The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud-Chapter 897: Qiu Yaoyao’s Desperate Situation

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Qiu Yaoyao stood still and looked at the street in front of her, where the people had become sparse.

She realized that she must currently be trapped within an illusion array so powerful that even she could scarcely comprehend it.

Her late-stage Celestial Being Realm Divine Consciousness spread out overwhelmingly, attempting to detect flaws in the array.

She had no idea exactly where she was or who had set up this formation. However, she was certain that if the intention was goodwill, it would never have been done in such a manner.

Simultaneously, the power of her late-stage Celestial Being Realm circulated within her body, and the innate dragon scales on her skin swiftly condensed.

A crimson glow emanated from her, signaling her entry into her strongest combat state.

“Lurking in the shadows is unworthy of a hero. Since you lured me here, you might as well show yourself,” Qiu Yaoyao said in a calm yet commanding tone, addressing the void.

However, the only response she received was her own echo; no one appeared.

Her eyebrows furrowed deeper. Without further hesitation, she retrieved a long crimson whip and infused it with her Celestial Being Realm energy.

In a sudden movement, she lashed it toward the void ahead and at all the surrounding structures within her sight.

Under the sweep of her massive energy, everything she saw proved to be illusory, dissolving into nothingness under the force of her whip.

In her view, if there was a core or focal point of the array, it would likely be hidden within these areas.

By conducting indiscriminate attacks like this, she believed she would eventually find its flaw.

After more than a dozen strikes, the void before her suddenly distorted.

A figure slowly materialized.

Dressed in a black robe with an imposing presence, the person wore a faint, emotionless smile.

This person was none other than Xuan Jin, another first-sequence disciple of the Heavenly Dragon Race!

“It’s you!”

Seeing Xuan Jin, Qiu Yaoyao’s eyebrows furrowed even more.

She had never imagined that the mastermind behind this was this man!

“You’ve made it here too, it seems. Over the past month or so, you’ve joined the Martial God Hall and gained considerable fortune,” Qiu Yaoyao remarked, though the tension in her expression didn’t waver in the slightest.

She had never liked Xuan Jin, but she knew that he was an extremely dangerous and endlessly ambitious individual. No one could discern his true intentions.

“You still embody everything I admire and cherish, but unfortunately, you’ve made the wrong choice.”

Xuan Jin spoke directly, his tone filled with regret and lamentation.

Even his eyes carried traces of pain, deep within their depths.

Qiu Yaoyao reacted indifferently to Xuan Jin’s words.

With a sneer on her lips, she replied, “My choices are none of your concern.

Don’t think that just because you’ve cultivated a few days longer than me, you can pretend to control my life and criticize my actions.

My life, Qiu Yaoyao’s life, has always been my own to decide. You couldn’t control it in the past, and you won’t be able to control it in the future either.

I don’t know what kind of game you’re playing or why you lured me here. What exactly do you want from me?”

“If you still care about the fact that we both belong to the Heavenly Dragon Race, then let me go. I’ll consider this day as if it never happened.

From now on, the mountains will remain mountains, the waters will remain waters, and we will never meet again.”

Qiu Yaoyao’s words were strong and filled with contempt for Xuan Jin.

However, given today’s circumstances, she still left herself a way out.

If the situation were under her control, she wouldn’t be speaking of never meeting again, but instead demanding a concrete explanation.

Yet, for Xuan Jin to lure her here, it was clear that he had no intention of merely exchanging pleasantries.

Hearing Qiu Yaoyao’s words, Xuan Jin’s calm and profound facade finally cracked.

The handsome and refined features on his face gradually twisted into something dark.

“So the mountains remain mountains, the waters remain waters, and we will never meet again?

Do you really have no idea how I treated you all this time?

What I, Xuan Jin, want has never been beyond my reach. You alone were the exception.

And now you think you can dismiss me with this ‘never meet again’? How ridiculous!

Let me make it clear-what I cannot have, no one else shall have!”

As Xuan Jin spoke, a trace of killing intent emerged in his words, sending a chilling sensation down Qiu Yaoyao’s spine.

If he cannot have her, he will destroy her.

Until now, Qiu Yaoyao hadn’t realized how twisted Xuan Jin really was.

Her heart continued to tighten.

Even on his own, Xuan Jin’s strength was far superior to hers.

During the Four Waters Martial Arts Competition, Xuan Jin was already one of the few who had reached the Great Perfection Realm.

Her own cultivation time was still relatively short, and in the past month, Xuan Jin must have gained considerable fortunes in the Martial God Hall.

The most alarming factor was the illusion array she had encountered earlier, which she hadn’t sensed at all. It was impossible for Xuan Jin to have set it up in Dan City without assistance.

It was obvious that experts from the Martial God Hall were helping him.

As Qiu Yaoyao analyzed the situation, every possible outcome pointed to the same conclusion: escape was impossible.

However, Qiu Yaoyao remained calm on the outside and said, “So you want to kill me?

It seems that after this month in the Martial God Hall, you’ve lost your faith in the Heavenly Dragon Race.

If that’s the case, then go ahead and make your move.”

Qiu Yaoyao wasn’t deliberately provoking Xuan Jin; she simply couldn’t think of any means to escape. With no other options, she decided to confront him head on.

Upon hearing her words, Xuan Jin’s lips curled into another cold smile.

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“You think you can die? Not so easily!

You are the first to disgrace me like this. I will make you beg for life and pray for death!”

The moment Xuan Jin finished speaking, Qiu Yaoyao felt the space around her tighten as though it had been sealed.

Her late-stage Celestial Being Realm energy became impossible to channel.

Xuan Jin remained composed, his hands clasped behind his back, gazing at her with a cold smile.

It was clear that someone else had made the move.

“You will regret this.

If I fall today, your fate will be ten times worse than mine.”

At this moment, fear flickered in Qiu Yaoyao’s heart, but she knew that she had no other options. There was no way to turn back the tide.

No miracle appeared to save her.

She could feel her physical body succumbing to the crushing pressure from all directions. Cracks began to appear across her flesh.

With an eerie calm, she uttered these words, silently praying that Su Jingzhen would quickly notice her predicament.

Moments later, her body could no longer endure the overwhelming force. With a loud bang, it disintegrated into a mist of blood, scattering into the void.

Her soul, however, was effortlessly captured and bound by Xuan Jin.

Even her Blazing Flame Spirit Beast Pouch fell into his grasp.

The contract beasts inside could not get out.

At this moment, Qiu Yaoyao had truly fallen into despair.