bookbashuk Chapter 226 The Curtain Falls
Chapter 226 The Curtain Falls
The intertwining of thunder and fire in the distance made the spiritual energy of the entire Moonlit Valley even more chaotic. Ouyang Miaoyan fell silent after seeing this scene.
She understood that Situ Zhan had no chance of surviving this attack.
The same applies to myself in the future.
The appearance of Zhang Lingyu and Jiang Shuyan was something she hadn't anticipated, but she hadn't been without such desperate situations before, yet she always managed to escape.
This situation seems unsolvable, but there are still variables.
Although Zhang Lingyu was a helper brought by his junior sister, as long as he offered a high price, there might be a chance to make him turn against him.
This is entirely possible. The other party is a celestial cultivator, yet he is having an affair with a demonic cultivator. Since it's all an affair anyway, why can't the other party be himself?
It would only come at a high price, and she had already considered it; she was willing to sacrifice herself for it.
After dealing with the Situ brothers, Zhang Lingyu packed up their storage bags and flew towards the Moon Marrow Pool. To prevent Ouyang Miaoyan from escaping, he set up another formation.
Six [Mysterious Thunder] flying swords arrived first, forming a sword formation in mid-air and aiming at the woman, seemingly ready to fall at any moment.
He himself did not choose to intervene, after all, it was an internal matter of the Thousand Illusions Demon Palace, and besides, Jiang Shuyan had said before she came that she wanted to personally kill her enemies.
Just as Zhang Lingyu was about to take the pill to heal his injuries, a tingling, numbing sound resonated in his mind.
"Fellow Daoist, I don't know what Junior Sister Jiang promised you, but since it's business, what difference does it make who we do business with?"
"If possible, I am willing to give up all my possessions, just to ask that you spare me. I will serve you like a slave afterward."
The voice belonged to Ouyang Miaoyan. Seeing that her side was doomed, the woman finally begged for mercy.
She didn't ask Zhang Lingyu to help her fight Jiang Shuyan, but instead wanted him not to stop her when she escaped. After all, if she really wanted to run away, Jiang Shuyan would have no chance of catching up with her.
Even though the things are gone, as long as you're alive, there's always a chance to make a comeback.
To be honest, this offer was very tempting for Zhang Lingyu, but bound by the contract, he could only shake his head and send a message: "Fellow Daoist Ouyang, give up on this idea; it's absolutely impossible..."
"Besides, your junior sister has already promised that everything you own will be mine after you die, so why should I bother?"
The cold words made Ouyang Miaoyan's expression stiffen, and she was furious. In terms of figure and appearance, she was no worse than Jiang Shuyan, and her methods, scheming and cultivation were much higher. She really didn't know why she was so infatuated with her!
But she was still not satisfied and pressed on, "If you feel the reward is insufficient, I can add more. As long as you are willing to help, I will do my best to satisfy you!"
"Fellow Daoist, your junior sister and I have already signed a blood oath in the Netherworld. We must die here today. Don't waste your breath."
These four words were like a bucket of ice water, extinguishing the woman's last glimmer of hope. She froze for a moment, and Jiang Shuyan seized this rare opportunity to slap her hard on the chest.
This palm strike used all of her magical power. Even though Ouyang Miaoyan had her magical robes to absorb the damage, she was still struck and sent flying backward, coughing up blood. The woman struggled to her feet, looked at her junior sister, and said with a bitter smile:
"Jiang Shuyan, it seems you really have some skills, actually managing to get a cultivator of the immortal path to sign a Netherworld Blood Pact with you."
Once the Netherworld Blood Pact is signed, both parties must abide by the agreement. No wonder the other party ignores his conditions; after all, violating it would likely result in immediate death.
"To deal with someone like my senior sister, I naturally have to use all my skills."
Upon hearing this question, Jiang Shuyan immediately realized that the other party and Zhang Lingyu had already secretly communicated, and the result was obvious: she was rejected without hesitation.
Without uttering any unnecessary words, she swiftly formed hand seals, and various talismans flew out from her sleeves, bombarding the fallen woman relentlessly.
Ouyang Miaoyan was ambushed, but she was far from being finished. She opened her mouth slightly and spat out a small shield in front of her, blocking all the attacks.
The next second, the mirage pearl in her hand began to shine brightly, from which endless white mist surged forth.
Jiang Shuyan's expression changed drastically, and she cried out, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, she's going to use the Mirage Pearl to perform my sect's Great Illusion Thousand Magic Technique... This technique can reflect... You must be careful..."
Before she could finish speaking, she was swallowed by the white mist, and the surroundings instantly fell into a deathly silence.
"The Great Illusionary Thousand Magic Techniques...it must be an illusion."
Zhang Lingyu was not spared either. His eyes were filled with nothing but white. The mist of the mirage suppressed his consciousness to the extreme. If it weren't for the six flying swords connecting with his mind, the connection between the two would probably have been severed.
Even so, the sensation was still very blurry.
"The Mirage Pearl is indeed a valuable item; no wonder the cultivators of the Thousand Illusions Demon Palace are so obsessed with it."
He sighed from the bottom of his heart, and after a few breaths, the white mist in front of him began to twist violently, and finally other colors began to emerge from it.
"The Mirage Pearl is indeed a valuable item; no wonder the cultivators of the Thousand Illusions Demon Palace are so obsessed with it."
He sighed from the bottom of his heart, and after a few breaths, the white mist in front of him began to twist violently, and finally other colors began to emerge from it.
They are like paintbrushes, starting to draw on a blank sheet of paper, sketching out a scene, and he himself seems to be unable to extricate himself after just a few glances.
At first, I thought it was an illusion, but as the scene became clearer, I felt more and more like I was in it.
Before long, the scene sketched by the paintbrush was completed. He was very familiar with it; it was Qingya Mountain.
Qingya Mountain is no longer what I remember. The black and red sea of fire has devoured every inch of vegetation, and wood chips are flying into the sky, dyeing half the sky ochre.
Cries, screams, the roars of the dying and the lewd laughter of the cultivators mingled together, and the corpses of the Zhang family members were all around, the crimson pools of blood particularly glaring.
Zhang Lingyu walked forward step by step. Not far away, Zhang Lingyu lay in a pool of blood, his face frozen in disbelief and fear, his lips slightly parted as if he were still shouting "Run!"
Further on, Zhang Lingtai's body was nailed to a broken tree trunk, a bloodstained flying sword stuck in his chest, and Zhang Lingbi's head rolled to the ground, his eyes fixed on the summit of Qingya Mountain.
In the distance, several tribesmen were crying as they fled down the mountain. One of them, a woman carrying a baby, stumbled as she ran, but before she could take more than a few steps, a dark figure caught up with her.
The man grinned and swung his long sword. The woman's head fell to the ground with a thud, her eyes still fixed on the child in her arms. The baby's cries stopped abruptly. The cultivator kicked the baby into the sea of fire, and the flames instantly engulfed the tiny body.
He didn't speak, but instead looked up, his gaze piercing through the billowing smoke and landing on the summit of Qingya Mountain. There, a defiant figure was desperately resisting the invading enemy, but unfortunately, he couldn't hold out alone and was beaten until he coughed up blood repeatedly, yet he still fought back again and again with unyielding spirit.
The figure was familiar; it was Zhang Xingyao.
"Zhang Xingyao, your Zhang family will perish today!"
As for the cultivators who attacked him, they were Yun Ruifeng and Ming Yichuan, his two great enemies. They grinned madly and kept casting spells, eventually blasting Zhang Xingyao into a rain of blood.
Having dealt with their formidable foe, the two seemed to have discovered something. They suddenly turned their heads to look at where Zhang Lingyu was, their lips curving into an incredible arc, as if they were still saying something.
"It is said that illusions strike directly at the depths of a cultivator's mind, and that is indeed true. If my soul were not so strong, I would have really believed it to be real."
Zhang Lingyu weaved through the pile of corpses with a complex expression. This was a scene he had never wanted to see. Since taking over as clan leader, he had been walking on thin ice, thinking every day about making the clan stronger, all to prevent this scene from happening.
It can be said that the illusion perfectly showcases its fear.
"pity..."
Seeing Yun Ruifeng and Ming Yichuan rushing towards him, he slashed at them with his sword. The two figures were instantly sent flying backward, crashing into the mountainside and spitting out blood.
The two men's faces contorted as they tried to speak, but they vanished the next second, along with the entire world.
The various mournful sounds disappeared, and the corpses of the crowd twisted and began to slowly become illusory, replaced by constantly shattering images and incessant roaring sounds.
The illusion is about to collapse.
After waiting for a while, Zhang Lingyu's vision finally returned to what it had been before, still a vast expanse of white. It seemed as if he had been in the illusion for a long time, while only a few breaths had passed in the outside world.
At that moment, he suddenly sensed that someone had touched the formation that had been set up earlier.
I don't want to guess, it must be Ouyang Miaoyan.
The woman probably understood that the illusion couldn't hold the two of them for long, so she wanted to take advantage of this opening to break the formation and leave.
Although the formation wasn't particularly sophisticated, it would still take some time to break it. Furthermore, the formation was already surrounded by swarms of spirit-devouring bees and ghosts, which would infinitely extend the time required to break it.
"Damn it... damn it!"
Ouyang Miaoyan used all her methods, and even though many bees died, a steady stream of spirit bees kept coming. Seeing that her magic power was almost gone, she became increasingly irritable.
After a few breaths, she suddenly turned around and saw a figure emerge from the violent surge of the white mist behind her.
"So it still doesn't work?"
The woman's face began to show despair. She had previously tested Zhang Lingyu with her charm, but he had not been moved. So she did not expect that the Great Illusion Thousand Magic Techniques could trap him for long.
But the time it took to break through was too short, especially considering that he had used the Mirage Pearl in conjunction with it.
She said bitterly, "Fellow Daoist Zhang's spiritual sense is so strong that this is the first time I've seen it in all these years. I admire you greatly."
"You flatter me."
Zhang Lingyu casually replied that even if he hadn't mastered the first volume of the Lingxuan Nourishing Soul Scripture, the illusion wouldn't hold him for long. The Yun and Ming families were destroyed by his hand, so how could the two people in the illusion shake him?
"No comment." Zhang Lingyu remained silent for a moment before ultimately refusing.
Just then, the white mist surged again, and Jiang Shuyan emerged from it, looking at the woman with a smile, "Senior sister is still senior sister after all. I can't compare to this Great Illusion Thousand Magic Technique."
"snort."
Ouyang Miaoyan snorted coldly, raised the mirage pearl, and smirked mockingly, "Junior sister, I think your main purpose in coming here isn't just to kill me, is it?"
The importance of the Mirage Pearl to the cultivators of the Thousand Illusions Demon Palace is self-evident; otherwise, they wouldn't have gone to the trouble of competing with others for it.
It was precisely because of this that she dared to gather so many people; otherwise, it would have been difficult to exert any influence.
"This thing originally belonged to me. If my senior sister hadn't interfered, I wouldn't be where I am today."
"Really!"
Ouyang Miaoyan gave a strange smile, then suddenly her face contorted into a ferocious expression. She tightened her grip slightly, attempting to destroy the mirage pearl.
Since I am about to perish, this thing cannot be used by anyone!
"Fellow Daoist Zhang!"
Just as Jiang Shuyan was about to cast a spell to stop it, Zhang Lingyu moved even faster than her.
The Binding Rope flew out of his sleeve and wrapped around the Mirage Pearl, trying to pull it back. In addition, a flying sword came, trying to sever his arm completely.
Little did she know that this was exactly what Ouyang Miaoyan wanted. She simply threw out the mirage pearl and then crashed into the formation. Perhaps because she had been accumulating magical power, she was able to break through in one fell swoop.
"Want to leave? It's not that simple!"
Zhang Lingyu wasn't about to let the tiger return to the mountain. He immediately used the Soul-Destroying Thorn, a strike comparable to the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage, which caused the woman's head to throb with pain, and she almost fell from mid-air.
However, which of the cultivators in the Thousand Illusions Demon Palace did not specialize in cultivating their divine souls? In just two breaths, they suppressed the pain and used the Blood Burning Secret Technique, which increased their speed even further.
But this opening gave the two behind her a chance to catch up. Ouyang Miaoyan gritted her teeth and pleaded, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, do you really have to force me like this?!"
Unfortunately, Zhang Lingyu did not respond to her this time and used the Soul-Destroying Thorn again. The two consecutive full-force attacks greatly depleted his mental energy, but the opponent did not gain any advantage either.
The woman could no longer suppress the pain in her mind, feeling as if her entire soul was being torn apart, and she was about to faint in the next second.
While he was still relatively sober, he resolutely chose to self-destruct!
Once captured, the fate is to be made into a puppet. Rather than having one's body ruined like this, it would be better to die quickly.
Seeing Ouyang Miaoyan choose to self-destruct, Jiang Shuyan's expression was somewhat complicated, while Zhang Lingyu remained expressionless. He stood there for a while, then suddenly reached out and grabbed.
A faint figure was seen being pulled out from the aftershocks of the explosion.
It was Ouyang Miaoyan's soul. At their level, as long as the soul escaped, they could choose to possess another body and be reborn. They might even have the opportunity to cultivate again in the future.
The cultivators of the Thousand Illusions Demon Palace were well-versed in this subject, and he did not believe that the other party would so easily give up his life.
Looking at the struggling soul in his hand, he really wanted to put it into the Myriad Souls Banner, since once it was put in, it would add a considerable amount of combat power.
However, since it had been discussed beforehand, they simply sealed it up and handed it over to Jiang Shuyan.
"Jiang Shuyan, if you have the guts, then kill me!"
The latter happily took it, looking at it from left to right with great delight. Ignoring the soul's heart-wrenching cries, she smiled and said, "Senior sister, you are my dear senior sister. I can't bear to see you die."
"Don't worry, you'll stay by my side for the rest of my life, and I promise to take good care of you."
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