322: carrion

Xu Sanyan lifted her close to his lips, his scarlet tongue darting out to gently kiss her delicate neck, his fangs scraping against her throat as if searching for a place to bite.

This extremely perverse appearance filled Princeess Zheyun with endless terror; she felt this person might be somewhat abnormal, and thus became even more frightened.

"Please let me go... If you let me go, I... I am willing to pay, I have many Spirit Stones, I can give them all to you!"

Princeess Zheyun frantically begged for mercy, feeling a slight prickling pain on her neck, understanding that her life was in his hands.

Xu Sanyan's dark eyes met hers, a smile gradually forming at the corners of his mouth, then becoming more unrestrained, finally unable to help but laugh wildly,

"Hahahahaha..."

Suddenly, his smile vanished, and he looked at her with an icy expression, "You want me to let you go? But have you ever let me go?"

He had already fled into Luan Yun Mountain, but this group of people still relentlessly pursued him, disturbing him without a moment's peace.

Princeess Zheyun was confused and asked tremblingly, "What do you mean? I have never had any involvement with you; it's all the grievances between the Wang family and Gan Country. I am willing to pay for my life."

She mistook Xu Sanyan for a member of the Wang family. Although the two sides were sworn enemies, it wasn't specific to them. If she was spared, she could get many Spirit Stones, so why not?

"Heh, no involvement?"

Xu Sanyan sneered, leaning into her ear and whispering, "Didn't you enter the mountain to find me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a pair of fangs had already pierced her neck, and her vital blood surged into his body along the fangs, rapidly healing his injuries.

Princeess Zheyun's pupils widened, her mind a blank, her gaze blankly fixed on Xu Sanyan, struggling as if trying to say something, but only able to emit meaningless whimpers.

"Uh... you are... Xu..."

"Crack!"

Xu Sanyan reached out and snapped her head, interrupting her words and making it easier for his fangs to penetrate.

Princeess Zheyun's eyes immediately lost their color, becoming empty, and her fair, smooth skin began to wither as her vital blood drained away.

In a mere instant, a delicate beauty had already perished, turning into a withered corpse. Even after her death, her shriveled face still bore intense disbelief.

She couldn't believe she would die, nor could she believe that the person before her was the target she had been seeking.

"Crack~"

Xu Sanyan squeezed with his large hand, and the withered corpse turned into scattered dust, a dignified princess, leaving no corpse behind after her death.

Such methods were no better than those of the White Dragon Temple before.

"Ah~"

Xu Sanyan tilted his head back and let out a long breath, his two arms at his ribs having already returned to normal.

The mottled light curtain completely dissipated at this moment, having lasted for less than half an hour.

Retreating from his Dao Body, he casually picked up Princeess Zheyun's Storage Pouch, then turned and collected the other four's, not having time to inspect them, his gaze turning upwards.

The battle between the two was still ongoing; the vast golden light was like a brilliant sun, dyeing the entire sky golden.

The Grand Elder stood suspended in mid-air, his treasured sword hanging by his side, a golden rainbow like the sword's tail, swaying erratically in the sky.

Nine small swords slowly rotated around the Grand Elder, the blazing golden light making him appear like a Heavenly God.

In contrast, the nine Cultivators of the Wang family had exhausted their magical power and collapsed to the ground, unable to move even a pinky finger; the golden small swords had completely drained them.

The remaining Soul Cultivators of the Wang family were resisting the people of Gan Country.

Most of the Cultivators from Gan Country were in the Mystic Path Realm; although numerous, they could only fight to a draw, and the final victory depended on the Grand Elder and the other in the sky.

The Taoist Nun stood distantly opposite, the electric light on her azure blade flickering, but weaker than before.

Xu Sanyan focused his gaze, seeing a long wound on the Taoist Nun's sleeve, drops of fresh blood staining her Taoist robe.

The Grand Elder looked at her arm, a faint smile appearing on his calm face, "Miss Mei, how is this 'Nine Extremes Immortal Slaying Array' of mine? Are you satisfied?"

"Heh, mere parlor tricks." The Taoist Nun's heart grew heavier, but her face still showed disdain.

"Hahahaha..."

The Grand Elder shook his head and chuckled, "Since that's the case, then please, Miss Mei, appraise it again."

After speaking, he formed a sword with two fingers, and as his magical power circulated, a vast aura surged forth, the golden light surrounding him instantly becoming more intense, and the nine small swords formed a circle, their tips pointed directly at the Taoist Nun.

"Go!"

The Grand Elder roared, and the small swords arrived in an instant, moving at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, as if piercing the Void Realm, reaching the Taoist Nun in a flash.

Xu Sanyan, observing from below, was startled; his vision couldn't keep up with the small sword. If such an attack were directed at him, he probably couldn't even withstand a single move.

"He Dao Realm..."

Xu Sanyan murmured to himself, was this the strength of a He Dao Realm expert?

Truly terrifying!

The He Dao Realm had already begun to initially touch the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, but how exactly they touched it, and what methods they possessed, he knew nothing about.

He only knew that with his current strength, encountering a He Dao Realm would only lead to death.

In this era where Immortals did not appear and Saints lived in seclusion, the He Dao Realm was the highest cultivation he could witness, and they were among the pinnacle of the cultivation world.

He Dao Realm Cultivators were extremely rare; even a top Sect like the Tongxin Demon Sect only openly had three.

Suddenly, a loud bang in the sky interrupted Xu Sanyan's thoughts, as two rays of light, one gold and one blue, violently collided,

The surging air currents swept across the sky and earth, large trees were uprooted, and ancient trees as thick as a person were immediately snapped in half, as if it were the end of the world.

"Boom~!!"

Instantly, time seemed to stand still. In a daze, Xu Sanyan seemed to see a subtle crack appearing in the Void Realm, a profound darkness flashing for a moment, then disappearing again.

The two colors were as distinct as oil and water, and two figures stood in mid-air, confronting each other, yielding not an inch.

Everyone below scattered, no longer caring about anything else. If they were accidentally caught in it, they probably wouldn't even leave a complete corpse.

The Grand Elder's wild laughter echoed through the sky, "Hahahaha, old demoness, today is your day of death!"

He no longer pretended, no longer calling her Miss Mei, directly calling the Taoist Nun an old demoness.

The Taoist Nun struggled to support herself, her face contorted as she squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth, "You forced me to do this!!"

"Boom!"

As soon as her words fell, the Taoist Nun's body began to rapidly swell as if inflated, and something inside her Taoist robe seemed to sprout and grow.

Even her once rather handsome face began to bloat, and lumps of flesh grew on her face, their red and white colors resembling rotten flesh left for many days, extremely disgusting and terrifying.

Flesh and blood burst through her Taoist robe, squeezing out, and large and small light red tumors covered her entire body, looking exactly like a corpse soaked in water.

Witnessing this scene, Xu Sanyan's pupils instantly widened, the sense of horror in his heart indescribable; at this moment, he felt as if he had seen something extraordinary.