The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 501 I, Lang Jiuchuan, am your calamity!
The karmic fire unleashed by the red embroidered ball caused the Myriad Laws Soul-Devouring Banner to explode with a deafening roar from within.

Click.

Those outside were horrified, staring at the Soul-Devouring Banner that exuded a terrifying aura. They all used their spiritual power to protect themselves, only to see countless dazzling crimson flames suddenly burst forth from the banner, burning away the karma and sins within. The faces of those vengeful spirits twisted and shrieked in the karmic fire, before turning into wisps of green smoke and dissipating.

The sins they had borne over the years were burned away, and although they disappeared into the world, wasn't that a kind of liberation and purification?
As the sins dissipated, the Soul-Devouring Banner began to turn black and crack rapidly, like burning paper, and then shattered. The runes that were originally full of mystery and fear wailed, disintegrated, and collapsed in the firelight!
The fragments fell with a whoosh, then turned into ashes, which were swept by the wind to every corner of the Rong family home.

Princess Tantai and her entourage watched this shocking scene with varying expressions, but most of them were shocked and astonished.

There are such capable people in the world.

Princess Tantai's fingertips trembled slightly, and her nose tingled with emotion as she thought of something.

Master Bafang looked puzzled. How could someone so young possess such power, surpassing even the Holy Maiden? Who was this person?

"Pfft!" The Rong family head was hit so hard that he spat out several mouthfuls of blood essence and screamed in pain. His soul had already suffered a backlash, and now it was burned by the karmic fire. The backlash was far beyond his imagination, especially since he had used all his strength to unleash the evil power without reservation and had no power to protect his soul.

Now, as the karmic fire is unleashed, it not only burns away his sins but also his soul, which is connected to his natal magic weapon—an unprecedented and devastating blow.

The Soul-Devouring Banner dissipated, and he and Lang Jiuchuan fell from mid-air at the same time, their faces ashen and their breaths barely clinging to life.

Lang Jiuchuan also coughed up blood, but struggled to her feet. With a flick of her wrist, the Imperial Bell in her hand struck out with a heavy hammer-like sound, transforming into a net that imprisoned the Rong family head within it. At the same time, her thoughts raced, and the lightning snakes on the bell materialized, binding and tightening around the Rong family head. The binding force of the righteous lightning made it even harder for him to breathe.

This is a certain death trap!

The Rong family head was utterly dejected, with black blood at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with anger, resentment, and venom. Who was she?

How could there be such a person in the world? Who possesses a magical artifact like the Red Embroidered Ball? Just who is she?

But no matter who she is, he lost, he lost completely!
Are we just going to surrender like this?

He is unwilling!
He had spent his entire life working tirelessly for his family, scheming and plotting countless schemes. How could he be willing to perish in such a wretched state, defeated by his rebellious son and daughter and this unknown demoness?
Even in death, he would drag everyone here down to hell to be buried with him.

A madness of extreme resentment erupted in the eyes of the Rong family head. His lips moved, and he repeatedly compressed his soul and the chaotic energy remaining in his body into the depths of his dantian. A destructive and heart-palpitating wave spread from his body, and the surrounding space began to distort and collapse.

Princess Tantai's pupils contracted, and she warned sharply, "Be careful, he's going to self-destruct his Dao foundation!"

Lang Jiuchuan's eyes remained cold and calm. While using his lightning power to tightly bind him, he summoned the Jade Bone Talisman Brush and drew a Taiyin Soul-Slaying Talisman in mid-air, pressing it hard against Lang Jiuchuan's brow.

She hasn't gotten the answer yet, he can't die!
As soon as the Soul-Slaying Talisman was unleashed, the Rong family head felt as if his soul had been forcibly cleaved open several times by a fire blade. He screamed in agony, and the energy he had just compressed and condensed, which was about to reach its peak, suddenly froze. As his mind relaxed, the energy dissipated in wisps.

This talisman does not destroy the soul, but it has an absolute power to intimidate and suppress it. It is like cutting flesh with a dull knife, which is more torturous than killing the soul in one fell swoop. Just like now, the Rong family head's face is distorted, and he is suffering unprecedented pain and torment.

But what caused him even more pain was that his self-destruction was forcibly interrupted. This was tantamount to reaching a critical point in his cultivation, only to have someone interfere and interrupt his ascent. The backlash from this was no less severe than the backlash from his natal magic weapon.

*Pfft. Pfft.* The Rong family head coughed up blood, his aura gushing out like a river bursting its banks. The madness in his eyes faded, leaving only endless pain and dissipation. Like an old dog on its last breath, he convulsed incessantly, his throat emitting painful gasps, utterly powerless to resist.

it's time!

Despite the exhaustion and soul-piercing pain caused by the depletion of his vital energy, Lang Jiuchuan grabbed the Rong family head and, with a few leaps, disappeared from the square.

Wuyouzi drifted over in a daze.

Just as Daoist Bafang was about to follow, Princess Tantai said, "Senior, don't meddle in other people's business. This woman is no ordinary person."

Master Bafang looked at the mess in the square. The Rong family's disciples were either injured or had fled, not to mention the clansmen without cultivation. All of this was caused by the fourth master of the Rong family and the woman.

She also had two assistants by her side.

Master Bafang wanted to find the two ghosts, but he couldn't find them anywhere, so he frowned.

The Rong family is doomed!
Lang Jiuchuan dragged the Rong family head to the equally chaotic forbidden area, threw him down, took out a few pills and swallowed them, then looked at Wuyouzi, who was about to collapse, and said, "I have a magic artifact, go in and heal yourself."

Wuyouzi shook his head and said, "It's no use. Quickly search his soul, or things might change."

The Rong family head was barely alive. Upon hearing this, he awkwardly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes staring at Wuyouzi, his lips moving, his eyes filled with angry hatred.

Wuyouzi remained unmoved, her eyes filled only with endless hatred for him.

When Lang Jiuchuan saw Fu Qi and the others appear, he also guarded the high place. He slowly walked to the Rong family head who was on the verge of death and looked down at this enemy who was once arrogant and high above, but is now like mud.

The original body, and even his own tragedy, all stemmed from a switch. So, who orchestrated all of this?
Is it you, the head of the Rong family, or someone else?

The Rong family head looked terrified and tried to condense his power to self-destruct, but his dantian seemed to have been shattered, and he could no longer condense a trace of spiritual power. He didn't even have the power to protect himself.

"Who exactly are you?" he asked hoarsely, unwilling to give up.

Lang Jiuchuan didn't want to answer, but then, as if thinking of something, a smirk appeared on his lips: "I am Lang Jiuchuan, the Lang family girl you switched back then, and also, your calamity!"

The Rong family head was taken aback, then his face showed shock. He said, "Impossible, how could you possibly be on her..." He suddenly stopped talking, his eyes flashing, and after taking a few deep breaths, he said, "What do you want to know? As long as you let me go, I'll tell you everything!"

Lang Jiuchuan looked at him with cold eyes and said, "I don't need to let you go. You'll tell me anyway!"

what?
"No, don't..." The Rong family head stared wide-eyed in horror as she pressed her icy hand against his forehead, the powerful Daoist energy piercing his consciousness with divine sense. He stared blankly in despair.

(End of this chapter)