Song Lantian was startled by Song Wanníng's gaze and immediately turned threatening.
"Our Song family is a respected and influential clan in the Southern Region. If you don't kill me, I can overlook this matter."
Right now, surviving was the most important thing. There would be plenty of time for revenge later. Song Lantian thought bitterly to herself. She had expected an easy victory, but it was all ruined by an unknown female cultivator.
It made her furious.
"Oh?"
Song Wanníng raised an eyebrow and smiled brightly.
"You didn't look like you wanted to give the Guhan Sect disciples a chance earlier."
With that, her smile grew even more radiant, but the sword in her hand cut straight toward Song Lantian.
Alarmed, Song Lantian quickly drew out a gourd-shaped magical treasure.
Suddenly, a tremendous force surged out from it.
In the next moment, Song Wanníng realized she had been transported elsewhere. She was submerged in a vast ocean, waves crashing all around. As they neared her, they transformed into countless daggers aimed at her. Her eyes narrowed sharply, and she swung her sword with great force.
That strike combined the internal world's spatial channel and the power of four elemental auras.
Everyone saw her deliver a light slash.
The next moment, Song Lantian's magical gourd exploded with a thunderous crash.
Song Lantian spat several mouthfuls of fresh blood, her expression shocked as her spirit felt like needles stabbing deep, throbbing with pain. Her hands trembled as she stared at Song Wanníng in horror.
"You... you are not even at Void Refinement!"
Song Wanníng's strength could not possibly be Void Refinement—no way!
"Mid Void Refinement, guaranteed."
Song Wanníng casually sheathed her sword, no longer intending to fight herself.
She turned to Yue Lin and the disciples, ignoring their stunned expressions, and tossed them a porcelain bottle containing her newly refined pills.
These were high-grade spiritual pills—rare even within Guhan Sect.
They took the bottle, amazed again, but understood her meaning immediately and quickly consumed the pills. The potent effects were remarkable. Within moments, their injuries rapidly healed.
Two minutes later, they had fully recovered.
They stood up and raised their magical treasures toward the Canglan Sect disciples.
"Heh heh."
One smiled wickedly.
"Now it's our turn!"
"You bullied us with numbers and tried to kill us. Now we'll show you what it's like to be on the receiving end!"
With that, they charged at the remaining Canglan Sect disciples.
Yue Lin once again faced off against Song Lantian.
Song Lantian's Primordial Soul was damaged, and her body badly injured. She was no match for Yue Lin at full strength. After just a few exchanges, she collapsed, unable to even cough up blood.
She lay there gasping for breath, still unwilling to admit defeat, glaring fiercely at Song Wanníng and Yue Lin.
"Not convinced? Then come back to find me in your next life!"
A strong murderous gleam flashed in Yue Lin's eyes as he prepared a deadly strike against Song Lantian.
But in the next moment, a talisman soared into the air, transforming into countless strands of spiritual energy that blasted Yue Lin backward.
The talisman glowed intensely, circling Song Lantian.
"Ha ha..."
Song Lantian laughed wildly.
This was a life-protection talisman given by her elders. Who could kill her while it was active?
She was living in a dream if she thought that. Her eyes brimmed with defiance. By now, all other Canglan Sect disciples had been taken care of, leaving her alone.
The Guhan Sect disciples frowned as they gathered around.
"Almost forgot, these guys are powerful and carry plenty of protective treasures."
"Can we just let her go? If she escapes alive, we're finished."
They had killed so many Canglan Sect disciples, and so far none were identified. If word leaked, the consequences would be dire.
"Yue Lin... you can't kill me..."
Song Lantian spat out another mouthful of blood, took out a pill, and swallowed it, no longer showing any trace of panic.
She looked arrogantly at Song Wanníng. "See? People like me are forever out of reach for lowly ones like you."
If it were anyone else, they would have died by now.
But she was different.
Her background was the prize everyone dreamed of but could never touch, something she had been born with.
No matter how strong Song Wanníng was...
"Ha ha ha..."
Song Lantian laughed loudly, confident she would recover and escape soon.
When that happened, these people would all be doomed.
"You—"
The Guhan Sect disciples were furious at Song Lantian's arrogance, their eyes reddening with rage.
Canglan Sect had started this, yet they were the ones to suffer.
It was beyond unfair.
Yue Lin's face darkened as he grabbed his treasure and attacked Song Lantian again.
The outcome was predictable. He was blasted away, struck hard in the chest, letting out a muffled grunt as he fell.
"Ha ha ha, don't waste your effort, ha ha ha!"
Song Lantian laughed even louder, growing more arrogant.
"Yue Lin, you are destined to be crushed by me your whole life. When I get out, every one of you will die, all of you! Ha ha ha ha!"
Her delight grew with their anger.
As for the disciples who had died, she didn't care at all.
"So noisy."
Song Wanníng's eyes flashed cold at the harsh voice.
In the next moment, she vanished from where she stood.
"Hmph, you bitch, when I get out, you'll die the worst death—"
Song Lantian was in the middle of her threat when suddenly she froze, as if something was choking her neck.
Song Wanníng had appeared right before her, only a step away.
"How is this possible?"
Song Lantian was shocked. The Guhan Sect disciples' expressions shifted, shock filling their eyes.
Song Wanníng said nothing. Her sword flashed down, leaving no room for words.
The blade cut through Song Lantian's head, splitting it in two, shattering her Yuányīng as well.
Boom.
Her body crashed to the ground in a cloud of dust.
Her eyes remained wide open, filled with disbelief and unwillingness.
Until death, she couldn't understand how Song Wanníng got so close.
Had she known, she would have detonated herself just to drag Song Wanníng down with her.
Song Lantian was dead.
So suddenly that the Guhan Sect disciples hadn't even recovered, Song Wanníng was already removing Song Lantian's storage ring, casually slipping it into her internal world.
She turned and saw Yue Lin looking at her with profound respect and admiration, eyes shining with excitement and fervor.
"Senior Sister Song, please accept Yue Lin's salute!"
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