The Snipe and the Clam

Gu Yang ignored the hypocrite's incompetent fury.

He was carefully feeling the crazy feedback in his body after the Great Sun True Fire swallowed the Profound Yang True Fire.

The ultimate comfort of his meridians being instantly widened and the quality of his flame faintly about to rise again made a trace of satisfied cold light flash in his deep black eyes.

"Leave him alive."

Gu Yang's gray clothes flapped in the spiritual power storm. He didn't even turn his head back, just coldly giving the order.

"Yes! Young Master!"

A stunning supreme mature woman style, like a red spider lily blooming in the dark night, carrying the terrifying pressure of the late stage of Core Formation great circle, violently smashed down!

Zhao Yuelian.

This Fairy Lingshuang who used to be high above, the gray and crude magic robe on her body at this moment had been completely soaked by cold sweat and some sweet body fragrance, tightly clinging to her breathtaking plump curves.

Her cold and beautiful face revealed a kind of extreme excitement and flush because she could finally fight for Gu Yang!

"How can you ants block the Young Master's path!"

Her slender, cold white fingers suddenly formed a seal.

"Lingshuang Absolute Soul!"

The terrifying extreme cold domain instantly spread out.

The blind sword servant Bai Zhi, who had been protecting Ye Chen, didn't even have time to raise the broad-bladed heavy sword in her hand.

She was firmly pressed to the ground by Zhao Yuelian's absolute pressure, which was two minor realms higher than hers!

"Crack crack—"

Heavy black ice spread crazily along Bai Zhi's ankles, instantly freezing this broken delicate body into an ice sculpture, leaving only a head outside.

Bai Zhi struggled violently, and blood seeped from the white silk covering her eyes.

But Zhao Yuelian didn't even look at her.

This Hehuan Sect elder stepped over Bai Zhi's body extremely elegantly, yet coldly to the extreme.

Those cold white jade legs, which were covered in fox fur all year round, loomed under the gray robe.

She walked up to Ye Chen step by step.

Looking at this Dao One Sect Daozi who had lost a forearm and was currently suffering from retrograde qi and blood because the Profound Yang True Fire was swallowed.

A cold smile, charming to the extreme, hooked up at the corner of Zhao Yuelian's mouth.

"It's you who tried to rob the Young Master's things time and time again?"

She stretched out that jade hand covered with extreme cold spiritual power.

Without using any magic treasure.

"Puchi!"

Zhao Yuelian's five fingers, like five ice-cast steel nails, pierced extremely roughly into Ye Chen's shoulder blade!

"Ah—!"

Ye Chen let out a shrill scream, and his handsome face was instantly twisted and deformed by the pain.

The extreme cold spiritual power followed Zhao Yuelian's fingertips, like thousands of ice needles, crazily drilling into Ye Chen's limbs and bones, extremely accurately sealing all his spiritual power acupoints.

An extremely fine, transparent Gu silk emitting a dark red faint light, slipped along Zhao Yuelian's palm and quietly implanted deep into Ye Chen's spine.

'Pulling Silk Gu'.

A vicious method specially used by the Hehuan Sect to torture high-level cauldrons.

After doing all this.

Zhao Yuelian pulled out her fingers with extreme disgust and wiped the blood on her fingertips with a silk handkerchief.

She turned around.

Facing Gu Yang, who stood at the edge of the altar, as cold as a demon god.

On her raised beautiful face, there was undisguised flattery.

"Young Master, his spiritual power has been completely locked.

"He can't even commit suicide now. He can only use these eyes to watch, watching how the Young Master enjoys this heaven-reaching good fortune."

Gu Yang's cold gaze swept over Ye Chen, who collapsed in a pool of blood and twitched all over.

Although Ye Chen couldn't move at this moment and had lost all his spiritual power, his mind was abnormally clear under the stimulation of the Pulling Silk Gu.

He stared with those bloodshot eyes.

Staring fixedly at Gu Yang on the high platform, and the ancient flower god hanging in mid-air in tattered clothes in an extremely cruel way.

"You... what exactly do you want to do..."

Gu Yang didn't answer him.

He turned around, his deep black eyes looking at the center of the altar without any waves.

There, the possession of the ancient demonic vine had reached the most critical moment.

On Luo Shenyao's white-as-jade delicate body, dark red demonic patterns had spread to her fragile and slender neck, about to rush into her sea of consciousness.

This was the demonic vine's weakest, and also its most undefended moment of ultimate backlash.

Gu Yang's gray magic robe flapped in the dark wind.

He slowly spread his long legs, stepping on the dark red broken silk all over the ground, like a king crushing the abyss, step by step towards the beautiful girl suspended in mid-air.

Gu Yang's pace was not fast.

Every fine sound of the soles of his boots rubbing against the broken red vines all over the ground.

In mid-air.

Luo Shenyao's delicate body covered with dark red demonic patterns was violently spasming.

The possession of the ancient demonic vine had reached the most tragic stage. That cold, ancient divine soul power, like a sharp awl, was crazily chiseling Luo Shenyao's last line of defense of consciousness.

"Help... help..."

From Luo Shenyao's throat, a faint wail belonging to a human overflowed.

Gu Yang stopped his steps.

He raised his head, his deep black eyes like an ancient well that had been dry for a thousand years, looking without any waves at that beautiful face twisted by extreme pain.

As long as he waited for three more breaths.

Wait for the demonic vine to completely erase the consciousness of this innocent girl.

He could use the Great Sun True Fire to easily refine the weak remnant soul of the demonic vine.

At that time, this "humanoid great medicine" that had been ripened to the extreme would become a top-quality material without any mind, letting him harvest it.

Without any psychological burden, without being tainted by any karma.

He could even earn 100 Destiny Points for free.

This was originally an extremely cost-effective deal that perfectly matched his code of conduct.

"Chi."

The dark gold flame on Gu Yang's fingertips jumped.

He looked at those clear eyes that were about to be completely dyed dark green, and the stupid look of this girl desperately trying to block the disaster for that "man-eating" father just now flashed through his mind.

So stupid that it made people laugh.

But also so clean that it seemed so out of place in this foul-smelling immortal cultivation world.

Gu Yang sighed in his heart.

For a hundred Destiny Points, let him harvest an empty shell without even a soul?

The most top-quality opportunities in this world have never been eaten by eating people.

"Boom!"

Without half a point of hesitation, Gu Yang suddenly raised his right hand, his five fingers opened like eagle claws.

A violent to the extreme, dark gold fire pillar with the momentum of burning down the void, directly spurted out from his palm!

The Great Sun True Fire, like a golden mad dragon, instantly completely swallowed Luo Shenyao in mid-air!

"Ah—!!!"

From the sea of fire, an extremely shrill, terrifying scream that simply didn't belong to a human came out!

That wasn't Luo Shenyao's voice, but the remnant soul of the ancient demonic vine hidden in her body, preparing to complete the final possession!

The Great Sun True Fire not only possessed the most extreme physical high temperature in the world, but also attached terrifying soul-burning true damage!

Those dark red demonic patterns covering Luo Shenyao's whole body, roasted by the golden flame, crazily twisted, screamed, and finally instantly vaporized like maggots splashed with boiling water!

"No! What kind of fire is this?! My origin! My vitality!!"