74: Chapter 74 You want it? Here you go!

"Wind Spirit Intent..."

A flash of enlightenment emerged from the depths of Leng Qingshuang's heart.

This was a type of Domain power that allowed one to quickly comprehend the Law of Wind.

Comprehending Domain power should have been a joyful event.

But at this moment, she could not bring herself to be happy.

Wind Spirit Intent was the Bloodline Power Legacy of the cultivation clan, the Feng Clan.

It required one to break through the shackles of emotion under extreme emotional stimulation, and then the Domain could be awakened directly!

She looked at the Wind Spirit Blades that were spinning crazily in the surrounding air, yet moved as if they were an extension of her own arms.

Her eyes were filled with bitterness!

If she could, she would rather not have awakened this Wind Spirit Intent Domain!

All she wanted was for her Rebellious Disciple to return safely!

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

Just at this moment.

Three black shadows tore through the air and arrived.

The three Mahayana Stage experts from the Netherworld Hall had finally caught up.

They had originally been puzzled as to why Leng Qingshuang had suddenly stopped moving.

But seeing the terrifying aura erupting from her body at this moment, all three of their expressions changed.

"This is... Wind Spirit Intent?"

The black-robed elder in the lead exclaimed in shock, his eyes filled with terror as he looked at Leng Qingshuang.

The Master of Netherworld Hall was even more incredulous: "Impossible! The Feng Clan was wiped out long ago..."

He looked at Leng Qingshuang's eyes as she suddenly turned to face them, and only then did he react: "No wonder you started hunting us down the moment you saw me!"

"You are actually a survivor of the Feng Clan!"

Another person, looking at Leng Qingshuang, felt his expression shift slightly and secretly sent a telepathic message to the other two:

"This woman has just awakened Wind Spirit Intent, her aura is chaotic, and her mind is unstable!"

"A Mahayana Stage Wind Spirit Intent; if we kill her and refine her flesh and blood, we are highly likely to obtain the Feng Clan Bloodline!"

Hearing this, a flash of greed instantly crossed the eyes of the Master of Netherworld Hall and the other person!

The Netherworld Hall possessed a Divine Ability called the Blood Melting Technique!

It could refine the flesh and blood of others and then fuse it with one's own!

This gave one a certain probability of obtaining the other party's Bloodline Power!

Back then, the Feng Clan did not need to Cultivate; they could ignore Realms and awaken the Wind Spirit Intent, a Domain of the Law of Wind, simply through extreme emotions.

This kind of Bloodline Power naturally made countless people envious!

In order to obtain this Bloodline Power, the Netherworld Hall had masterminded the massacre of the Feng Clan.

Unexpectedly, they had actually missed one: Leng Qingshuang!

If it were before, the three of them would still have been three parts wary.

But at this moment, they could clearly perceive the chaos in Leng Qingshuang's aura.

This was a sign of a shattered Dao Heart!

"Seize the opportunity! Attack!"

A fierce look flashed in the eyes of the Master of Netherworld Hall, and with an angry shout, he was the first to act!

"Ten Thousand Souls Soul-Devouring Curse!"

He flipped his wrist, and a Magic Treasure resembling a short flute instantly appeared in his hand.

As he injected his Devilish Qi into it,

Ten million remnant souls from the Netherworld flew toward Leng Qingshuang.

In an instant, the remnant souls blotted out the sky, and countless wails were heard incessantly, causing anyone who heard them to suffer a collapse of their Divine Soul!

The other two no longer hesitated.

They simultaneously unleashed their own Magic Treasures and surrounded Leng Qingshuang!

"Netherworld Demon-Suppressing Seal!"

"Nine Nether Soul-Devouring Flame!"

The sky above Qingyun City was instantly filled with towering Devilish Qi!

Leng Qingshuang, however, seemed to suddenly return to her senses, watching the three of them surround and attack her.

Beneath her originally cold and clear eyes, a stunning cyan light suddenly flashed.

There was no fear in her eyes, no hesitation.

All that remained was endless killing intent!

"Scram!"

She gave a light shout, without swinging her sword, and in fact, she did not even move a finger!

It was just a single glance!

"Hum!"

The sky full of wind blades lingering around her body instantly trembled!

A gentle breeze blew past.

The three from the Netherworld Hall suddenly felt a frantic sense of alarm in their hearts!

A death intent that made their hearts tremble suddenly enveloped them.

Without time to think, they subconsciously raised the Magic Treasures in their hands to block their vital points!

"Whoosh!"

Ten million invisible and colorless Sword Qi of the Wind Spirit made only a faint, almost inaudible sound.

And then...

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The three of them felt their hands suddenly lighten.

The Heaven Rank Magic Treasures in their hands were actually sliced into fragments like tofu the moment they touched the Wind Spirit Intent!

"What?!"

The three were horrified and hurriedly flew backward to retreat!

They could not understand how, with Leng Qingshuang's Dao Heart shattered and her mind in chaos, she could still possess such terrifying strength?

But their bodies had not even moved yet.

"Puff, puff, puff!"

Three pillars of blood erupted simultaneously.

On their chests, a large hole that went right through appeared.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two corpses instantly fell from the sky.

Their Primordial Spirits did not even have time to escape before they were sliced into pieces of mince within the Wind Spirit Intent.

Their bodies died, and their Dao dissipated!

"Damn it!"

Of the three, only the Master of Netherworld Hall, while retreating rapidly, bore the bloody hole in his chest and decisively executed the "Blood Demon Disintegration Great Art"!

"Bang!"

Blood splattered!

Three peerless experts who were capable of running rampant in a region.

Were actually killed in seconds by Leng Qingshuang in a single breath!

Two dead, one escaped!

Leng Qingshuang stood like a god of slaughter descended into the world.

She stood in mid-air.

Her cyan dress fluttered violently in the wind.

She looked in the direction where the Master of Netherworld Hall had fled but had no intention of pursuing him.

The most important thing right now was to find her Rebellious Disciple!

Leng Qingshuang looked up at the array barrier of Qingyun City, a flash of impatience crossing her eyes.

She no longer wasted time.

She directly expanded her Divine Sense and violently searched by force!

She no longer cared about the Restrictions of Qingyun City.

Her Divine Sense instantly enveloped the entire Qingyun City.

In the void, golden sparks constantly rubbed against each other and appeared.

Houses, corners, alleys...

Suddenly!

She looked up toward the west gate of the city.

Her expression changed abruptly, and she shouted angrily:

"You dare to touch my person!"

"You are courting death!"

There, a person in black was carrying a large black sack and was slowly intending to leave the city!

The sack was bulging, and the item inside was clearly not small!

And the aura of Chen Yan that Leng Qingshuang sensed came from inside the sack.

Although weak, she could be certain that it was her own Rebellious Disciple!

In that instant, the gloom and fear in Leng Qingshuang's heart were swept away!

But replacing them was an even more surging killing intent!

A group of rats hiding in the shadows, failing to scheme against her, actually dared to plot against her disciple; they were simply deserving of death!

Her figure flashed, turning into sword light, and she headed straight for the west city gate.

And that person in black also seemed to have sensed something.

He turned his head to look at the streak of sword light in the sky.

He grinned.

Then.

Under Leng Qingshuang's surprised gaze.

He also turned into a streak of light and headed straight out of the city!

Judging by his speed, it was not the slightest bit inferior to Leng Qingshuang!

Leng Qingshuang's eyes turned cold, and she urged the spiritual power in her body, pursuing relentlessly!

Rebellious Disciple, hold on!

Your master is coming to save you!

The two followed one after another, the sword light cutting through the night sky like a meteor!

But after chasing for more than half an hour, the distance between the two was still about a hundred zhang!

"Sword Venerable Shuanghua, you have been chasing for so long, aren't you tired?"

The person in black, carrying Chen Yan, suddenly spoke to tease her, his voice hoarse, making it impossible to tell his true tone.

Leng Qingshuang's face was cold, and she did not answer, merely driving her speed to the limit!

The person in black raised an eyebrow, revealing a mocking expression.

He glanced at the position ahead, his lips curling: We've arrived!

As expected, a cliff suddenly appeared below them ahead.

The figure of the person in black stalled, and carrying Chen Yan, he turned around.

Leng Qingshuang's expression tightened, and she shouted coldly: "Hand over the person, and I can spare your life!"

The person in black laughed and surprisingly agreed readily: "You want him? Then take him!"

As he spoke, he lifted Chen Yan high and handed him toward Leng Qingshuang.

But looking at the joy appearing on Leng Qingshuang's face, the person in black curled his lips.

The next second.

His hand loosened!

The black sack containing Chen Yan instantly fell crazily toward the abyss below!

"Chen Yan!"