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65: Chapter 65 You little rat who only dares to peek! Time stands still!

"Why are you here?"

Chen Jiao hung in the air, one hand tightly gripping the demonic blade Nirvana, the other holding the wind and moon divine mirror.

The golden-red flames on Duan Gujin's body were restrained, but the pressure he emitted made Chen Jiao's heart turn cold.

He stared at Chen Jiao and said coldly, "Why am I here? Investigating the missing Disciples! The clues pointed here, and I didn't expect the culprit to be you!"

"I guessed it was you too!"

With his identity exposed, Duan Gujin's all-seeing posture, looking at him like a clown, completely enraged Chen Jiao.

"Jie jie jie!" Chen Jiao let out a crazed laugh, his eyes blood-red. "Duan Gujin! Just because you broke my corpse puppets and rely on Pure Yang Fire, you think you can be arrogant in a place of demonic artifacts? You think you've won?"

Duan Gujin laughed softly instead. "I say, Chen Jiao, I told Revered Master Yun Shuyao that your mind was crooked, but she didn't believe me! When she sees you like this, she'll know she was wrong!"

"Revered Master is mine!" Chen Jiao shrieked. "Does a hypocrite like you even deserve to mention her?"

Duan Gujin's mockery deepened. "You pervert! A rat who steals Revered Master's underwear just to sniff it!"

"You saw it that night too, didn't you? I was the one who carried the soft, delicate Revered Master back to her room!"

"Her cheeks were flushed like peaches as she leaned softly in my arms!"

"The faint scent of cold plum blossoms in her hair!"

“Tsk tsk, a rat like you who only dares to steal probably can't even imagine what that tastes like, right?”

"You were watching from the shadows that night, weren't you? You spineless coward! You only dared to watch!!! I, on the other hand, actually laid my hands on her!"

"Ahhh! Duan Gujin! I'll kill you!!" Chen Jiao's last shred of reason completely collapsed.

Jealousy, humiliation, and hatred exploded under the catalysis of the demonic artifact!

"Boom!"

The demonic blade Nirvana erupted with an unprecedentedly ferocious black light.

A terrifying blade astral that tore through space slashed toward Duan Gujin!

Simultaneously, the pink light of the wind and moon divine mirror flared brilliantly as countless pink Heart-Piercing Spears, capable of piercing the Divine Soul, struck toward Duan Gujin even faster!

With the combined attack of the two artifacts, a web of death instantly submerged Duan Gujin!

In the nick of time!

A speck of golden light lit up!

"Pure Yang Infinite · Solar True Astral!" Duan Gujin shouted low.

A massive shield of golden light and flame blocked his front, as an aura of extreme Yang swept out!

"Boom!"

The shadows of the Heart-Piercing Spears slammed into the golden shield; like ice meeting a raging fire, their tips rapidly melted and disintegrated!

“Clang!!!”

A deafening roar!

The pitch-black blade astral slashed heavily against the golden shield!

The Ice Abyss shook violently, and shockwaves ran rampant!

The golden shield vibrated intensely, and the profound ice beneath Duan Gujin's feet shattered.

His eyes were steady as he suddenly exerted force: "Break!"

The golden shield's light surged, looking like a miniature sun!

The Pure Yang Power surged upward!

“Sizzle!”

The front of the pitch-black blade astral began to collapse and evaporate, being forcibly pushed back!

"What?!" Chen Jiao was utterly horrified.

The moment his mind was shaken, Duan Gujin moved!

He turned into a golden-red stream of light, diving straight for the weakness in Chen Jiao's right arm, exposed by his full effort in driving the demonic blade!

He held his fingers like a sword, and a speck of extremely condensed Pure Yang golden light accurately struck the inner side of Chen Jiao's right wrist holding the blade!

"Puff!"

"Ugh, ah—!"

Chen Jiao howled in agony!

His right arm instantly lost all sensation.

A surge of searing, domineering Pure Yang True Essence, like a red-hot steel needle, pierced into the core nodes of his Demonic Technique and flowed backward into his Meridians!

Boom!

The Demonic Essence within Chen Jiao's body instantly fell into chaotic rampage!

Worse still, having lost its stable supply of Demonic Essence and sensing the invading Pure Yang Power, the demonic blade Nirvana hummed ferociously. It instinctively tried to devour the energy, resulting in a violent conflict between the chaotic Demonic Essence in Chen Jiao's body and the external Pure Yang True Essence!

"Ugh... ah!"

Chen Jiao's right arm visibly swelled and distorted!

Devilish Qi and golden light tore at each other frantically within his flesh and Meridians!

The intense pain nearly made him faint.

"Buzz!" The wind and moon divine mirror in his left hand was also affected. Its pink light flickered violently, and the power of the tentacles attacking Senior Brother Yang and Yun Xiangrong below was greatly reduced.

Chen Jiao's dual-artifact combined attack was completely dismantled by Duan Gujin's precise finger strike!

He hung in the air, supported entirely by the wind and moon divine mirror.

His right arm was like a furnace about to explode, bringing Soul-tearing pain.

His face was filled with agony, horror, and malice.

Duan Gujin was surrounded by brilliant light and flames, his voice like thunder: "Evil heretic! Chen Jiao, this is the end! Surrender now and confess everything, and perhaps I'll leave your corpse intact!"

Below, the pressure on Senior Brother Yang and Yun Xiangrong suddenly eased, and their eyes burned with the joy of survival and reverence.

Chen Jiao suddenly looked up, staring at Duan Gujin with venomous eyes before casting a malicious glance at the two below.

"Duan... Gujin... don't even... think... I haven't lost... Revered Master is... mine... you... all must die!!!"

Before his voice could fade, he suddenly looked down into the depths of the ice wall—those eerie Demonic Runes that had been faintly shimmering now sensed his near-death despair and sky-high hatred, and were flickering wildly at an unprecedented speed!

The last trace of humanity vanished from Chen Jiao's eyes, leaving only the madness of wanting to drag everyone down with him!

He struggled to lift his swollen right arm, pointing the demonic blade toward the depths of the ice wall where the runes flickered, and let out a non-human roar:

"Then... let's all die together!"

In the nick of time!

Golden light flashed in Duan Gujin's eyes as he shouted low:

"Freeze!"

A powerful force instantly erupted, covering the entire core of the Ice Abyss.

Time stopped.

The shockwaves, the ice shards, Chen Jiao's movements and expression, the ferocious light of the demonic blade, the flickering Demonic Runes on the ice wall...

Everything was as if frozen.

Only Duan Gujin could move.

He instantly rushed in front of Chen Jiao, his right palm carrying terrifying golden-red flames as he pressed it against Chen Jiao's chest.

“Sizzle!”

Starting from the point of contact, Chen Jiao's body rapidly melted and vaporized like snow. In the blink of an eye, he completely vanished, leaving not even ashes behind.

Duan Gujin immediately turned to the suspended demonic blade Nirvana.

His fingers were like a sword as he condensed a speck of golden light and struck the core of the demonic blade.

"Break!"

The black light on the demonic blade struggled violently. Then, the blade's body emitted a crisp sound as the Demonic Runes snapped and dimmed. The entire blade shattered into black powder and dissipated without a trace.

Finally, there was the wind and moon divine mirror.

Duan Gujin aimed his palm at it.

"Suppress!"

A golden rune lit up in his palm, and golden light enveloped the divine mirror.

The pink light twisted and struggled within the golden flames, but was soon purified and faded away, turning into a warm, jade-like luster.

The divine mirror shrank by a size, exuding a cold, moonlight-like aura.

With a thought, Duan Gujin commanded:

"Come!"

The refined jade mirror turned into a stream of light and flew obediently into his hand.

Time resumed its flow.

The shockwaves continued to rage, and ice shards fell.

The Demonic Runes on the ice wall, having lost their target, weakened their flickering. Their light dimmed, and that eerie fluctuation dissipated.

Below, Senior Brother Yang and Yun Xiangrong, who had been desperately resisting the pink tentacles just a second ago, suddenly—

The pressure was gone!

Chen Jiao was gone!

The demonic blade was gone!

The destructive aura was gone!

The wind and moon divine mirror was also gone!

Only Duan Gujin, surrounded by light and flames, hung in the air with a calm expression.

He opened his palm, upon which floated that small jade mirror emitting moonlight.

What happened?!

Senior Brother Yang and Yun Xiangrong were completely frozen.

They only saw Chen Jiao finally raising his hand to point at the ice wall...

And then, it felt like their senses just blurred for a moment!

Chen Jiao—completely vanished!

The demonic blade—turned to ashes!

The wind and moon divine mirror—became a docile jade mirror in Duan Gujin's hand!

The Ice Abyss eerily returned to tranquility.

This... how is this possible?!

Everything that just happened was completely beyond their understanding!

It felt as if Duan Gujin had manipulated time and space!

A massive shock overwhelmed the two of them.

They looked at Duan Gujin in the air, their eyes filled with awe and a hint of fear.

This wasn't just being powerful; it was simply on another level!

Duan Gujin... just how strong was he?!

Duan Gujin glanced at them, his gaze returning to the jade mirror in his hand.

With the crisis resolved and the spoils of war in hand, the anger in his heart finally subsided.

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