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The damage caused by the ice blade was not light; Sang Dao's hand wounds were almost exposed.

Ning Yue quickly retreated to create distance—

Sang Daohe casually wiped the blood off his hand and licked his wound.

The wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

We can't stop—

Ning Yue instantly mobilized all his spiritual power, unleashing a barrage of techniques—

Several ice blades were neatly arranged behind him, and the cold air permeated the entire room.

She spread her fingers, and a blazing fireball appeared in her palm, casting a red glow on her face.

Vines spiraled and surged from the ground behind Ning Yue—

Ning Yue chuckled under Sang Daohe's incredulous gaze.

— Qi Qi rushed towards Sang Daohe!

Although Sang Daohe knew that Ning Yue was in the late stage of the Golden Core realm and that she was a Heaven-level alchemist.

But I never knew she was so strong!

Outsiders may not know the truth about the Demon Cave, but as someone who is half a member of the Fusang Sect, he certainly knows some of the inside story.

Ning Yue wasn't the only one who went; aside from Ning Yue's damaged sea of ​​consciousness, everyone else returned completely intact.

Therefore, he always believed—

The Fusang Sect attributed the credit for killing the Ninth Seat to Ning Yue in order to give Ning Yue a resounding reputation.

After all, the Fusang Sect has been declining in recent years and urgently needs someone like this to maintain its position as the top of the five major sects.

Looking at the terrifying moves and magical power filling the sky—

The person who killed the ninth seat of the Demon Clan was really Ning Yue!

Sang Daohe was shocked for a moment, but reacted very quickly, using almost every nerve in his body in that instant.

—I barely managed to dodge it!

A corner of the house had collapsed, and dust filled the air. Fortunately, Sangpang's bed was protected and was not affected.

Sang Daohe breathed a sigh of relief, temporarily putting his mind at ease.

He believed that his body was perfectly capable of fighting against late-stage Golden Core cultivators.

But that can only be a Golden Core stage cultivator of normal strength!

Where would someone with such extraordinary late-stage Golden Core strength find a cultivator?!

Ning Yue tilted her head to look him over, then sat sideways on the Huanming, tapping her knees repeatedly with the Shenghua.

He looked utterly bored: "...As expected of my martial uncle, he managed to dodge that."

They should have been scared and run away immediately.

But as Sang Daohe looked at Ning Yue and the collapsed house, a fierce glint of excitement appeared in his eyes.

"As expected, with the quality of your spiritual root, you are absolutely capable of curing my son!"

Ning Yue glanced at Sang Pang on the bed with disgust.

His body was like a small mountain, the blanket covering his bulky frame, rising and falling with his breath.

"I haven't even done anything to him yet, and you, his father, have already come knocking on my door."

Sang Daohe glanced at Ning Yue with a curious look.

"The fact that Sangpang was able to provoke you means you two are destined to be together, so—"

His eyes were fierce, and he moved as fast as the wind, holding a gleaming machete in his hand, aiming to slash Ning Yue's neck.

"Give my life to my son!"

Ning Yue narrowed his eyes, and a golden, hard barrier suddenly appeared, easily blocking his attack.

She knew, of course, that with her physical abilities, she was absolutely no match for Sang Daohe.

Therefore, I consciously avoided physical contact with him.

Even though he was just a body cultivator without spiritual roots who couldn't cultivate.

However, he has trained every part of his body to the extreme, so even if he can only fight with his physical abilities, his combat power should not be underestimated.

Sang Daohe saw that his attack had been blocked.

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly tore his upper body clothes apart!

Ning Yue had always thought he was slightly chubby, never imagining that he had incredibly muscular muscles underneath his clothes.

Ning Yue clicked his tongue in astonishment: "..."

What an impressively muscular man!

Sang Daohe's muscles tensed up, veins slowly appeared, and muscles gradually swelled and grew larger.

He clenched his fist and slammed it against the barrier.

A crack suddenly appeared in the center of the barrier, and Sang Daohe continued hammering relentlessly—

The cracks continued to widen! It was then smashed to pieces!

Depend on!

Is that really that amazing?!

—Physical defense is useless, only magical attacks are possible!?

This is the ability of her newly repaired golden spiritual root.

He actually managed to break through her barrier with sheer physical strength!?

Ning Yue sat on the roc and rapidly ascended into the air, frowning as he surveyed the ground.

Sang Daohe looked like he had gone mad.

Looking at Ning Yue in mid-air, he leaped into the air—

Using the surrounding objects as a relay and his own jumping ability, he actually jumped directly in front of Ning Yue!

"Depend on--!"

Ning Yue looked at the face that suddenly appeared and threw a fireball directly at his head.

Sang Daohe performed a move in mid-air that Ning Yue found extremely difficult.

He flipped over in mid-air, raised his foot, aimed the fireball at her, and kicked it with all his might.

certainly--

The moment the fireball made contact with Sang Daohe, it lunged at his body with menacing force.

He let out a wail, never expecting the fireball to be so terrifying.

At the same time, the fireball flew towards Ning Yue at an extremely fast speed—

Sang Daohe endured the searing pain of the flames and glared at Ning Yue with a ferocious expression.

She definitely can't dodge this!

Even someone as strong as him was injured like this; Ning Yue, with her small frame, was burned by the fireball.

—It will definitely fall like a moth with its wings on fire.

He looked forward to seeing this scene—

Strangely enough, Ning Yue was able to understand Sang Daohe's facial expressions.

She gave me a look as if I were an idiot.

With a casual wave of her hand, the rapidly flying, scorching fireball obediently returned to her palm.

Under the horrified and incredulous gaze of Sandao—

...disappeared from Ning Yue's palm.

Sang Daohe: "Ah—!!!"

Sang Daohe is really going crazy this time!

It's unclear whether he was enraged by Ning Yue or scorched by the flames.

He arrogantly clutched his wound and shouted loudly to those around him—

"Come out! All of you, come out! Kill her by any means necessary—!"

Suddenly—

Ning Yue suddenly sensed seven more auras in this place.

Seven men in black appeared silently around the house.

—The expert that Sang Daohe hired?

At Sang Daohe's instruction, the seven men simultaneously released their oppressive aura—

There were actually seven Nascent Soul stage cultivators!

Ning Yue sized up the group, stroked his chin, and smiled at Sang Daohe: "So many? Uncle-Master, you've really put me through a lot."

Sang Daohe stared coldly at Ning Yue and shouted sharply, "Kill her—!"

The figures moved in unison, but were suddenly trapped outside!

The golden barrier faintly revealed its patterns.

—This was the first barrier that Ning Yue set up.

Sang Daohe's face was contorted with bulging veins, and his eyes were bloodshot with rage.

He raised his fist and slammed it down on the nearest barrier—

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you! I'll kill you—!"

Ning Yue felt that he had really gone mad.

The barrier was large, and Sang Dao and his stamina had also been depleted.

The barrier wasn't damaged very well; it only cracked slightly.

But if it takes more time, it will definitely be broken.

Ning Yue looked up at the sky listlessly—

It was getting dark; it looked quite late.

She stroked her chin and pondered for a moment: "Isn't it too unfair for seven Nascent Soul cultivators to fight against one Golden Core cultivator like me...?"

"In that case, I'll do it too—"

Ning Yue closed his eyes and voluntarily released the shackles of the bottleneck in his cultivation realm—

His spiritual power steadily increased.