Chapter 620: Chapter 190: The Death of the Witch Immortal! Earned 88.8 Free Attribute Points! (10,000-word Mega Chapter, Please Subscribe)_6
She felt as though she had flown up into the air, knowing she had been lifted by the blast.
Only after soaring a full ten feet did she come crashing down hard.
Yun Jiuqing awkwardly rolled, clumsily dissipating the force of the fall.
This fall...
didn’t cause her much damage.
Xing Fengzi was even less worth mentioning. Although he did land on his feet and looked somewhat disheveled, he still fared better than Yun Jiuqing.
The person who suffered the most was Liu Feng.
The moment Yun Jiuqing pinned him to the ground, Liu Feng sensed something was terribly wrong. But with his weak power, what could he possibly do even if he sensed danger?
He had no choice but to accept it!
Liu Feng was flung into the air by the blast like everyone else, unable to land as stable as Xing Fengzi, much less awkwardly dissipate the force like Yun Jiuqing. He crashed harshly onto the ground, nearly breaking all his teeth.
"Pfft!!!" Liu Feng felt as if his internal organs had been ravaged, and a mouthful of fresh blood spurted uncontrollably from his mouth, his complexion growing even more pallid.
His trembling hand clutched a talisman that had already ignited; the scorching flame burned his palm, yet he didn’t want to release the talisman.
It was a Protective Talisman that Yun Jiuqing had given him. If it weren’t for the talisman acting just in time...
He felt he might have died on the spot!
Even though he had been locked up by the monks of Longhe Temple for over ten days, where he was barely fed a few vegetable leaves each day to keep him alive,
he hadn’t yet taken a stroll in front of the gates of death, at least not before the monks’ offering to the heavens.
But now...
Liu Feng didn’t know how many times he had wandered in front of the gates of death!
They tormented him...
Until he wished for death or transcendence!
"Daoist Fan Wu... seems even stronger than before. I’m not sure if it’s just my imagination," said Xing Fengzi, covered in dust, looking as if he had just returned from mining. However, he no longer cared about such details.
What was happening right before his eyes was astonishing,
perhaps even more terrifying than when Daoist Fan Wu had dueled with the Underworld Yin God!
...
The two differently colored beams of light continued to clash unremittingly; the Witch Immortal’s massive, bloodshot eyes actually began to overflow with lines of blood! But this blood wasn’t crimson; it was dark and black!
Its eyes showed varying degrees of damage.
Clearly, It had thrown caution to the wind, disregarding the backlash against Its own body, determined to annihilate Fan Wu.
What was inconceivable to the Witch Immortal was that, even after It had put everything on the line, Fan Wu could still hold his ground?
And not just hold his ground.
He was doing it with ease!!
How could this damn Fan Wu of Qiu Long Temple, who was supposed to be completely devoid of mana, launch such attacks?
It made no sense at all!
What made the Witch Immortal utterly furious was that the crimson beam of light shooting from Its vertical pupil was actually being forced back, inch by inch!
What did this mean?
It...
Was at a disadvantage!
The Witch Immortal desperately wanted to suppress Fan Wu with even greater power, but what made her extremely helpless was that she simply couldn’t do it because she had already squeezed out all her power—she truly couldn’t squeeze out even a little bit more!
All she could do was watch with eyes full of indignation as Fan Wu’s white light of annihilation kept coming closer, step by step, unrelentingly pressing towards her.
I...
Am I going to be defeated?
Involuntarily, the Witch Immortal’s mind flashed through scenes of the past, remembering the time when she had been nothing more than a common mortal, a woodcutter who had taken a wife who was quite fond of him.
Until one day, she and a dozen companions went up the mountain to chop wood but unexpectedly encountered a wildfire. The raging flames surrounded all of them, leaving no path forward, no way back.
Back then, her blood ran hot with courage as she took it upon herself to clear a path to survival for everyone, sacrificing her life without hesitation.
She recalled the excruciating pain of being burned by the flames, the agony of burning branches falling onto her, the sight of her skin being scalded and bursting open.
In the end, she managed to save her companions, but she was left with no strength at all.
She perished in the vast sea of fire, her body burned to a crisp and crushed under a collapsing tree.
The wildfire had a tremendous impact, and the story of her sacrifice spread with the flames throughout Nanjun, making her known to everyone there.
Moreover, as merchants continued to spread the news, her deeds became known throughout the Great Zhou Dynasty.
It was because of this that she came under the scrutiny of the Imperial Court.
At the same time, she also caught the attention of both the Underworld and the Heavenly Court.
With decrees from the Imperial Court, the Underworld, and the Heavenly Court, she became the Mountain God of that region, ruling over vast mountain ranges.
As a new Mountain God, she tried to do her duties well, but she soon realized that not all Immortal Gods were equal, and there was intrigue and scheming between them.
After several hundred years, she could bear it no longer; she did not want to continue on this path that seemed to have a clear end.
She was already a god!
She was no longer human!
Why should a dignified Mountain God consider everything for a bunch of humans? Was it fitting for a god to do such thankless tasks, akin to a beast of burden?
So.
She became consumed by dark power.
No!
The Witch Immortal felt that she hadn’t become consumed by dark power; she had seen clearly the path ahead. She believed that she should continue on this path to carve out a grand avenue of her own!
Indeed, her choice proved to be correct; she was growing stronger continuously...
Until.
She met Fan Wu!
Her memories came to an abrupt halt here, for her eyes were now engulfed by the annihilating white light! The terrifying white light seemed capable of erasing everything in the world, including her, the Evil God.
"It’s all... over..." Between heaven and earth in the tiny world, only such a mournful sigh remained.
The Witch Immortal.
Met a violent death!
[You have successfully killed the "Witch Immortal," congratulations on obtaining Free Attribute Points: 88.8 points!]
It’s over!
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