Chapter 696: 779 One Sword, Divine Soul Annihilated
"Oh? Have we met before?"
Zuoqiu Yiren glanced at the skeleton demon, having no impression of him whatsoever.
The skeleton demon’s expression froze. He felt that Zuoqiu Yiren was belittling him, and he couldn’t help but feel a bit embarrassed and annoyed: "Let me see how much you’ve improved over the past hundred years."
The skeleton demon shouted fiercely, and a shocking red smoke burst forth from within his body, shooting straight towards the sky like a wolf’s smoke. Subsequently, the red smoke transformed into a massive blood-colored skull, exuding a chilling aura as it lunged at Zuoqiu Yiren.
Then, everyone saw Zuoqiu Yiren move her finger lightly. Around the blood-colored skull, a purple aura encircled it like thunder, and with a dazzling flash, the skull was split in half. The tortured wraiths within the skull let out piercing screams, continuing to pounce towards Zuoqiu Yiren.
However, the purple aura did not disappear but transformed into a small purple serpent that pursued those ghosts. In the blink of an eye, it devoured them all.
The originally finger-thick serpent, after consuming these ghosts, became a purple flood dragon three zhang long and as thick as a person, its scales vividly alive, roaring loudly.
"Go!" Zuoqiu Yiren pointed downward, her tone carrying a hint of laziness, clearly not taking the skeleton demon seriously, and fighting rather half-heartedly.
Yet, even so, this casually conjured purple flood dragon was not something the skeleton demon could handle.
Even though he exerted all his efforts, only then did he manage to destroy the purple flood dragon, but he himself spat out a mouthful of blood.
To injure an Evil Cultivator at the Divinity Transformation Realm with a lift of her hand, it was astonishing to all the disciples.
Just when they thought the skeleton demon would unleash some big move for a life-and-death fight.
"Zuoqiu Yiren, don’t think this grudge is forgotten. One day, I will pin you under me..."
After hastily uttering a threat, a mass of red smoke surged out of the skeleton demon’s body. When it emerged, the skeleton demon’s body shot off into the distance like a rocket, trailing a long tail behind.
Zuoqiu Yiren furrowed her brows, just as she was about to catch up and capture him alive for a proper lesson.
"Sister Yiren, since he knows your identity and still dares to provoke, there must be an ambush. Don’t be deceived."
Chen Mo shouted from below.
Su Zhouze and Liu Jingchun exchanged a glance, frowning.
Hearing Chen Mo’s words, Zuoqiu Yiren, who had just sat up slightly, lazily lay back down. With a flick of her finger, a purple dot circled around, and a longsword with supreme divine power hovered in front of her.
"Watch this, this is the true Merak Flying Sword."
"Go!"
Zuoqiu Yiren transmitted a message to Chen Mo and transferred part of her Divine Sense to him, allowing him to better observe the Merak Flying Sword.
She lightly opened her red lips, and the Merak Flying Sword shot forth like lightning.
Upon hearing this, Chen Mo had just activated his Ancient Heavy Pupils and felt his sight and perception increase by over a thousand times, capturing the Merak Sword that disappeared in an instant with utmost clarity.
In a mere blink of an eye, the Merak Sword had reached a hundred miles away, catching up with the escaping skeleton demon.
The skeleton demon, thinking that Zuoqiu Yiren hadn’t pursued, sighed, when suddenly a cold gleam flashed behind him. As he turned his head, he saw a streak of purple light shooting at him like a life-threatening arrow.
"Merak Flying Sword!"
The skeleton demon’s face changed, not daring to be careless in the slightest.
"Array, rise!"
He had prepared beforehand to shake off Zuoqiu Yiren’s pursuit. Now that she hadn’t come after him, he could only use this array to block the Flying Sword.
As his words fell, array banners buried in the yellow sand erected one by one, emitting a cold and terrifying aura from the Array Hub. As the purple gleam approached the array, a red chain connected all the array banners, and a massive blood hand was summoned from the array.
Yet, before the body was fully summoned from the array, the speed of the Merak Flying Sword exceeded the skeleton demon’s expectations, piercing through the blood hand directly, rendering the numerous ghosts emerging from the array to obstruct it in vain.
The Merak Sword relentlessly pierced through the array like a hot knife through butter, shooting fiercely at the protective red smoke around the skeleton demon.
"Impossible, Master save..."
Before the words were finished, the red smoke was instantly shredded, slicing his body into two halves, falling downward, with both halves beginning to burn and turning to ashes in an instant.
As his Divine Soul flew, when the Merak Sword continued to slash.
A ghostly white bone hand emerged from the void, reaching for the Merak Sword.
At that moment, the Merak Sword split into three.
The white bone hand only caught one, while the other two Flying Swords formed a Bagua circle, slicing the skeleton demon’s Divine Soul into pieces.
The purple lightning swirling around the Flying Sword refined the shattered Divine Soul completely.
Soul Destruction, that’s how it is.
But this wasn’t the end. After the slicing, the two Flying Swords merged into one again, heading for the bone hand.
Simultaneously, the Merak Sword held by the bone hand also unleashed supreme power, breaking free and merging with the incoming Flying Sword, slashing fiercely at the bone hand.
"Ah..."
A miserable wail echoed from the void.
The white bone hand wailed mournfully as a gash was split on it.
Then, as if meeting its nemesis, the white bone hand attempted to escape into the void.
"Since you’ve come, you should leave something behind."
Lying on a gourd, Zuoqiu Yiren suddenly sat up, forming seals with both hands. At a hundred miles away, the Merak Sword burst out with dazzling radiance, severing it before it could escape.
Afterwards, the white bone hand exploded like a blood-colored skull, with countless ghosts fleeing in all directions.
"Shenxiao Five Thunders Technique, Yin Thunder, Soul Destruction!" Zuoqiu Yiren shouted fiercely, and the Merak Sword a hundred miles away emitted a buzzing sound. Finally, it soared into the sky, and after a few moments, a cascade of purple thunder crashed down from the heavens, annihilating the countless ghosts fleeing below.
"Retrieve!"
In the blink of an eye, the Merak Sword a hundred miles away was retrieved by Zuoqiu Yiren.
Below, Chen Mo stood dumbfounded.
Hidden Sword, Unity, Flying Sword wielding divine abilities.
Everything that had just transpired in those brief moments unfolded before his eyes.
What Divinity Transformation Realm prowess.
One slash, Soul Destruction.
Even the white bone hand that came for rescue later was left behind by the Merak Flying Sword.
"How was it?" Zuoqiu Yiren transmitted her voice over.
"Fierce!" Chen Mo gave a thumbs up.
"What a pity, the Void Realm Cultivator behind it didn’t fully reveal itself, otherwise, even he would’ve been cut down." Zuoqiu Yiren’s voice drifted into his ears, making Chen Mo marvel at her godlike prowess.
Goodness, even the Void Realm rescue was slashed away.
How strong really is Sister Yiren’s power?
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