3027 A Desperate Crash
Holy Son Miyan was taken aback and instinctively withdrew his hand.
The Holy Son did not hear the sound of a splash in the water. When he looked down, he was immediately alarmed to see that Holy Daughter Nie Yaoguang had regained consciousness and was fixing her scarlet gaze on Qiao Mu.
She swiftly lunged toward Qiao Mu, akin to a fierce tiger pouncing on its prey.
Holy Son Miyan was utterly powerless to intervene. Because they had been standing on a log to begin with, when Holy Daughter leaped forward, the log lost its balance and sank into the water.
Almost instinctively, the Holy Son soared into the sky. Simultaneously, the amassed lightning above his head appeared to find its mark, descending with formidable force directly upon him.
Crack! A brilliant flash illuminated the night.
The Holy Son had been caught off guard and struck by the lightning’s might, causing him to plunge into the river.
The sudden thunder startled many people, prompting them to jump. Several students from the Hong Estate Academy also leaped several feet into the air.
Chaos reigned as the lightning seemed to have burst like a pot of fury, congregating and assailing anyone within reach.
Amid the tumult, Holy Daughter had already vaulted in front of Qiao Mu. She fixed her cold, crimson eyes on her, crouching on a half-submerged piece of driftwood, resembling a wild beast poised to sink its teeth into Qiao Mu’s throat.
“Qiaoqiao.” The moment Mo Lian swooped in, he naturally became the focal point of the concentrated lightning.
Yet, Qiao Mu remained composed, her gaze unwavering as she confronted Holy Daughter Nie Yaoguang.
“Pfft,” her cold voice slightly elevated, ringing crystal clear in the night air.
“So, it’s a zombie in the process of evolution.”
“I severely underestimated you before.”
You hid it remarkably well!
Holy Daughter’s appearance had already started to change.
Not only did her eyes turn crimson, but a short fang had even surfaced at the corner of her mouth.
The Heavenly Fate experiment was clearly advancing.
Qiao Mu felt a sense of unease. Holy Daughter usually appeared entirely human; no one would suspect her true nature. Furthermore, she seemed to be able to control the corpse poison within her, allowing her to purposefully release it and transform her body.
As if overcome by a frenzied rage, Nie Yaoguang struck downward, causing the river water to form a canopy that surged toward Qiao Mu, obscuring her head and face.
Holy Daughter Nie Yaoguang’s eyes were now bloodshot. “Roar—”
After an ear-piercing cry, several lower-level spiritual cultivators coughed up blood, their eardrums ringing in pain.
Holy Son Miyan, who had just crawled out of the water, stared at Holy Daughter Nie Yaoguang in astonishment.
He was at a loss for words, his expression a mix of shock and disbelief.
Heaven!
What manner of creature had just revealed itself?
Suddenly, Holy Son Miyan recalled the taunting words the young stoic had once spoken to him.
“Didn’t your temple recruit these nightcaw birds?”
No, that couldn’t be true!
It was inconceivable!
How could their illustrious and sacred temple have been infiltrated by such a malevolent and sinister being?
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