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Chapter 326 The Aunt's Murder

Chapter 326 Aunt Returns in Triumph

Smoke and dust filled the sky.

"puff!"

Ning Bu'er was sent flying backward, crashing hard into the stone wall behind the mountain, spitting out blood.

She wasn't just acting; the backlash from the formation, combined with the penetrating Vajra energy, did indeed cause her some minor injuries.

This allowed her to suppress 99% of the energy within her body, causing her spiritual fluctuations to plummet to rock bottom, making her appear as if her foundation had been destroyed and she was nearing the end of her life.

Chen Yi also let out a muffled groan, his face as pale as paper, and staggered out of the ruins of the meditation room, his magical power scattered and chaotic.

The commotion here is too great.

The cultivators within a radius of tens of thousands of miles were all alarmed by this terrifying fluctuation. Countless divine senses came to investigate, and upon seeing the tragic state of Qingfeng Ridge, they were all horrified.

The smoke and dust cleared.

Three golden rays descended upon the sky above Qingfeng Ridge.

Xuan Hui looked down at the ruins and the two "severely injured and dying" people below with a cold gaze.

Ning Bu'er struggled to his feet from the pile of rubble, his hair disheveled, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were fixed on the old monk in the air, his voice hoarse, filled with immense rage, echoing through the heavens and earth: "Master Xuan Hui! Your Vajra Temple is a sacred Buddhist site, is this how you act so domineeringly?!"

"You've already investigated; the murderer isn't from Qingfeng Ridge!"

Now that you can't find the real culprit, you're taking your anger out on us innocent people?

"Destroying my lineage and ruining my foundation—is this the behavior of eminent monks and virtuous masters?!"

His voice was shrill and piercing, each word dripping with grief.

The sight of the devastated herb garden and the two figures' faltering auras evoked a sense of sympathy and indignation in the surrounding cultivators.

This Vajra Temple is truly going too far.

Xuan Hui laughed.

His laughter was chilling and piercing.

"Hmph, silver tongue."

He took a step forward, and lotus flowers bloomed in the void beneath his feet, his oppressive aura intensifying.

"The place where the Prisoner of Heaven Relic, a rare treasure of our Buddhist sect, finally disappeared was near this place."

I don't believe that the two of you from Qingfeng Ridge have absolutely no connection.

"Hand over the whereabouts of the treasure, and perhaps we can spare your lives; otherwise, today will be the day Qingfeng Ridge is wiped off the list."

Chen Yi clutched his chest, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and laughed bitterly as he looked up: "Master Xuan Hui, everything must be based on evidence."

You're asking what that "Prisoner of Heaven Relic" is? We've never even heard of it! How do we hand it over?

Do you expect us to conjure it out of thin air? You say it disappeared from our grasp, where is the proof?!

"evidence?"

Xuan Hui's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he locked onto Ning Bu'er.

"The causal clues provided by the Zen relics of my Vajra Temple are irrefutable proof!"

He disdained to waste any more words with Chen Yi and pointed his finger at Ning Bu'er from a distance.

"And you, Benefactor Ning. Do you really think this old monk is blind?"

Upon hearing this, Ning Bu'er's heart skipped a beat.

Xuan Hui's voice boomed like thunder: "Everyone says that your Nine Yin Demon Body is ruined and you've become a cripple."

But when I used the essence of the Zen relic to push it out, not only did the demonic flames within you not extinguish, but you cultivated an even higher level of demonic fire, and even harbored the seeds of a thunder spirit calamity!

"Your talent and foundation in demonic arts are comparable to that of the founder of the Nine Yin Demon Flame lineage tens of thousands of years ago!"

"Your cultivation level isn't that weak at all! You're faking it!"

Every word Xuan Hui uttered was like a heavy hammer, striking Ning Bu'er and Chen Yi's hearts.

"I have long foreseen that you have been patient until now, only waiting for the Demon Flame to reach its full potential so that you can seek revenge against my Vajra Temple."

"Since that's the case, and since I'm here today, I'll take this opportunity to completely eliminate this future threat!"

"Further words from you two are pointless today. I have decided to strike; today is your death day!"

Before the words were finished, the void trembled once more.

An even more terrifying aura than before gathered at Xuan Hui's fingertips.

This time, it's not about breaking the formation, but pure slaughter.

The Vajra Imprisoning Heaven Finger took shape again, its golden light tinged with a dark red killing intent, locking onto Ning Bu'er's crown chakra.

"Are you faking illness or are you truly sick? Let this old monk test your sincerity with this one finger!"

Ning Bu'er's expression changed drastically.

Her biggest secret was actually calculated by that damned Zen relic!

Chen Yi was also startled, and suddenly realized.

That's it!

Xuan Hui had no idea who had the relic. He had discovered Ning Bu'er as a huge potential threat. The so-called search for the relic was just an excuse. His real purpose was to eliminate Ning Bu'er before he could become a force to be reckoned with!

Chen Yi has a fragment of the Xuan Tian Gourd to conceal the cause and effect, but Ning Bu'er does not.

Under the calculation of the original source of the Zen relic, her true nature was revealed.

No, there's no reason to be overly cautious. A rare and precious divination artifact of that caliphate level cannot remain in the hands of the Vajra Temple indefinitely.

Chen Yi made calculations in his mind.

boom!

Ning Bu'er's body surged with demonic flames, preparing for battle.

Just as she was about to unleash her full power, Chen Yi's urgent telepathic message rang out again: "Hold on! Don't move! There's still a chance!"

Ning Bu'er's body stiffened, forcefully stopping the demonic energy that was about to burst forth.

The next moment, the enormous Vajra finger, carrying an aura of annihilation, slammed down.

Ning Bu'er stood there, his face as pale as paper, his soul fluctuations extremely weak, and his magical power completely dissipated.

Under that single finger strike, powerful enough to crush mountains, she was like a lamb to the slaughter, utterly powerless to fight back.

The shadow of death loomed over them in an instant.

"Still pretending? I bet you won't unleash your true power when you're about to die!"

The two disciples, dressed in robes, had contorted faces, their features appearing grotesque under the golden light.

He could no longer contain his rage, and a roar escaped from deep within his throat as he shoved his right hand forward.

Buzz!

The void trembled.

The already enormous Vajra Imprisoning Heaven Finger has now increased in size by 20%, as if it were being inflated.

The fingerprints were clearly visible, with each line flowing with a golden, lava-like liquid.

An overwhelming pressure descended, instantly sucking away the surrounding air and producing a sharp, explosive sound.

This power has already reached the threshold of the late stage of the fourth tier.

Ning Bu'er stood still, his feet pressing down on the ground, creating two deep dents.

The enormous golden finger hovered thousands of feet above her head, and before it even fell, the terrifying wind pressure made his face tremble and his clothes flutter.

The shadow of death gripped her heart like a cold, large hand.

Instinct compelled her to either defend herself or flee.

But out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Chen Yi beside her.

Chen Yi did not move.

Even if the golden light was so bright it was blinding, even if death was just a hair's breadth away.

Out of blind trust in Chen Yi, Ning Bu'er gritted her teeth and suppressed the raging demonic flames within her body, letting the destructive aura lock onto her.

At this moment, Chen Yi looked extremely disheveled.

His face was ashen, his eyes were fixed, and his pupils were unfocused. He seemed to have been terrified by this earth-shattering supernatural power, standing frozen in place, trembling.

However, beneath this cowardly exterior lies a completely different story.

Deep within Chen Yi's meridians, the Golden Crystal Marrow and Thunder Crystal Marrow were trembling wildly at a terrifying frequency, while the spatial silver disc was already spinning silently, and silver ripples were surging silently through his meridians.

If that finger were to fall another hundred feet, and if Ning Bu'er were truly in mortal danger, his long-accumulated thunderous strike would instantly tear through space, forcibly teleporting him away.

He even calmly assessed the other party's methods in his mind.

"The spatial locking of this Vajra Imprisoning Heaven Finger is powerful, but it is still a bit crude compared to the rules contained in the Fixed Space Silver Disc and the Imprisoning Heaven Relic."

A barely perceptible glint flashed in the depths of Chen Yi's eyes.

Even if his aunt didn't return in time as he had anticipated, he was absolutely confident he could break the deadlock.

However, that would expose a lot of their strength prematurely, and they might face continuous pursuit from the Vajra Temple afterwards.

However, just as his fingertips twitched, preparing to strike, the light on the horizon suddenly dimmed.

A black beam of fire tore through the clouds without warning.

Chen Yi's tense muscles instantly relaxed, and the spatial power he was about to unleash quietly dissipated.

My aunt is back.

"Outrageous! Bullying the weak and sick, destroying my sect, do you think Qingfeng Ridge is without anyone?!"

A cold, angry shout seemed to come from the depths of the underworld, or perhaps it exploded in the sky.

That black flame was extremely domineering. Wherever it passed, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was not pushed aside, but was directly burned into a pitch-black vacuum channel.

A black line pierced the sky, carrying the will to destroy everything, shooting straight towards the arrogant golden finger above Qingfeng Ridge.

There were no fancy attempts.

The moment the Mysterious Yin Fairy made her move, it was earth-shattering.

That was a terrifying demonic flame with an intensity reaching the peak of the fourth rank!

puff!

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a dull thud that made your teeth ache.

The massive, golden finger, with its overwhelming power, reacted as if a candle had touched a red-hot iron the moment it touched the black demonic flames.

The previously fluctuating golden light dimmed instantly.

The enormous fingertip was burned through, leaving a large hole. The black flames, like a persistent infection, spread wildly along the veins of the golden light, instantly burning the once invincible divine power to shreds.

In the distance, Master Xuanhui's originally calm and compassionate face suddenly froze.

"puff""

His figure swayed, and the indestructible golden light that protected him actually cracked under the strain. A scorching and domineering demonic energy backfired through the divine power, burning his meridians with excruciating pain.

"A late-stage, peak-level fourth-tier demonic flame?!"

Xuan Hui exclaimed in shock, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets, "How is this possible?! Didn't Xuan Gang swear that your demonic flames were mediocre?"

Little did he know, the intelligence was already outdated.

Since Chen Yi achieved Nascent Soul, the Nine Yin Demon Flame of the Mysterious Yin Fairy has undergone a complete transformation.

After being cleansed day and night by Chen Yi's Thunder Crystal Marrow containing the origin of ancient thunder spirit, this demonic flame has long since shed its sinister impurities, becoming pure and domineering, with its power more than doubling.

Even though Xuan Hui's Vajra Finger of Imprisoning Heaven, which he had cultivated for many years, was more profound than Xuan Gang's back then, it was still as fragile as a joke in the face of Xuan Yin's full-force outburst in a fit of rage.

"what!"

The disciple who had attacked, standing beside Xuan Hui, let out a miserable scream.

The backlash from the destruction of his supernatural power alone made his face turn deathly pale. The dazzling golden light around him instantly went out, and he staggered backward, blood spilling from his mouth and nose.

"you!"

Xuan Hui was both shocked and furious. His Vajra Source within his body circulated wildly in an attempt to stabilize his finger strength, which was on the verge of collapse.

But he discovered in despair that no matter how much magic power he poured in, the black demonic flames were like a bottomless pit, devouring all his Vajra power and even trying to burn his body.

His proud long-range indestructible enhancement was utterly ineffective against this peak fourth-tier demonic flame.

"What kind of rare and precious herbs did Xuan Yin consume? How could she have improved so much in just over a decade?!"

Xuan Hui was in turmoil, completely unable to comprehend the reality before him.

Before he could figure it out, a black light flashed and stopped in the air.

A graceful figure dressed in purple robes appeared out of thin air above the Qingfeng Ridge formation.

The Mysterious Yin Fairy's black hair flew wildly, and chilling black flames swirled around her. Her divine sense swept across the area below in an instant.

Ning Bu'er was pale and breathing erratically, clearly seriously injured.

Not far away, Chen Yi looked even worse, with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, as if his internal organs had been injured by the Vajra Finger attack.

Look around again.

The once misty mountain-protecting array is now in ruins, with its base exposed and its spiritual light scattered.

That meticulously tended herb garden is now a charred ruin, with all the rare and precious herbs destroyed.

This scene completely ignited the powder keg in Xuan Yin's heart.

"Okay, very good."

Xuan Yin's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he laughed in extreme anger.

boom!

The demonic flames within her body erupted without restraint.

The Nine Yin Demon Flame in his hand instantly doubled in size, its color changing from black to purple, exuding an aura of annihilation that made one's soul tremble.

The remaining half of the Vajra Finger couldn't even last a breath before it was burned to nothingness.

But this is not enough.

The demonic flames continued their relentless advance, instead resembling an enraged black dragon. Following the path of the Vajra power, they traversed the void and fiercely devoured the three masters, including Master Xuanhui, who were casting spells in the distance.

"They destroyed my sect and injured my disciples. It seems that the Vajra Temple really doesn't take me, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, seriously."

Xuan Yin's voice was as cold as ancient ice, each word carrying a chilling killing intent: "Since you struck first, don't blame me for being ruthless. Today, you will all stay here!"

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly waved both hands.

shhhhhh!

Several more condensed and terrifying Nine Yin Demon Flames shot out like black lightning, instantly piercing through space and heading straight for Xuan Hui and his two disciples behind him.

This time, she was truly determined to kill.

These demonic flames did not diminish their power; each one contained the ultimate destructive force of a peak fourth-tier being.

puff!

Xuan Hui's first layer of golden light defense, which he had erected in front of him, was as thin as a sheet of paper and was instantly pierced through.

Xuan Hui's pupils suddenly contracted.

He himself might be able to barely withstand it with his profound cultivation and magic weapons, but if his two disciples behind him were to come into contact with even a trace of this black demonic flame, they would definitely suffer the fate of physical collapse and complete annihilation of their souls.

"rise!"

Xuan Hui's expression changed drastically, and he dared not hold back in the slightest.

He didn't hesitate to burn his own life essence, and the golden light on his body surged ten feet, transforming into a thick golden light wall to desperately resist the erosion of the demonic flames.

At the same time, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Fairy Xuan Yin! Let's talk this out! Please stop! My two disciples can't withstand your demonic flame divine power!"

"Ha, now you want me to back down?"

Xuan Yin sneered, his mockery undisguised. "When you took advantage of my disciple's weakened state to kill him, why didn't you think of stopping?!"

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