92: World-destroying pressure

Although Jiang Miao had extracted her spinal bone to use as a weapon, her movements didn't falter in the slightest as she wielded the sword, circling Fang Huai like a venomous snake.

She spoke, "Fang Huai, I heard you like close-quarters combat the most. In my view, you're just relying on those foundation establishment stage demon bones in your body. Today, I'll compete with you to see who can kill the other in close combat!"

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"Madwoman!"

Fang Huai swung crimson heavens cry, meeting Jiang Miao head-on.

The spine sword clashed against crimson heavens cry. While it couldn't damage crimson heavens cry, it caused the spiritual and Evil Qi radiating from it to sizzle and burn.

Jiang Miao smiled, "Cultivating for decades and killing tens of thousands, the resentment of those myriad living beings is stored within the spine sword. I wonder if your crimson heavens cry can withstand it!"

Fang Huai felt Jiang Miao's battle lust, and the conviction he had suppressed for a long time flared up.

"Jiang Miao, ever since the Human Puppet Hall, you've been a high and mighty existence. Today, I will use my own abilities to trample you under my feet!"

Although he could use self-harming methods to transfer negative labels to Jiang Miao and defeat her...

...he didn't want to do that today. Having been suppressed by Jiang Miao for so long, he wanted to defeat her fair and square!

"Spirit Sword Art!"

The spiritual energy throughout his body surged into crimson heavens cry. The sword's cyan and red light flickered to its limit, carrying a powerful pressure that eroded the spine sword step by step.

"Spirit Bone Sword Technique!"

Jiang Miao gave a low shout, likewise pouring her spiritual energy into the spine sword. At the same time, the flesh on her hands was actually being absorbed and devoured by the spine sword bit by bit, until only white bone remained.

Despite her best efforts, how could her physical strength alone match Fang Huai's?

The sword light of crimson heavens cry gradually overwhelmed the sinister glow of the spine sword.

The moment the blades of the two swords made contact, Jiang Miao seemed to suffer a massive injury, with countless wounds bursting open across her body.

"I lost."

The spine sword fell to the ground. Jiang Miao's face was dim, and her eyes lost their luster.

"I never expected that the ant who was at everyone's mercy in the Human Puppet Hall back then would now become a flood dragon trampling me underfoot."

Fang Huai's expression was calm. crimson heavens cry pierced Jiang Miao's chest, the blade's edge only an inch from her heart. With just a little force, he could crush it.

"Jiang Miao, tell me, how do I extract the raw souls!"

Jiang Miao laughed miserably, "I can certainly tell you, but I want to ask you to help me after you release the raw souls you want to let go."

Fang Huai twisted the sword blade, and a look of pain immediately appeared on Jiang Miao's face. "You are in no position to bargain with me."

"As long as you help me complete the ritual, I will help you escape the Corpse Fiend Sect!"

"I don't trust you!" Fang Huai's eyes were piercing.

"Fang Huai, I'm begging you. It's not for myself, but for the Corpse Fiend Sect's ten-thousand-year Legacy!

The Sect Head has already abandoned the Corpse Fiend Sect, and more than half of the Foundation Establishment Cultivators are lost. Only I... only I can save the Sect!"

After saying this, Jiang Miao knelt before Fang Huai. "Fang Huai, for the sake of the Corpse Fiend Sect and for yourself, help me."

Fang Huai looked directly into Jiang Miao's eyes and gritted his teeth. "How can I believe you?"

"I, Jiang Miao, swear that everything I just said is true!" Jiang Miao used the Vow Fiend. "Furthermore, if Fang Huai helps me complete the Sect Protection Ritual, I will not harm him in the slightest and will do everything in my power to help him escape this Corpse Fiend Sect!"

"Fine!"

After Fang Huai spoke, he withdrew crimson heavens cry. At the same time, he reached one hand into Jiang Miao's chest and placed the Small Corpse Meteor Worm inside.

"Jiang Miao, you should be able to sense it. Even if you have a way to bypass the Vow Fiend, I can still kill you easily!"

"Fang Huai, you truly have quite the methods."

Jiang Miao stood up and walked to the side of the soul nurturing pool, chanting an incantation. "Fang Huai, whichever raw souls you want to release, go ahead and release them."

As Jiang Miao murmured, the thick liquid in the soul nurturing pool gradually became clear.

Fang Huai nodded, and with a thought, he summoned several raw souls.

In the Corpse Fiend Sect, there weren't many people he cared about. Before leaving, he naturally wanted to give them a hand.

He summoned the raw souls of several enemies and crushed them. Then, he frowned.

Many people's raw souls were not in the pool, and for some with high cultivation, he felt an intense killing intent before he even touched them.

After leaving the soul nurturing pool, the released glowing orbs quickly fled in all directions, actually ignoring the Formation's restrictions and escaping the secret room.

The Law of heaven and earth is truly terrifying!

One of the glowing orbs landed in Fang Huai's palm and quickly seeped into his skin.

Fang Huai felt an indescribable freshness throughout his body, and the faint connection he had with the Corpse Fiend Sect shattered completely.

"I'm free, I'm finally free! As long as I can survive today, the world will be my oyster!"

Fang Huai suppressed his excitement and released nearly a third of the raw souls in the soul nurturing pool.

He wanted to create a chaotic scene; the more chaotic it was, the greater his chance of escape... The Formation in the center of the secret room began to flash again.

This time, three Cultivators surnamed Jiang arrived, clearly also looking for raw souls.

Seeing Jiang Miao walking step by step toward the soul nurturing pool, the Cultivators immediately shouted for her to stop. "Jiang Miao, what are you doing? Stop!"

"What am I doing? The Sect Head can't save the Corpse Fiend Sect, so I will." Jiang Miao didn't look back. "I have the purest Bloodline of the Jiang clan. The Old Ancestor's Legacy cannot be destroyed in our lineage."

"Madwoman!" the leading male Cultivator cursed. "Junior brothers, stop her!"

With that, billowing Evil Qi surged from the three Cultivators as they pounced toward Jiang Miao like hungry wolves.

"Spirit Sword Art!"

Fang Huai gave a low shout, and several cyan and red sword lights blocked the three. "Did you ask me before trying to stop her?"

All three were at the Qi Refining Perfection stage. Seeing that Fang Huai was only at the Eighth Layer of Qi Refining, they sneered, "With just you?"

"With just me!" Fang Huai patted the demon head pouch and released the Devil Head Wang Teng.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Wang Teng's eyes were blood-red, and black fiend energy permeated around him as he shrieked and pounced on the nearest Cultivator.

Fang Huai gripped crimson heavens cry and entangled the other two like a ghost.

Those two were from the Sect Masters Lineage and had learned many powerful Fiend Arts, but the secret room was cramped; any carelessness could result in hurting themselves.

Giving up on Fiend Arts to engage in close-quarters combat, they were no match for Fang Huai and could only block clumsily.

While the four people and one Devil Head were locked in a fierce battle, Jiang Miao had already stepped into the soul nurturing pool.

Accompanied by her murmuring, the originally clear pool liquid became thick again, slowly climbing up her ankles and gradually enveloping her figure.

"Jiang Miao, release our three raw souls and we'll leave immediately!" The leading male Cultivator's pupils shrank, and his voice trembled.

"Too late." Jiang Miao's face was flushed, and a look of madness spread in her eyes. "Since your surname is Jiang and you have the Old Ancestor's blood flowing in you, you should live and die with the Sect!"

"Hahahahaha—"

Hysterical laughter echoed in the secret room as Jiang Miao slowly sank to the bottom of the pool and completely disappeared.

The next moment, a heaven-shaking pressure emanated from the bottom of the soul nurturing pool.

The Devil Head Wang Teng couldn't stop shivering. Ignoring Fang Huai's command, he turned around and dove into the demon head pouch, refusing to come out again.

The three Jiang Cultivators' legs went weak, and they collapsed to the ground, murmuring in despair, "It's over, everything is over..."

Suddenly, the pool liquid was pulled by an invisible giant hand and receded frantically, dragging all the raw souls into the bottom of the pool along with it.

Fang Huai grabbed one person by the neck and lifted him up. "Where did Jiang Miao go?"

Just as he spoke, the ground shook violently, and an even more terrifying aura rose from beneath the earth.

Fang Huai didn't dare to delay. He pierced the man's chest, took his essence blood, and flicked it toward the teleportation Formation.

The Formation glowed brilliantly. He tapped his toes and leaped into it.

Just as his figure landed on the Sect Master Peak, the entire mountain range shook violently, cracking open a chasm like an abyss.

In the next second, the world went silent. A world-destroying pressure poured over like a tide, and a towering skeletal claw, wreathed in billowing Death Qi, burst out from the ground.