The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple

Chapter 1309: Chapter 388: A Brute and a Madman—A Perfect Match!

He began to intensely comprehend and analyze the profound realm of the late-stage Spirit Severing Realm.

The enhancement and perfection of his own realm would greatly benefit his future breakthrough in cultivation.

"Cousin... cousin?" At this moment, Zhao Muye suddenly called out tremblingly.

Just then, Yu Yan’s corpse floated not far away, with a pitch-black long blade pierced through her chest.

Her black hair was disheveled, and her originally lively eyes were now just two blood-filled holes.

In the instant when both of their Heart and Spirit were lost, all the corpses immediately emitted a piercing laughter, transforming into a black torrent rushing towards them.

Every corpse was repeating, "Stay with us... stay here forever..."

Yama’s true form finally appeared, seated high upon a throne made of piled skulls, his blood-red pupils full of cruel pleasure.

"This is the true essence of despair—to make you watch everything you care about rot and perish bit by bit!"

But only three breaths had passed, when Zhao Muye, whose mind was not meant for so many twists and turns, suddenly tightened his muscles, his eyes bloodshot.

He shook his head violently, letting out a beast-like low growl, "Playing tricks!"

With a crisp "crunch," he forcibly broke his own right hand.

The intense pain cleared his mind, and the Golden Light around him suddenly surged.

The black aura corroding his body melted away under the illumination of the Golden Light like ice and snow.

"What bullsh*t realm!" Zhao Muye sneered, wiping away the decaying flesh from his face, revealing his ghastly white bones without a care.

"I’ve been Body Refining for over a thousand years, long since turning my flesh into a weapon!"

He first glanced at Zhou Qing, who was trapped in the Illusion Realm, motionless and currently being devoured by the black mist, and hurriedly shouted.

"Brother, hold on! I’ll carve out a path for you right now; then hurry up and get out!"

After saying this, he suddenly took out six pitch-black coffin nails from his Storage Bag.

The surface of these nails was engraved with ancient runes, emanating a chilling evil aura.

Zhao Muye unhesitatingly stuck the nails one by one into his Celestial Spirit, chest, and major acupoints of his four limbs.

"Thud!"

The muffled sound of the nails entering flesh was particularly clear in the dead silence.

With each nail that was driven in, his body trembled, but the originally dim battle tattoos immediately brightened.

By the time the sixth nail was entirely embedded in his chest, his whole body’s battle tattoos explosively glowed with piercing blood light, making him appear like a blood-soaked Asura.

"Despicable wretch, today I’ll show you how I break your useless realm!"

He clashed his fists together, causing the six nails to simultaneously tremble and emit a teeth-grinding hum.

The blood-colored battle tattoos detached from his body, intertwining in the air into a massive blood-red axe.

Although Zhao Muye’s muscles ruptured inch by inch, he laughed heartily as he swung the massive axe fiercely at the void!

"Open for me—!"

Where the axe blade passed, space was torn open like a rag, revealing a hideous fissure.

Thunder Light from outside shone through the gap, illuminating Zhou Qing.

At the same time, the six burial nails shattered, and Zhao Muye spat out a mouthful of black blood mixed with organ fragments, yet he still fiercely held the crack open: "Go... quickly go!"

"Trying to escape?" Yama’s voice suddenly became sharp and piercing.

The entire blood-red space began to twist violently, with numerous blood hands reaching out from all directions, frantically clutching at the two.

Those blood hands bristled with sinister maws, making an eerie "cackling" noise.

Zhao Muye roared furiously, using his body to block the majority of the blood hands.

His back was immediately torn to shreds, yet he still firmly held against the rift: "Brother, quickly... get your ass... out of here!"

Just then, Zhou Qing completely deciphered the realm of Yama, able to shatter this blood-colored world with a mere thought.

But to do so would virtually be to declare his identity.

The current Taiqing Sect simply couldn’t withstand retaliation from a behemoth like the Yan Family.

The massacre scene he’d witnessed in the Illusion Realm moments ago was still vivid in his mind, and those bloody images forced him to act cautiously.

But as he looked up, seeing Zhao Muye, blood-soaked yet still holding open the crack, the corner of his mouth beneath the mask involuntarily twitched into a faint smile.

"This guy really is frustratingly lovable!" Zhou Qing sighed quietly in his heart, yet a hint of warmth flashed in his eyes.

"We’ll leave together!" With this, he rapidly formed a hand seal, the Thunder Marks around him surged, transforming into thousands of electric serpents dancing wildly.

He violently flung out a thunder chain that wrapped around Zhao Muye’s waist, just in time to see Yama’s Black Blade reach them.

"Too late!" Yama’s sinister laughter exploded in their ears, the Black Blade descending with overwhelming force.

At the last critical moment, Zhao Muye suddenly exploded forth, the golden light around him bursting, forcibly pushing Zhou Qing towards the rift: "Brother, knowing you before dying... makes me happy!"

He grinned, with bright white teeth standing out against the blood pouring from his mouth.

Zhou Qing’s pupils shrank, his heart gripped by an invisible hand.

"Boom!"

A cyan sword light suddenly descended from the sky, striking precisely at the critical point of the Black Blade.

Yu Yan’s figure flashed like a specter, the jade sword glowing brightly: "You two fools! Whether living or dying, get the hell out first!"

With a hand seal in her left hand, a spatial rift suddenly opened beneath all three.

Amid Yama’s furious roar, the trio simultaneously plunged into the rift.

The last sight was the cliff shattered by the black blade and Yama’s twisted visage...

...

"Bang!"

The three crashed heavily onto the barren land ten thousand miles away like meteors.

Yu Yan staggered a few steps, then spat a mouthful of fresh blood, her face instantly turning pale.

The residual force of Yama’s last strike had disrupted the spatial channel, and if she hadn’t risked backlash to forcibly stabilize it, they would’ve been lost in the space turbulence by now.

But given the urgent situation then, with four Jiu Li Royal Family Spirit Severing Realm experts hot on their heels, coupled with the threat of Yama’s deadly strike, she had no other choice.