557: Senior Sister Luo

The freezing, deathly silent winds atop the cliff seemed to freeze the moment Yao Delong descended!

Buzz—!

A terrifying Divine Sense, more unfathomable than the ten-thousand-foot abyss below, erupted like the brilliant divine radiance of a blazing sun!

Without warning or reason, it swept out, instantly covering the entire steep and jagged black cliff area!

That Divine Sense was overbearing to the extreme, sweeping across every inch of rock with the force of a physical impact,

every wisp of airflow, and even the hidden nodes deep within the earth's veins!

Hiding in the folds of the cliff face and in temporarily opened demonic caves underground,

those remnants of the Demonic Path who thought they were perfectly hidden suddenly felt as if their Souls were being scorched by a red-hot iron!

“Argh—!”

“No! It's a Primordial Spirit attack! A Soul Transformation powerhouse!”

“Pfft!” ...Shrill, inhuman screams, desperate groans, and the muffled sounds of flesh bursting suddenly erupted from various hidden corners!

They rose one after another!

Yao Delong hovered in mid-air with his hands behind his back, his green robes fluttering, his gaze as deep as an abyss, yet invisible golden flames seemed to dance and swirl deep within his pupils!

“Nirvana Soul Domain”—a Heart Sword Primordial Spirit secret technique!

A terrifying power that fused the Great Sun Primordial Spirit Origin with the resonance of that trace of the Law of Yang!

One's thought is the Sword Domain! One's killing intent is a Divine Soul storm!

The Golden Core Stage demonic Cultivators, almost the instant the Divine Sense swept over them, saw their eyes lose all light,

their pupils dilating like black holes, as their Sea of Consciousness collapsed under the impact of the absolute mental storm!

Their bodies went limp without a sound, like old cloth bags from which the Soul had been drained.

Unable to put up even a trace of struggle, their Divine Souls were annihilated on the spot!

Most Nascent Soul demonic Cultivators barely managed to endure for a moment using their Nascent Soul Origin, but they too bled from their seven orifices,

their heads splitting with pain as if their Divine Souls were being frantically pierced and stirred by countless fine needles,

clutching their heads in their hiding places and letting out the wails of dying beasts, their True Essence in chaos and their magic power out of control!

Only three Nascent Soul Great Perfection Devil Heads saw their faces turn as pale as gold paper, the veins on their foreheads bulging as if they were about to burst!

Their Nascent Souls shook within their Origin spaces as if about to shatter, and their Seas of Consciousness were turned upside down!

That silent yet Soul-deep cold sword chime cut through their very essence of will!

They too fell to the ground, twitching in pain and screaming, desperately mobilizing their Nascent Soul power to construct fragile defenses,

trying to resist this omnipresent mental grinding that crushed down like the sky falling! They no longer had any strength left to fight!

Several Nascent Soul demonic Elders, who had been hiding at the entrance of the largest demonic cave and preparing for a desperate struggle,

were now struck as if by a giant hammer, spitting blood as they stumbled out of the cave entrance, exposed,

looking up in terror and despair at the figure in the sky who seemed like a god or demon!

In an instant, the entire area became a purgatory filled with wailing!

And at the center of this terrifying Nirvana Soul Domain...

That alluring purple figure perched on a protruding rock by the cliff edge, who had just been trying to escape with the Withered Bone Demonic Zither—

Luo Tianying—suddenly let out a pained groan! Her body shook violently!

Ding!

The lips visible beneath her mask were tightly pursed, a trace of bright red leaking from the corner of her mouth!

Beneath that half of a strange and magnificent mask, her narrow eyes shot out a sharp light of unbelievable shock!

She forcibly suppressed the splitting pain surging through her Sea of Consciousness!

She was stronger than the others! She was at the Soul Transformation stage!

But this terrifying Domain power that directly impacted the Primordial Spirit Origin... was actually so overbearing and powerful!

It far exceeded the concept of an ordinary Late Stage Soul Transformation!

Before this power, her demonic Primordial Spirit was like a lonely boat on the surface of an exploding star,

shaking violently as it was struck by the boundless torrent of Soul-scorching light!

She mobilized all her focus, and her vast but slightly sinister purple Demonic Essence light transformed into layers of Withered Bone demonic sound waves in her Sea of Consciousness,

desperately resisting the silent yet omnipresent aftershocks of the “Heart Sword” charm that seemed intent on igniting and incinerating her Soul!

Every moment felt like wading through a fiery abyss while carrying the weight of ten thousand tons!

At the very moment she was resisting with all her might, her mind tensed to the limit...

Whoosh!

Without the slightest spatial ripple...

A figure, as heavy as a mountain yet as burning as the arrival of the great sun,

had silently appeared three feet in front of her! It was like teleportation!

Yao Delong's deep, calm eyes, which seemed to contain the vortex of an entire burning nebula,

now held a trace of a half-smile and a searching look, firmly locking onto the tall and curvaceous demoness before him,

who was dressed in a dark purple demon-patterned gown and wearing a strange purple-gold mask...

The distance was so close!

The overwhelming, pure, and condensed Soul Transformation pressure, like solid red gold, came rushing at her,

mixed with a burning yet supreme masculine Law charm, acting like an invisible cage that firmly fixed her in place...

That aura... it was too familiar!

It was a refined warmth mixed with the Great Sun Furnace Origin, yet it also carried a terrifying sharpness capable of incinerating all evil!

Yao Delong's gaze swept over the half-mask painted with a demon bat totem, and his brow furrowed imperceptibly.

This strange mask blocked some of his senses, but through the gaps in the mask, he saw that panicked yet stubbornly defiant gaze... “Heh...” A low chuckle escaped his throat, filled with a playfulness that saw through everything.

Luo Tianying's nerves were tensed to the extreme as her purple eyes stared fixedly at the man just inches away,

vigilance, malice, fear... and a trace of complex emotion she hadn't even noticed herself were churning within her.

She knew she was caught, completely caught! That mental Domain that silently killed Golden Cores and turned Nascent Souls into mush,

and this god-like, unpredictable instant teleportation and locking... the person before her,

was no longer that little Cultivator who had been chased around in the God Burial Abyss Secret Realm! He was powerful to the point of despair!

A cold voice with a hint of raspy magnetism struggled out from between her lips,

trembling slightly under the suffocating pressure of the Domain:

“Yao... Delong! Truly... unexpected... after we parted at the Burial God Abyss,

it's only been how long... your... cultivation progress is so divine... you've already reached Mid-stage Soul Transformation... no! Far more than that!

You've actually reached Late Stage Soul Transformation?!” Every word seemed to be squeezed from between her teeth, filled with shock and resentment.

The corners of Yao Delong's mouth slowly curled into a cold and playful arc, as if he had heard something extremely interesting.

He leaned forward slightly, and the sense of oppression increased sharply!

His voice, carrying a trace of burning Yang Qi, rang out lowly, each word striking clearly on Luo Tianying's tensed heartstrings:

“Oh? Senior Sister Luo... Tianying?”

He accurately called out her identity, the mockery in his tone deepening,

“My meager level of cultivation, speaking of which... I must thank Senior Sister for her ‘full support’ in the God Burial Abyss Secret Realm!”

Luo Tianying's violet pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints! The color instantly drained from the face beneath her mask!

The Burial God Abyss! That humiliation, chaos, and forced Fusion with its forbidden pleasure... like the sharpest blade, it ruthlessly gouged open her deeply buried memories!

“If it weren't for the taste of Senior Sister, this ‘excellent Cauldron’...”

Yao Delong's tone remained unchanged, but his gaze was as sharp as a knife, cutting through Luo Tianying's psychological defenses,

“I'm afraid I would have had to struggle in that abyss mire for many more years before breaking through that Nascent Soul barrier! As for you, Senior Sister...”