Chapter 113 Su Qingyue's Unyielding Spirit: Rather Break Her Legs Than Kneel Before a False God!
"Whoosh!"
The purple tentacle, covered in barbs and dripping with green slime, tore through the frozen air.
It carried a nauseating mental corruption, striking straight at Mu Qingxue's smooth forehead.
At this moment.
Time seemed to be infinitely stretched.
Because Mu Qingxue had overdrawn her Ice Phoenix Origin, she didn't even have the strength to lift a finger right now.
She could only watch in despair as that disgusting tentacle grew larger and larger in her pupils.
"Am I... going to become one of those mindless monsters?"
Mu Qingxue smiled bitterly.
If that happened, she would rather detonate her Sea of Consciousness at the last moment than let this pure body of hers become such a filthy thing.
"Get away! Don't touch her!"
Just at the critical moment when the tentacle was about to pierce her.
A roar filled with determination and madness sounded.
Su Qingyue!
This young lady of the Su Family, who had previously been knocked to the ground vomiting blood by Blue Nether's pressure.
Somehow, she erupted with a shocking power, forcing herself to stand up against the pressure of a Half-step Grandmaster!
She had no energy left to perform any flashy sword techniques.
She simply threw herself forward like a mother lion protecting her cub.
Using her own body, she blocked the space in front of Mu Qingxue!
"Qingyue! No!" Mu Qingxue's eyes split, and she cried out in shock.
"Puchi!"
The dull sound of flesh being pierced rang out.
That purple tentacle did not hit Mu Qingxue.
Instead, it viciously and without obstruction pierced into Su Qingyue's left shoulder!
"Ugh!"
Su Qingyue let out a muffled groan, her pretty face instantly turning pale as paper.
An extremely cold and evil mental toxin surged madly into her body along the tentacle, attempting to corrode her sanity.
"Qingyue!"
Mu Qingxue tried desperately to catch the swaying Su Qingyue, tears streaming down her face.
"I... I'm fine..."
Su Qingyue bit her lower lip so hard she drew blood.
Enduring the excruciating pain of her Soul being devoured by ten thousand ants, she actually stretched out her right hand, which was stained red with blood.
She grabbed the tentacle stuck in her shoulder with a death grip!
"Want to control me? Dream on!"
Golden flames burned in Su Qingyue's eyes.
That was the last, most fundamental phoenix blood remaining in her body!
"Boom!"
The golden-red flames spread along her arm and directly onto the purple tentacle.
This extremely rigid and yang Nirvana fire was the nemesis of the Deep Sea Filth.
"Squeak—!"
The tentacle let out a sharp, shrill scream like a living creature being scalded, and the barbs at the tip twisted wildly, actually pulling itself out of Su Qingyue's shoulder.
Blue Nether floated in mid-air, looking at the charred tentacle with a gloomy face.
"Ignorant ant."
His pupil-less fish eyes stared coldly at Su Qingyue.
"How dare your lowly Bloodline burn the holy body bestowed by the god?"
"Since you refuse to accept the baptism, I will first strip away your dignity, and then crush your flesh bit by bit!"
Boom!
Blue Nether was completely enraged.
He no longer held back, and the terrifying pressure of a Half-step Grandmaster erupted completely without reservation!
This pressure was no longer indiscriminate suppression.
Instead, it was condensed into substance, turning into an invisible mountain that pressed heavily onto the shoulders of everyone in the great hall.
"Crack, crack..."
In the corner.
Those captives who were originally protected by Iliya's "Domain" could not withstand this disaster-like pressure.
"Thump! Thump!"
Hundreds of people fell to their knees in unison, some even pressed onto the cold ground, bleeding from their seven orifices, emitting painful wails.
Even Iliya could not resist the absolute suppression of this Half-step Grandmaster.
Her nine crystal-clear tails were pressed tightly against the ground.
"Woo..."
Iliya let out a painful whimper, her legs went weak, and she was forced to kneel.
But she still used all her strength to maintain the barrier around Jiang Chen's armchair, not letting a single bit of pressure interfere with her master's sleep.
"See that?"
Blue Nether opened his arms, like a god high above, enjoying the pleasure of all living things submitting.
"Under the brilliance of the Sea God, all things must kneel!"
"And you..."
Blue Nether pointed fiercely at Su Qingyue, who was still struggling to hold on.
"Why do you not kneel?!"
Hum!
All the pressure concentrated on Su Qingyue alone like a tsunami.
"Crack!"
The ice crystal floor under Su Qingyue's feet instantly filled with spiderweb-like cracks and sank downward.
She only felt as if she were carrying a ten-thousand-ton boulder on her shoulders, and her spine let out a groan of unbearable burden.
The intense pain made her tremble all over, sweat mixed with blood, soaking her back.
"Kneel! Become a slave of the Sea God, and I shall grant you eternal life!"
Blue Nether's bewitching magic voice echoed madly in Su Qingyue's mind.
"Thump."
Su Qingyue's left knee finally gave way, smashing heavily onto the ground and shattering the ice layer.
"Good girl, that's right..." Blue Nether showed a satisfied smile.
But his smile hadn't fully bloomed.
It froze on his face.
"Click!"
Su Qingyue slammed the broken, dull sword into the ice floor in front of her.
She gripped the hilt tightly with both hands, her knuckles turning white from the force, even seeping blood.
She forced herself to hold her body up with this broken sword.
Keeping her right leg, which was about to kneel, stiffly straight!
Better to break than to bend!
Su Qingyue raised her head; her face, which was originally peerlessly beautiful, was now covered in blood and dirt.
But her eyes, burning with golden flames, were so bright that one dared not look directly at them.
It was a kind of pride deep in the bone marrow, the unyielding iron bones of a family Sword Cultivator!
"Kneel to you?"
A blood-stained sneer curled at the corner of Su Qingyue's mouth. Although her voice was hoarse, it carried a determination that would not break.
"My Su Family has cultivated the sword for generations; we only respect Heaven and Earth, not ghosts and gods!"
"You, a monster hiding your head and showing your tail, neither human nor ghost..."
Su Qingyue suddenly pulled out the broken sword, the tip pointing directly at Blue Nether in mid-air, and let out a roar that resounded through the great hall.
"Are you worthy of making me kneel?!"
"Presumptuous!"
Blue Nether felt he had been greatly insulted.
A mere ant in the Organ Refining Realm dared to provoke his divine authority in public?!
"Since your legs are so hard, I will grant you your wish and smash them all to pieces!"
Blue Nether roared angrily.
The Deep Sea Filth behind him surged madly, actually condensing into a Deep Sea Trident more than ten zhang long, emitting a terrifying aura of destruction!
"Die!"
Blue Nether waved one hand.
The giant trident tore through the air with a shrill sonic boom, like divine punishment, smashing down heavily towards the top of Su Qingyue's head!
This blow.
Even a Peak Grandmaster would have to avoid its edge.
Let alone Su Qingyue, who was already at the end of her rope and couldn't even stand steadily?
"Qingyue!"
"Sister Su!"
Mu Qingxue and Iliya exclaimed in despair.
Su Qingyue watched the trident growing larger in her pupils, but she did not close her eyes.
In her eyes, there was only relief.
"Jiang Chen... I didn't embarrass you, did I..."
She used her last bit of strength to turn her head and look at the armchair placed in the center of the great hall.
Just at this moment of life and death.
On the armchair.
The boy who had been sleeping all along suddenly moved.
No True Qi erupted, no earth-shattering anomalies.
Jiang Chen just extremely impatiently raised the right hand that had been resting on the armrest.
He didn't even fully open his eyes; he just squinted, his eyes filled with a thick Waking Up Anger.
"So noisy..."
Jiang Chen's voice was very light, like someone who had just woken up muttering.
But the hand he raised was extremely precise, extremely casual, towards the giant trident smashing down in mid-air.
Gently, he flicked his finger.
"Dang!"
An extremely crisp sound, like metal striking stone, rang out in the great hall.
The scene froze strangely at this moment.
That Deep Sea Trident, carrying the full blow of a Half-step Grandmaster, enough to destroy the entire great hall.
Less than half a meter above Su Qingyue's head.
It stopped dead.
And what blocked this heaven-destroying blow.
Was merely the index finger Jiang Chen had flicked out.
Slender, fair, looking devoid of any power.
Yet it was like an unshakeable Dinghai God Needle.
"Crack... crack..."
Accompanied by the tooth-aching sound of shattering.
The giant trident, starting from the point of contact with Jiang Chen's finger.
Actually spread out countless dense cracks!
"This... how is this possible?!"
Blue Nether, floating in mid-air, was about to pop his eyes out.
He felt that his trident hadn't hit a finger, but an impassable divine mountain!
"I just had a good dream."
Jiang Chen slowly retracted his finger.
He finally opened his eyes.
Those originally pitch-black eyes were now like two black holes devouring everything, emitting an extreme malice more terrifying than the deep sea.
He glanced at the blood-covered Mu Qingxue, glanced at the single-knee-kneeling, stubborn and unyielding Su Qingyue, and then glanced at the aggrieved-looking Iliya.
Jiang Chen's gaze became incomparably cold.
"I finally managed to gather the cooling, heating, and the cushion..."
He stood up from the armchair, the blood-colored coat on his body moving without wind.
"You actually smashed my bedroom?"
"Bang!"
As Jiang Chen's voice fell.
The giant Deep Sea Trident shattered with a bang, turning into ice shavings that filled the sky and dissipated in the air.
Jiang Chen raised his head, his eyes, like those looking at a dead person, locked tightly onto Blue Nether in mid-air.
"Have you thought about how you want to die?"