Be afraid!"

Ye Li sneered in a low voice, "Without my massive soul-slaying attacks to satisfy your needs, you will never forget me." As he said this, Ye Li sneered, but his words were like a demon's curse.

The fairies of the Pure Yin Immortal Sect discovered that after Ye Li stopped slashing, waves of emptiness were constantly surging from the depths of their hearts.

That agonizing feeling, that desire, that longing for more...

Countless female disciples knelt on the ground, feeling the unbearable pain, and stared at Ye Li with extremely angry eyes.

"mean!!!"

Feng Lingyi stared intently at Ye Li, feeling like she was about to explode with anger, and angrily cursed, "You..."

"Hahaha, go ahead and curse! The more you curse, the more excited my readers will be!!!"

"The harsher you curse now, the louder you'll beg for mercy later."

Ye Li felt the surrounding chill constantly absorbing his physical strength, and laughed:

"With my weakened physical strength, I should only be able to hold out for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn within this great formation."

"If you don't dismantle this great formation within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, I'll kill myself!"

Ye Li grinned and said:

"Conversely, if you still want to experience the effects of my soul-slashing attack, then kneel down before me!"

"If you want to withstand my strike, kneel down and submit to me!"

"You all pride yourselves on being superior, then one by one, you shall degenerate!"

bang

Ye Li's words were like a thunderbolt.

It struck the minds of the Pure Yin Immortal Sect, the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Sect, and the grandmasters watching.

Luo Qingyu opened her mouth in astonishment:

"Wow... I can't believe it's like this..."

"So you've chosen not to attack, but to intimidate people with your mental state?"

Wei Wanxi, who followed into the formation, looked at the smug Ye Li and wondered about his mental state.

"How confident is this guy in his own charm?" Ningyue gritted her teeth.

Yun Huanzi nodded and said, "My disciple is truly a divine being!!!"

Seeing Ye Li standing confidently in place, the group of female immortals said in exasperation:

"Sisters, don't be fooled by his nonsense, just keep going..."

As she spoke, the female immortal's voice gradually faded, and with the passage of time, the emptiness emanating from the depths of her soul grew increasingly intense. It was a feeling of intense longing, like thousands of ants crawling within her soul.

"I want to be killed by this little thief's Soul Slash..."

Feng Ling also bit her lower lip, and the thought that subconsciously popped into her mind startled her.

If even she was like this, then the female disciples were even more so.

At this moment, they all had seductive eyes, but they were too proud to surrender.

Those who have experienced Ye Li's Yin-Yang calming effects... can never go back.

His soul had been soothed into the shape of Ye Li.

The thought that Ye Li would die in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, and that such intangible cultural heritage would be lost, began to send intense fears creeping into the hearts of the female disciples.

"No, I really want to be killed by him again... I can't get rid of this feeling..."

Some disciples gripped the hem of their skirts tightly, suppressing the urge to kneel and beg for mercy.

However, some female immortals still managed to recover from the intense withdrawal symptoms:

"Don't be fooled by him. As long as we are patient and persevering, we will definitely be able to quit."

"Should I quit?"

A soft laugh escaped Ye Li's lips, and the next moment he drew a sword finger through the air, saying:

"Yin Yang Tranquility - 100 consecutive hits!"

swish

The next moment, a sensation rising from his soul caused the disciple who had spoken to roll his eyes and fall to the ground, making a "ki mo ki" sound. "Was he deliberately defying me to provoke me into using Yin Yang Tranquility?"

"Woman, you've successfully caught my attention."

Seeing their senior sister fall to the ground, the disciples of the Pure Yin Immortal Sect subconsciously swallowed, realizing a faint envy deep in their hearts.

I'm sorry, sect, it seems they really can't leave...

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(I'm exhausted; writing this chapter really took a lot of brain cells.)