141: Chapter 141 Still want to self-destruct? Just surrender obediently!

Inside the secret room, scarlet light collided with the golden-blue Chaos Spiritual Qi!

Crack.

Su Yun applied force with his palm once again.

Blood Consort's pinned wrist emitted the sound of bones shattering; the wrist bone was completely crushed, and jagged white bone fragments even pierced through the skin, leaving it drenched in blood.

"Ah—!"

A scream of agony tore through the originally ambiguous atmosphere of the secret room.

Blood Consort's eyes were instantly filled with shock.

It was clearly a certain-kill trap, so how was it seen through so easily?

Not only that, she found she couldn't even manage the most basic resistance; his hand clamped onto her like iron pincers.

This was simply not the reaction or strength a Lower Realm Body Integration Stage Cultivator should possess!

How was this possible?

She was a killing machine nurtured by the Heaven Burial Palace with countless resources and the essence blood of thousands of Cultivators!

She possessed the strength of a Half-step Immortal Monarch!

"Get off me!"

Blood Consort roared, her beautiful face twisting, no longer possessing even a hint of Zi Yun's gentleness.

The blood-fiend power lurking within her body suddenly awakened, the scarlet power flowing backward along her Meridians, attempting to forcibly blast away Su Yun, who was pressing down on her.

A pungent, metallic wind raged within the secret room.

The temperature of the originally warm air plummeted, and a layer of scarlet blood-frost instantly condensed on the surface of the carpet.

The Formation runes on the walls also began to flicker violently, emitting sounds of being overwhelmed.

"With only the foundation of a Half-step Immortal Monarch, you dare to bark before me?"

Su Yun sneered, his deep eyes devoid of any ripples, instead reflecting a confidence that controlled everything.

"In my Inner Heaven and Earth, even if a true Upper Realm Immortal Lord comes, they would have to behave and stay coiled up for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Yun's gaze sharpened, and with a slight thought.

Buzz!

The Lower Realm Heavenly Dao Origin mark lying dormant deep within his Sea of Consciousness began to operate.

A force representing the will of a world descended into this secret room following Su Yun's will.

Space instantly solidified, and the Laws came to a direct standstill.

It was as if time had been paused at this moment.

The blood-fiend power Blood Consort had just unleashed, which was enough to destroy a city.

Before it could spread, it was forcibly pressed back deep into her Dantian by an irresistible force.

"What's going on?! What on earth did you do to me?!"

Blood Consort was terrified, the mask on her face twisting and writhing in her panic.

"Ahhhhh!"

Blood Consort let out a shrill scream.

Until this moment, she finally realized.

The man before her was not some prey obsessed with beauty at all.

This was a monster in human skin!

"Since I can't kill you... then let's die together!"

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Blood Consort's eyes.

The assassin's code: if the mission fails, it means destruction.

She forcibly bit the tip of her tongue, burning her Origin, as a destructive fluctuation erupted from the depths of her Divine Soul.

She was going to self-detonate her Divine Soul!

Taking this shell named Zi Yun with her, she would blow this anomaly into mincemeat!

"Want to die? Did you ask me?"

Su Yun's eyes were cold and full of disdain; he wouldn't leave such a vulnerability.

He quickly formed hand seals before his chest with one hand, and the route of the Cultivation Technique within his body suddenly changed.

The Nine Yang Imperial Phoenix Technique began to operate with a roar!

This overbearing ancient Dual Cultivation divine technique had always been the natural bane of all sinister and seductive constitutions.

Under Su Yun's activation, it completely revealed its domineering side.

Inside the secret room, golden light flourished, even outshining the light of the night pearls.

Driven by the Nine Yang Imperial Phoenix Technique, the extreme Yang Origin within Su Yun's body transformed into nine golden chains burning with flames.

The chains emitted clattering sounds and, following the point of connection, aggressively bored into Blood Consort's limbs and bones.

Clatter! Clang!

The chains instantly tightened, firmly locking her nine major acupoints!

The self-detonation fluctuation Blood Consort had just gathered was instantly and forcibly locked and suppressed by these nine solar-fire chains!

The violent energy was forced back into her Meridians, causing a backlash that made her spit out a large mouthful of black blood mixed with organ fragments.

"No! What kind of Cultivation Technique is this?!"

Blood Consort's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of needle tips, as an unprecedented feeling overwhelmed her assassin's logic.

Not only had she completely lost control over this body, but even her Divine Soul was firmly pinned deep within her Sea of Consciousness; even suicide had become a luxury.

Su Yun didn't waste a single word.

A counterattack didn't need words, only pressure!

The golden solar fire raged within Blood Consort's body.

But this fire was not just destruction; it carried a power capable of twisting one's will.

That frigid blood-fiend power, under the continuous roasting of the Nine Yang Fire and the catalysis of the technique, was forcibly converted into an uncontrollable and intense lust!

Blood Consort's face, which flickered between the Faceless and Zi Yun's features due to pain.

Was eventually frozen by that desire on Zi Yun's exquisite face.

Her originally pale skin now flushed with an unusual crimson.

Veins bulged on her smooth forehead, and cold sweat mixed with hot sweat, causing her black hair to stick to her cheeks.

"Kill me... if you have the guts, kill me!"

Blood Consort clenched her teeth tightly, her lips bitten until they bled, as muffled groans of humiliation escaped her throat.

She was a high and mighty killing machine.

A cold blade without emotions.

How could she endure such torture!

But now, her body was betraying her will.

Su Yun's face was cold, and not a trace of lust could be seen in his eyes.

In this isolated secret room, he was the Dominator.

Since she dared to come and assassinate him, and dared to forcibly occupy his woman's shell, she had to pay a heavy price.

He would use the most primitive method to crush this Upper Realm assassin's pitiful pride and dignity, inch by inch.

The golden solar fire in the secret room burned brighter and brighter, incinerating the last remaining trace of dark-red blood-fiend Qi.

No one knew how much time had passed, but Blood Consort's psychological defenses finally collapsed.

She broke down.

That little bit of pride was torn to pieces by the Nine Yang Imperial Phoenix Technique.

This was no longer a disguise, but a submission and craving originating from the instinct of the Soul after her mind was twisted by the Dual Cultivation Technique.

The once-arrogant Upper Realm assassin had, at this moment, completely become a man's plaything.

Blood Consort's eyes were red, tears mixing with sweat as they rolled down. Her voice was filled with hunger and pleading, her appearance humble to the extreme.

Simultaneously, through the method of Dual Cultivation, he forcibly extracted and devoured the blood-fiend Origin within Blood Consort's body, which had been purified to the limit.

This vast energy was purified by the Chaos Spiritual Qi and transformed into pure nourishment, feeding back into Su Yun's limbs and bones.

The Realm barrier of the Late Stage Body Integration had already begun to crack under the continuous impact of this massive external power, drawing closer and closer to the Tribulation Crossing Stage.

No one knew how much time had passed.

The golden light in the secret room finally gradually faded.

In this teardrop, there was no longer the violence and darkness of the strange demon.

Instead, it carried a hint of Fairy Ziyun's own aura, containing sorrow, relief, and a trace of gratitude.

Under the continuous washing of the pure Yang fire for several days and nights, the real Zi Yun's Divine Soul, which had been suppressed in the depths.

Had not perished, but instead found a spark of recovery within this symbiotic entity.

Su Yun slowly straightened his sturdy body and exhaled a long breath of turbid air mixed with golden light.

The coldness in his eyes slightly receded, restoring clarity.

He looked down at the woman on the bed who had completely become his cauldron, a satisfied curve tugging at the corner of his mouth.

Just then, that cold mechanical prompt sounded in Su Yun's mind.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully suppressing and completely conquering the strange demon symbiont 'Blood Consort'!]

[Ding! Three million luck points have been credited! Ancient Divine Ability and top-tier cauldron Physique rewards are being issued...]