Chapter 620 A fatal blow, a sudden change!
Zhang Zhiyun was utterly dumbfounded at this moment, practically suspecting he was dreaming, having a nightmare, and questioning his entire life. That was a Land Immortal! A Land Immortal, unseen in Yanxia for a hundred years, had long become a legend, yet now one actually existed, and such a beautiful woman at that, and she had even become one of Shen Anyu's women? By what right did Shen Anyu have a Land Immortal as his woman, and one of his women at that? Not to mention being the Yanxia Shen Family Young Master, while this status was indeed prominent and noble, how could it compare to a Land Immortal? A Land Immortal was akin to a god among mortals; such an existence, unless besieged by a large army and a war-scale operation, could run rampant even in the modern era of prevalent hot weapons. Their status was extremely high. If it were in ancient times, even an emperor would stand like a minion before a Land Immortal. Yet, such an existence was actually Shen Anyu's woman, and she even seemed to be vying for affection with another of Shen Anyu's women??
Bai Bing's next sentence caused Zhang Zhiyun's pupils to constrict violently, shattering the very foundations of his worldview.
"Yun Nu, you want to be my older sister?" Bai Bing's voice was as crisp and cold as shattering ice. "Heh heh, fine. We'll both suppress our cultivation to the Heavenly Human Realm. Whoever can kill this person first will be the older sister. How about it?"
"Agreed!" Wu Shenyun accepted without a shred of hesitation. Even with her power sealed to the Heavenly Human Realm, she possessed the absolute confidence that her strength was unrivaled in this world—save for that one man whom she both loved and hated with a burning passion.
'Yun Nu??'
Zhang Zhiyun's mind went completely blank. A Land Immortal. This was a being who walked the earth as a living god, yet someone had dared to call her 'Yun Nu,' and she didn't even refute it? The casual intimacy of the nickname was a more profound shock than her very existence.
Wu Shenyun couldn't be bothered to refute it. The name 'Yun Nu' stirred a strange, unfamiliar warmth in the depths of her heart, a sensation she found she didn't resist. Of course, this was a privilege reserved exclusively for Shen Anyu. Any other man who dared utter those syllables would find his life forfeit before the sound faded from the air.
But Zhang Zhiyun no longer had time for shock, awe, or the crumbling of his reality.
Boom!
A deafening explosion ripped through the interior of Villa No. 1. It was not the sound of a simple impact but the grinding, resonant roar of a thunderstone dragging itself across the heavens, shaking the very structure to its core.
Both Wu Shenyun and Bai Bing turned their attention to Zhang Zhiyun. Their gazes, one icy and sharp, the other regal and indifferent, locked onto him like a predator sighting its prey. The air thickened with their shared, unspoken determination.
Whoever killed Zhang Zhiyun first would gain the upper hand, claiming the coveted title of older sister.
"Bai Bing, this Venerable tells you, even if you train for another ten years, you will never be my opponent," Wu Shenyun declared, her tone laced with the casual arrogance of absolute power. With a graceful flick of her wrist, a simple bamboo flute appeared between her slender, alabaster fingers. She raised it to her crimson lips and blew a single, gentle note.
The next instant, the world warped. That single note fractured into a million wisps of sound, each one a thread of pure sonic force grinding through the void. They converged, twisted, and wove together, giving birth to a towering phantom of an ancient Great Witch. This was no mere illusion; it was a manifestation of her Witchcraft, a technique that summoned the heroic souls of long-dead powerhouses. The spectral warrior, a vivid echo from the netherworld, materialized with a presence that crushed the spirit.
The moment the Great Witch phantom appeared, it unleashed a guttural roar that was felt more than heard, a vibration that shook the bones and rattled the teeth. Its massive, ethereal fist swung towards Zhang Zhiyun.
The force of the punch carried the apocalyptic intent of a collapsing heaven and a sundered earth. Its might was absolute, overwhelming, a pure expression of annihilation. Even with her cultivation suppressed to the Heavenly Human Realm, a serious Wu Shenyun was a force of nature, a terrifying calamity given human form.
"Heh, Yun Nu, if you only know how to run your mouth, then I'll be the one to take this broken-armed dog's life!"
Bai Bing's form dissolved. One moment she was there, the next she was a flicker of motion, a phantom of chilling frost that reappeared silently, impossibly, behind Zhang Zhiyun. Her longsword hummed, a low thrum of contained power. A sliver of sword light, so bright it seemed to burn a hole in the visual spectrum, erupted from its tip, aiming to split Zhang Zhiyun from his foundation to his crown.
[Ding! The Child of Destiny, Zhang Zhiyun, has been utterly humiliated. Plundering +9999 Destiny Points!]
[Ding! The Child of Destiny, Zhang Zhiyun, is consumed by fury. Plundering +9999 Destiny Points!]
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Rage contorted Zhang Zhiyun's features into a demonic mask. A wave of profound humiliation washed over him, hot and bitter. What did these two women take him for? A trophy in their bizarre contest? A mere stepping stone in their petty rivalry? They stood on the brink of a life-or-death battle, yet they were still bickering, trading taunts, not even deigning to look him in the eye as if he were a serious threat.
But beneath the rage, a cold terror bloomed. The power radiating from both women was staggering, pressing down on him with the weight of a mountain. He could feel death's cold fingers brushing against his soul, an inescapable premonition of his own demise. He couldn't afford a single moment of carelessness. One mistake, one instant of hesitation, and he would die here.
Originally, Zhang Zhiyun's plan had been simple, a matter of pride and retribution. Since Shen Anyu had swooped in and stolen his fiancée, Ji Xiaolin—the woman he had fallen for at first sight—he would return the favor in kind. An eye for an eye. He would snatch Shen Anyu's women and make him feel the same sting of loss and humiliation.
Now, facing the divine might of Wu Shenyun and the lethal grace of Bai Bing, that plan seemed like a child's fantasy. Forget snatching them; if he didn't unleash everything he had, his life would be over. Shen Anyu's women were not prizes to be won; they were disasters to be survived.
"You forced my hand! Die!"
Cornered and desperate, Zhang Zhiyun's eyes flashed a terrifying crimson. The demonic intent simmering in his heart erupted, hijacking his senses and flooding his veins with profane power.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
As his demonic transformation deepened, the very air around him began to writhe. Tendrils of a sickening, blackish-green energy—the Yin-Corrosion Devil Sword Qi—surged from his body, whipping through the void like venomous serpents. The Yin-Corrosion Devil Sword manifested, formless and invisible, yet its terrifying corrosive power saturated the room with a miasma of decay.
With a guttural roar, he unleashed it.
The torrent of corrosive energy slammed into the incoming attacks. The Great Witch phantom's world-shattering punch met the demonic qi and sizzled, its ethereal form dissolving like sugar in acid. Bai Bing's blade of pure light shattered against the foul energy, the light itself seeming to be eaten away and extinguished.
"Oh?"
"Eh?"
Both Wu Shenyun and Bai Bing registered a flicker of surprise. The intensely corrosive power emanating from Zhang Zhiyun was unexpected, startling them both. What was this technique? It was deeply demonic, corrosive to the extreme, and radiated an aura of pure, unadulterated evil.
Watching Zhang Zhiyun's blood-red eyes, Wu Shenyun's phoenix eyes narrowed. Her voice was a faint, dismissive whisper.
"He's already fallen into demonhood. It seems he cultivated an extraordinary demonic art. But… what good will that do?" Her lips curled into a disdainful smirk. "A small worm is still a small worm."
Wu Shenyun's expression was one of complete indifference. She didn't put Zhang Zhiyun in her eyes at all. Even with her cultivation suppressed to the Heavenly Human Realm, she still carried the absolute confidence of an invincible empress.
"Die!"
Her crimson lips once more touched the bamboo flute. The melody that flowed out this time was no longer a summons but a war drum. Each note was a command, sharpening the Great Witch phantom's outline, infusing it with a heart-stopping, violent might. The phantom roared and charged, blasting towards Zhang Zhiyun in a frenzy of destruction. Every punch it threw detonated the air, creating superheated sparks and arcs of raw lightning that streaked through the room. The assault was less a martial art and more like the continuous fire of an electromagnetic cannon.
The villa's interior became a warzone. The reinforced ground was blasted into craters, chunks of concrete pulverized into dust. The advanced alloy walls buckled and tore like paper under the relentless bombardment.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The streams of Yin-Corrosion Devil Sword Qi that Zhang Zhiyun desperately erected were violently scattered by the sheer brute force of the offensive. The phantom's fists punched through his defenses again and again.
Zhang Zhiyun's hair was a wild mess, his eyes crimson and feral. Blood, thick and dark, gushed from the corner of his mouth, flowing down his chin like a morbid torrent. Under the crushing, violent assault, he was forced back step by step, his entire body shaking uncontrollably from the impacts.
'Strong! Too strong!'
A tide of despair, cold and suffocating, rose in Zhang Zhiyun's crimson eyes.
'How can she be this strong? I've already achieved minor success with the Yin Corpse Devil Swordplay and broken through to the Heavenly Master realm! Shouldn't I be unrivaled in this world?'
But the reality was a cruel slap in the face. He hadn't even laid eyes on his true target, Shen Anyu, and he was already being systematically crushed by one of Shen Anyu's women.
'I am unwilling!' he screamed in his heart.
Wu Shenyun paid no heed to his inner turmoil. Her phoenix eyes remained indifferent, her slender, fair fingers dancing lightly over the bamboo flute. She watched Zhang Zhiyun's desperate struggle as one might watch an insect caught in a jar—there was no pride, no joy, merely the detached act of crushing a small worm.
Just then, Wu Shenyun's expression suddenly changed. A flicker of annoyance crossed her perfect features.
She was anxious!
'I've won!' Bai Bing's thoughts were a shard of ice.
Like a true phantom, she had used the chaos of Wu Shenyun's overwhelming attack as her cover. As the Ice Phoenix, queen of assassins in the international Dark World, frontal combat was never her specialty. Her art was the single, perfect, unseen strike. She moved through the swirling dust and debris, her presence utterly erased, her killing intent perfectly contained.
A silent, merciless sword light, devoid of any fanfare, suddenly erupted from the shadows, piercing straight towards the exposed small of Zhang Zhiyun's back!
It was a fatal blow.
'It's over!' The sudden, lethal threat was too close, too fast. Zhang Zhiyun was too late to dodge. Despair flooded his heart, a final, crushing wave.
At this moment, profound regret consumed him. If he had known it would come to this, he would have drawn upon the Yin Corpse Devil Sword Embryo from the start. He wouldn't have met such a pathetic end, failing here before he could even confront Shen Anyu!
Just then, a clear voice suddenly rang out:
"Zhang Yaqian, my Villa is quite big, you're welcome to come and play. If you get tired, just sleep, no problem at all..."
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