Translator: CinderTL
The short spear, shimmering with Thunderlight, shot towards the sixth Xue Mei.
"Ji Yin, I betrayed you back then. I am in your debt. But don't you truly desire Divine Transformation? Don't you want the Fallen Immortal Blood?" the Xue Mei pleaded urgently.
She had assumed that upon hearing about the Fallen Immortal Blood, Song Wen would hesitate, even if he didn't stop entirely.
However, Song Wen remained completely unmoved.
As the short spear drew closer, Xue Mei didn't repeat the mistake of the previous five Illusion Clones, allowing it to strike her. Instead, she activated a Minor Teleportation Talisman.
But she was only teleported a hundred li before her form reappeared.
She had collided with the blood-colored barrier.
Instantly, several blood-colored tentacles shot out from the barrier, coiling around her.
With a thought, Xue Mei summoned the Black Water of Destruction.
The Black Water flowed freely, transforming into a black spear.
Just as she was about to unleash the spear to shred the encroaching tentacles, she saw more blood-colored tentacles continuously emerging from the barrier. Over a hundred had already appeared.
Though the black spear could corrode the tentacles, it was only one weapon and couldn't possibly block so many simultaneously.
Xue Mei had no choice but to switch from offense to defense. She transformed the black spear into a black shield, completely encasing herself within it.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Blood-colored tentacles slammed repeatedly against the black shield.
The moment a tentacle touched the shield, it would be corroded by the shield's corrosive power, turning into a Blood Mist.
But there were simply too many tentacles, an endless stream of them.
Under the relentless barrage, Xue Mei was sent flying backward, shield and all.
After being knocked back dozens of miles, Xue Mei was horrified to discover that tentacles were now sweeping in from behind and above as well.
At some point, Song Wen had begun to constrict the blood-colored barrier, compressing Xue Mei's range of movement.
"Ji Yin! Do you truly not want the Fallen Immortal Blood?" Xue Mei cried out in panic.
Song Wen stood in mid-air less than a mile away, a look of amusement on his face.
"Then tell me, where exactly is this Fallen Immortal Blood?"
Seeing that Song Wen had finally responded, Xue Mei hastily replied, "In...
...in the Hehuan Sect."
"I... I think it's in the He Huan Sect."
"Hmph! Utter nonsense! Xue Mei, you have no idea where the Fallen Immortal Blood is! You don't even know what it truly is! Your petty tricks might fool Gui Ni and Yang Yu, but they won't work on me."
Song Wen formed a magic seal with his hands, and the short spear shot out again, dodging the omnipresent Blood-colored Tentacles and piercing towards Xue Mei.
Xue Mei's expression grew increasingly frantic. Blood-colored Tentacles surrounded her on all sides, leaving no space even to activate a Minor Teleportation Talisman.
"Ji Yin, I'm not lying! The Fallen Immortal Blood should be in a secret realm under the He Huan Sect!"
Boom!
The short spear struck the black shield.
Dazzling Thunderlight erupted, completely engulfing the shield.
The immense impact sent the black shield crashing to the ground.
The shield remained perfectly intact. However, within it, Xue Mei's desperate, bloodcurdling scream echoed, as if lightning had penetrated its defenses.
"Aaaah!"
The Black Water of Destruction suddenly recoiled, merging back into Xue Mei's body.
Xue Mei reappeared, her entire body charred black.
Her appearance was utterly horrifying. Not a single piece of flesh remained intact on her body, split open by grotesque wounds that revealed twisted flesh and ghastly white bone.
She raised her eyes, pleadingly gazing at Song Wen.
But Song Wen had already approached her, looming over her with a cold, superior air.
Above Song Wen's head hovered a green Bronze Ring. The ring materialized a Phantom Shadow that descended upon Xue Mei's head.
The Bronze Ring Phantom Shadow settled around Xue Mei's chest.
Instantly, a powerful binding force surged through her, completely sealing her Spiritual Power. She couldn't even retrieve a Minor Teleportation Talisman from her Storage Ring.
"Ji Yin, are you truly not tempted at all by the Fallen Immortal Blood?" Xue Mei refused to accept her impending demise, still attempting to persuade Song Wen.
Song Wen replied, "Of course I desire the Fallen Immortal Blood, but I don't need you to tell me what to do."
Xue Mei said, "Besides me, no one else in this world knows the location of the Fallen Immortal Blood."
A mocking smile curled Song Wen's lips, as if he were ridiculing Xue Mei's ignorance and arrogance.
"Xue Mei, you overestimate yourself!"
With that, Song Wen stopped wasting words. He curled his right hand into a claw and lunged toward Xue Mei's face.
Watching the approaching claws, Xue Mei's eyes filled with terror.
"Ji Yin, what do you want? Please spare me! I swear I'll help you find the Fallen Immortal Blood."
Song Wen's five fingers pierced into Xue Mei's skull, crushing it instantly.
Then, a powerful suction force enveloped her, pulling her soul into Song Wen's Sea of Consciousness.
As she wondered why Song Wen had done this, she saw the Black Hole looming above the Sea of Consciousness.
It pressed down like a mountain, pinning her in place.
Then she noticed she wasn't the only one trapped beneath the Black Hole.
"You're... Xu Geng?" Xue Mei asked uncertainly, staring at the figure.
"You're..." Xu Geng's expression turned thoughtful. After a moment, he exclaimed in surprise, "You're Xue Mei of the Blood Cloud Cave!"
"Hahaha..."
Xue Mei suddenly burst into laughter.
"Fate truly brings us together in the strangest ways! Xu Geng, I never thought we'd meet again. The Vice Sect Leader of the Divine Blood Gate reduced to a prisoner!"
Xu Geng retorted angrily, "Xue Mei, you're no better. You're just meat on the chopping block."
Xue Mei said, "To see you, Xu Geng, in such a miserable state... even if my soul is scattered, I'll die without regret."
Just then, Song Wen's figure suddenly materialized.
"Can those who cultivate the Corpse King Rebirth Art devour the cultivation of others who practice the same technique?" Song Wen's voice was chilling, radiating an undeniable aura of dominance.
"Ji Yin, why should I answer your question? Unless you agree to a condition," Xue Mei said.
A cold smile played on Song Wen's lips.
"Xue Mei, it seems you still don't understand your current situation or my methods."
As he spoke, a transparent blade materialized.
Xue Mei's face paled with fear. She quickly explained, "I'm not asking you to spare me. I'm just begging you to kill Xu Geng before you obliterate my soul."
"You're not worthy of negotiating with me," Song Wen said.
The moment his words fell, the transparent blade plunged into Xue Mei's soul.
"Aaaah!"
Xue Mei's scream pierced the air, and her Soul Body flickered, becoming even more ethereal.
Song Wen turned to Xu Geng and continued, "Xu Geng, if you don't want your Primordial Spirit to suffer the agony of slow slicing, I advise you to answer truthfully."
Xu Geng's Soul Body had already transformed into a Primordial Spirit, far more stable than an ordinary soul. However, this also meant he could endure far more torture.
The Focused Spirit Stabs Song Wen unleashed were like a child's knife trying to carve flesh from a grown man. They couldn't fundamentally harm Xu Geng's Primordial Spirit, but they inflicted excruciating pain.
With each successive Focused Spirit Stab, it was like the agonizing process of slow slicing—one slice after another, tearing away at his flesh.
(End of the Chapter)
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