The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife-Chapter 919: This Body... Truly Impressive
Chapter 919: This Body... Truly Impressive
The two of them were evenly matched in strength, yet their level was far beyond that of ordinary cultivators. They sought to overturn the heavens and split the earth. Unfortunately, most of the cultivators present were unfamiliar with the Demon Clan Asura techniques, and still considered Shang Jue to be merely a Demon Cultivator.
However, Siheng’s presence drew much attention.
Who was this person?
How could he be so handsome and poised?
Not only that, his cultivation was also exceptionally high.
Cultivators with some discernment recognized him and exclaimed in shock, "This... this is Celestial Being Realm?! That man has ascended to immortality!"
At that moment, Siheng’s sleeve billowed in the wind as he suddenly raised his sword.
A deafening thunderclap rang through the sky!
The people of Jialan Celestial Mountain were all stunned. Cultivators most feared the Heavenly Thunder, so why was Siheng calling it down? What was he trying to do?
Only Qing Feng, overjoyed, waved his arms and shouted, "Heaven-splitting Thunderstrike Technique!!! Incredible!!! My Lord!!!"
Bai Hao, an elder who had never seen this move, looked dumbfounded. "What? What is the Heaven-splitting Thunderstrike Technique?!"
Crimson Nine Lands also took humanoid form. His eyes reflected the thunder and lightning in the sky, and his pupils contracted as he muttered, "This... this is the Heaven-splitting Thunderstrike Technique created by Celestial Emperor Yining. Did he learn it just from studying the texts?"
This was one of Celestial Emperor Yining’s lifelong accomplishments. The technique’s power was no less than the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Tribulation.
As Siheng swung his sword, more than a dozen fierce bolts of lightning descended from the storm clouds, like a cage.
There was no escape!
Shang Jue was taken aback. She hadn’t expected that after millennia, someone would still be able to use this technique. Fortunately, Siheng was only in the Genuine Immortal Realm, and there were only a dozen lightning bolts. Had Celestial Emperor Yining himself used the technique, there would have been hundreds of strikes!
Nevertheless, the thunder illuminated the night sky, and with a deafening boom, it struck Shang Jue.
She knew she had no way to escape, so she braced herself to take the blow. Fortunately, her companions were all dead, and she had many treasures.
She immediately took out a handkerchief and tossed it into the air, where it rapidly enlarged. The cloth was covered in dense magic runes, and dark magic energy spread out immediately.
The giant handkerchief blocked the full force of the lightning strikes. It trembled violently. By the time the tenth lightning bolt hit, the cloth was already showing signs of wear.
Shang Jue wasn’t just going to sit idly by. Before the handkerchief was completely overwhelmed, she summoned the Heaven-destroying Battle Axe, charging it with her power.
The battle axe collided with the remaining bolts of lightning, producing an ear-splitting crash. The shockwave emanated from her center, breaking all the trees within a radius of one mile. Dust was thrown into the air, lingering for a long time.
Shang Jue hadn’t even had a moment to catch her breath when another flash of cold light came her way.
But after expending so much magic, her movements slowed just enough that the cold light grazed her arm, leaving a deep cut. Blood immediately soaked into her sleeve.
Shang Jue frowned and raised her battle axe again.
Siheng retreated, but he quickly formed a sword seal, sending several sword intents toward Shang Jue.
"You’re courting death!" Shang Jue hissed, gasping for breath. She could tell Siheng was forcing himself. After all, he was only in the Genuine Immortal Realm. If he exhausted his true essence, even if he could survive, his cultivation would be greatly diminished.
Siheng’s expression remained cold, his silence betraying nothing. His eyes were filled with endless killing intent as he sought to slay Shang Jue.
At that moment, a streak of golden light erupted from Jialan Celestial Mountain, accompanied by runes.
The thread of magic energy that had previously lingered in Qiao Nanyi and Nanli’s bodies passed easily through the barrier, quickly flying toward Shang Jue’s position.
Shang Jue was stunned. "My magic energy... Chuyun, Chuyun, you’re still as stubborn as ever!"
Without Chuyun’s help, Nanli could never have achieved this.
She reached out to catch the magic energy, drawing it into her own body, feeling her power surge once more.
She chuckled, "Siheng, now that we’re fighting, I’ll certainly be stronger than you..."
She turned slightly but found there was no one there.
Where was he?
Looking around, she saw that Siheng had already flown far off, nearing Jialan Celestial Mountain. By the time she gave chase, it was too late.
She glanced at the wound on her shoulder and smiled, clearly satisfied.
"This body... truly impressive."
Although she had not achieved her objective tonight, the chance to battle with Siheng and probe his strength was already a victory in her eyes.
With this thought, Shang Jue felt no regret. She turned and left.
At Jialan Celestial Mountain, Siheng landed and immediately rushed forward, still filled with worry. "A’Li!"
Everyone parted to make way.
Yun Yubai, who had been in the front, stiffened when he heard the voice.
However, he hesitated only for a moment before stepping aside.
Nanli raised her eyes, now clear-headed. The Asura Totem on her forehead had almost faded entirely.
Siheng’s heart finally settled, and he was overjoyed. Without considering the gazes of the others, he pulled Nanli into an embrace.
"You’re alright, thank goodness," he whispered. He tried to apply some force but feared hurting her or the child within her.
Others discreetly turned their heads.
Nanli, feeling a bit embarrassed, patted Siheng’s back. "Don’t do this, I can’t breathe."
Siheng quickly released her in response to her words. However, he still supported her shoulders, his gaze fixed on the Asura Demon Seal on her forehead, and frowned. "I’ll extract the Demon Soul from you completely."
Nanli shook her head. "No need. Yun Jianchu never intended to fully occupy my body. There’s no need to forcefully extract it."
Siheng was momentarily stunned, then understood what Shang Jue’s earlier words meant. He squinted and asked, "Did she help you force out the magic energy?"
Nanli nodded and began rummaging through her Qiankun Bag.
Cinian, feeling conflicted, murmured, "In that case, the records in the texts may not be entirely accurate."
It was said that the Demon Clan was naturally aggressive and deceitful, but Yun Jianchu had clearly had the opportunity to fully invade Nanli’s body.
It seemed that the Demon Clan, like any other race, had both good and bad individuals.
Bai Hao, the first to comment, stroked his chin. "Indeed, Yun Jianchu doesn’t seem to be entirely bad. It seems Crimson Nine Lands didn’t tell the whole truth."
Crimson Nine Lands wanted to refute him but remained silent. After all, had Yun Jianchu really gone on a killing spree using Nanli’s body, not only would they have been in danger, but his master—her fourth brother—would have been in immense pain.
Perhaps...
Perhaps Celestial Emperor Yining’s two disciples were truly not killed by her.
At this moment, Nanli had found the scarecrow.
She drew a different kind of talisman and affixed it to the scarecrow.
However, to infuse the Demon Soul into the scarecrow, she still needed to enter a room.
Siheng stood guard at the door, worried about any unexpected events.
Inside, loud voices began to emerge.
"Nanli, your clothes are so ugly. What is this nonsense?"
"I’m not wearing it, not wearing it. It doesn’t suit me at all."
"It’s not good-looking at all!"
Eventually, Nanli couldn’t take it anymore. In a cold voice, she threatened, "If you keep picking, I’ll burn you!"
Yun Jianchu seemed to be afraid, muttering, "We’ve spent so much time together, and I’ve helped you a lot. You should at least be a little nicer to me."
As soon as the words left her mouth, the door slammed open.
A woman was pushed out from inside, stumbling and nearly falling.