The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple

Chapter 1271: Chapter 379: A Smile at the Corner of Shen Hanyi’s Lips (6k)

Facing Zhou Qing’s terrifying assault, the old man raised his trembling hand, trying to unleash his final life‑saving Secret Technique.

However, Zhou Qing simply didn’t give him the chance.

"Explode!"

With a cold shout, the Thunder Spear lodged in the old man’s body suddenly detonated.

The violent Power of Thunder instantly swept across a radius of a hundred zhang, shredding the old man’s fleshly body into pieces!

Amid the blood rain filling the sky, a dim Seven-Colored Primordial Spirit fled out in panic.

That Primordial Spirit was already incomplete, yet it still let out a venomous roar: "Brat! This old man will make you pay in blood!"

Shen Hanyi stared in shock at the scene before her, but there was no time to think too much.

This kind of golden opportunity absolutely couldn’t be missed.

"Zhao Muye, don’t give him a chance to tear open space and escape!" she snapped coldly, both hands suddenly forming a profound Dharma Seal before her chest.

Hearing this, Zhao Muye laughed wildly, his muscles knotted all over as his right fist smashed toward the void: "Stay right here for your granddaddy!"

"Boom—"

The pure force of his fleshly body shook the space, and the Spiritual Qi within a hundred zhang instantly went chaotic.

The void around the old man’s Primordial Spirit churned like a boiling water surface, and the spatial crack he had just formed was forcibly shattered!

His expression instantly turned extremely ugly. "So damn annoying!"

To force his way through space at this moment would very likely get him sucked into spatial turbulence, ending with both body and soul annihilated.

Shen Hanyi’s eyes flared with icy light, her three thousand strands of Silver Hair rising without wind.

Her hands pinched out seals, and countless ice-crystal threads as fine as ox hair suddenly floated around her.

These threads were crystal clear, each one containing extreme cold, weaving into a sky‑covering net in the void.

"Xuan Yin Luo Tian!"

With her clear shout, the entire net of ice threads abruptly contracted.

Wherever it passed, even space itself was frozen, cracking into dense, fine fissures.

The old man’s Primordial Spirit was directly trapped within, its seven-colored radiance dimming at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But very soon, Shen Hanyi’s face suddenly changed.

She saw the ferocious rage on the trapped Primordial Spirit’s face gradually smooth out, replaced by a strange calm.

The corners of his mouth slowly lifted into a chilling smile. "You’re still too green. Just tossing out a bit of bait and you bite. Did you really think things are as you think they are?"

Before his words had faded, that Primordial Spirit actually began turning transparent, like a reflection in water slowly dispersing.

"Not good!" The few of them all changed color at once, immediately releasing their Divine Sense to sweep across a radius of a thousand li.

Yet no matter how they searched, they could no longer sense the slightest fluctuation of a Primordial Spirit.

"I’ve etched today’s hatred into my bones. None of you will get away!" The old man’s voice came from all directions, filled with searing hatred.

It finally turned into a fit of chilling laughter, echoing in the void for a long time.

Zhou Qing’s brows knit tightly. Using the 50-50 Sticker, his combat strength might have reached parity, but it was still hard to completely kill this old freak.

If Shen Hanyi and Zhao Muye hadn’t rushed to his aid in time and crushed the enemy’s will to fight, he probably wouldn’t even have had the chance to seriously injure him.

"I absolutely can’t let a tiger return to the mountain!" A cold light flashed in Zhou Qing’s eyes as his Double Pupils suddenly split, turning into blood‑colored Heavy Pupils.

In an instant, a phantom Void Spider shrieked within his left and right pupils.

The world presented a completely different scene before his eyes, and countless Law threads were gathered completely into his sight.

Within that spiderweb‑like network of Laws, a black light‑cluster was frantically fleeing northwest, the Spiritual Power traces it left along the way glaringly obvious.

"Found him!" Zhou Qing’s heart leapt with joy as his golden wings suddenly spread. "Follow me!"

Hearing this, Shen Hanyi clenched her jade hand, shredding the afterimage within the trapping formation, then unhesitatingly turned into an icy rainbow to chase after him.

"Old Bai, why are you spacing out! After him!" Zhao Muye flipped onto the elephant’s back and gave it a heavy slap.

Bai Xiang trumpeted toward the heavens, its four feet stepping on air as if on solid ground, each step sending ripples through the void.

In the distance, Xuanyuan Hao stared at the streaks of light receding one after another, hesitating: "Father Emperor..."

Xuanyuan Chong’s gaze flickered. After pondering for a moment, he decided firmly: "This matter is too important—follow them!"

The four Royal Family experts immediately turned into streaks of light and gave chase...

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"How is this possible!" Very soon, the old man’s Primordial Spirit was horrified to find that they could precisely lock onto his position, and he hastily changed direction.

But Zhou Qing and the others also shifted accordingly, following like his shadow.

"Block him!" Zhou Qing shouted urgently, pointing at a section of the void.

Zhao Muye understood at once and punched out. The wild force of his fleshly body shook the space, once again cutting off the old man’s attempt to tear open the void.

"He can see me?!" Very quickly, the old man looked at Zhou Qing’s red‑glowing eyes and understood, both shocked and enraged.

But there was nothing else he could do. His fleshly body was destroyed, and his Primordial Spirit was already weak.

If he were to be hit again by a killing move aimed at the Primordial Spirit, the consequences would be unimaginable.

He frantically began Sealing, his speed abruptly increasing.

At this time, however, Zhou Qing was gradually running out of strength. His speed began to drop, and the Spiritual Power in his body was draining at a mad rate.

Without a combat target, the effect of the 50-50 Sticker started to fade, and his cultivation fell back down to Divinity Transformation Realm Perfection.

He subconsciously looked toward Shen Hanyi.

That white figure was still as cold as frost, the eyes under her veil gazing blankly ahead.

"Forget it, she probably wouldn’t carry me anyway..." Zhou Qing smiled bitterly to himself.

"Brother Zhao, could you give me a lift!" He turned his head and shouted to Zhao Muye.

Hearing this, Zhao Muye laughed loudly, patting Bai Xiang’s back. "Looks like that move of yours that fuses Spirit Seal and Thunder Skills really ate up a lot! Hurry and get on!"

"Did you ask for my opinion?" Bai Xiang swung its long trunk in displeasure, letting out a muffled protest.

"You’re really lacking a sense of the bigger picture." Zhao Muye whispered with a deadly serious face.

"I just invited him to join our Zhao Family, and now you won’t even give him this tiny bit of convenience. What do you expect him to think of us?"