Chapter 340 - 330: Striking in Fury

Yinyang Qing is a strong practitioner at the Early Stage of Crossing Tribulation.

Even though he can’t stand against the terrifying power at the Late Stage of Crossing Tribulation peak, he is confident in his ability to escape.

After all, Yinyang Wan’Er is merely at the Early Stage of Nascent Soul.

While Yinyang Wan’Er can control the power of the Late Stage of Crossing Tribulation peak, her speed cannot match Yinyang Qing.

"Whoosh!"

Yinyang Qing made a full-speed escape, moving incredibly fast, making it completely impossible for the Energy Sword to hit him.

"Second Uncle! Save me! Mercy, Saintess! I don’t want to die! No!" Yinyang Shiqing screamed in despair.

Unfortunately, it was to no avail.

It was too late for regrets.

Yinyang Qing was struggling to save himself, let alone save him?

Yinyang Wan’Er’s eyes were icy cold as she shouted angrily, "You’ve done all kinds of evil, sinned thoroughly, and tarnished the honor of the Yin Yang Family. Today, even if the Third Elder were here in person, I would still kill you!"

"Boom!"

The terrifying Energy Sword slammed down with a thunderous blast, instantly turning Yinyang Shiqing to ashes.

Reduced to nothing.

He was utterly defenseless against the power at the Late Stage of Crossing Tribulation peak.

Witnessing this scene.

The surrounding strong practitioners were dumbfounded.

Yinyang Wan’Er actually killed her own clan member.

Nalan Ziye and Yang Ke’Er were stunned, yet they were also completely relieved.

With Yinyang Shiqing dead, they no longer had to live in fear.

Having slain Yinyang Shiqing with a single sword strike, Yinyang Wan’Er’s icy gaze swept over the fleeing Yinyang Qing.

"Trying to run? Foolish delusions!" Yinyang Wan’Er said angrily, forming seals with her delicate hands, then shouted coldly, "Yin Yang Curse Seal! Seal!"

As her cold shout resounded, Yinyang Qing, who was thousands of meters away, suddenly found blood-colored Energy Locks floating on his body surface, tightly binding him.

"This is... the Yin Yang Curse Seal!" Yinyang Qing exclaimed in terror, "The clan leader actually taught this spell to this girl!"

The Yin Yang Curse Seal not only bound Yinyang Qing, but also restricted his movements and even suppressed his spiritual power.

"Come back to me!" Yinyang Wan’Er coldly ordered, as she grasped in the air, causing Yinyang Qing to be forcibly drawn back.

"No!" Yinyang Qing was shocked, desperately trying to resist with spiritual power.

He knew perfectly well that once he was pulled over, it would mean certain death.

But unfortunately, under the suppression of the Yin Yang Curse Seal, the power he mustered couldn’t even reach the level of the Tribulation Stage.

Faced with the terrifying suction, he was unable to resist.

"Gulp..."

The spectators swallowed nervously, faces filled with fear.

No one had expected Yinyang Wan’Er to be so terrifying, not only controlling the power at the Late Stage of Crossing Tribulation peak but also easily restraining a Tribulation Stage practitioner.

"Slash!" Yinyang Wan’Er shouted coldly once more, showing no mercy whatsoever.

The terrifying Energy Sword, fierce and merciless, slashed towards the flying Yinyang Qing.

"No! Spare me, Saintess!" Yinyang Qing screamed in terror, but his desperate resistance was futile.

Yinyang Wan’Er said angrily, "As a Tribulation Stage practitioner of the Yin Yang Family, you dare to bully the weak and target my brother Feng’s people. You deserve death!"

"I beg for a chance to atone for my sins!" Yinyang Qing pleaded in terror.

Yinyang Wan’Er shouted furiously, "Die!"

Even against a Tribulation Stage practitioner of the Yin Yang Family, she showed no mercy.

At that moment.

Yinyang Qing already sensed the clear breath of death.

"Boom!"

"Pfft!"

The terrifying Energy Sword slashed down with an earth-shattering explosion, causing Yinyang Qing to vomit blood on the spot, shortly after being engulfed by the destructive blast energy.

Even at his peak strength, Yinyang Qing couldn’t withstand the Energy Sword.

Let alone with his spiritual power being suppressed, Yinyang Qing couldn’t bear it at all.

When the destructive blast energy gradually dissipated, everyone could no longer sense Yinyang Qing’s presence, nor see his figure; clearly, he also ended up reduced to nothing.

Yinyang Wan’Er slays whoever she wishes; this is the privilege of being a Saintess.

There was a dead silence, with everyone’s faces written with fear of Yinyang Wan’Er.

At this moment.

Yinyang Wan’Er’s delicate face also showed signs of paleness, her beautiful body slightly swaying.

The realm of Early Stage Nascent Soul, and using such terrifying power in one go, evidently took a toll on her.

Gu Chenfeng quickly stepped forward to support Yinyang Wan’Er, asking with concern, "Wan’Er, are you okay?"

"I’m fine." Yinyang Wan’Er’s exquisite face bore a slight smile, her voice weak, "I’ll be fine with a little rest, Brother Feng, don’t worry."

But just as she finished speaking, blood oozed from the corner of her mouth, showing she was injured.

"Wan’Er!" Gu Chenfeng’s expression changed slightly, hastily activating the Ice Attribute to check her injuries.

After a moment, Gu Chenfeng frowned slightly, saying, "Backlash still occurred despite claiming to be fine."

"Backlash?" The Ice Phoenix softly furrowed its brows.

Without waiting for Gu Chenfeng to act, the Ice Phoenix struck Yinyang Wan’Er’s back with a palm, infusing powerful Ice Attribute within her, forcibly suppressing the backlash energy.

"It seems the Ice Phoenix really likes Wan’Er." Gu Chenfeng thought with some surprise.

As the terrifying Ice Attribute permeated her body, Yinyang Wan’Er’s condition clearly improved considerably.

Yinyang Wan’Er expressed her gratitude, "Thank you, Sister Phoenix."

The Ice Phoenix softly furrowed its brows, sternly instructed, "This power is meant for self-defense, not for killing. Don’t recklessly use your father’s power in the future."

"Mmm, I’ll listen to Sister Phoenix." Yinyang Wan’Er nodded with a smile.

Her beautiful eyes turned to Gu Chenfeng, Yinyang Wan’Er hurriedly explained, "Brother Feng, they went too far, not only disgracing the Yin Yang Family but also wanted to harm your friends and even kill you. I couldn’t forgive them at all."

"So, in a fit of anger, I went all out to kill them to vent my anger for Brother Feng. Brother Feng isn’t angry, is he?"

Gu Chenfeng shook his head slightly, softly smiling, "You got hurt because of me, how could I be angry? But don’t be so impulsive in the future to avoid injuring yourself again."

"Mmm." Yinyang Wan’Er’s pretty face sported a sweet smile.

At this moment.

Nalan Ziye and Yang Ke’Er soared over, their expressions somewhat panicked and fearful.

After all, they were facing the Saintess of the Yin Yang Family, who also wielded terrifying spiritual power at the Late Stage of Crossing Tribulation peak.

Yang Ke’Er and Nalan Ziye hastily clasped their fists respectfully, gratefully saying, "Thank you so much for your assistance, Saintess."

"No thanks needed from the two sisters." Yinyang Wan’Er lightly laughed, "Instead, I owe Sister Yang an apology, almost endangering her. Yinyang Shiqing’s death is no loss, and I have rid the Yin Yang Family of a scourge."

Seeing Yinyang Wan’Er’s smile and hearing her words, Yang Ke’Er and Nalan Ziye both felt relieved, the tension on their faces easing significantly.

Yinyang Wan’Er happily added, "Since you two sisters are Brother Feng’s friends, you’re my friends too. You can just call me Wan’Er."

"Ah? Isn’t... isn’t that inappropriate?" The two women were startled.

The difference in status and position was vast; how could they dare address Yinyang Wan’Er this way?