The crazy uncle-master went on a killing spree, and the whole sect was burned to death!

Chapter 989 There will be divine punishment!
"Hmm, it seems the breakthrough lies in this barrier."

Feng Jiuxiao understood these things better, so Song Wanning was more willing to trust Feng Jiuxiao's judgment.

She stopped actively probing and instead observed the situation of the three people.

The head of the family was clearly nearing the end of his life; if they had rescued him in time, they might have been able to save his life.

But if it takes any longer, it's hard to say.

The two elders should be able to hold on for a while longer, so there's no rush.

but……

Who set up this altar?

This question popped into Song Wanning's mind.

It must have been arranged by the wood-plastic composite industry; there's no doubt about that.

But are the people being used already dead, or still alive?

If they are still alive, they will eventually rebuild the altar if they don't find the person.

If he's already dead, then all is well.

……

Time passed slowly, and Song Wanning was still checking her surroundings.

Feng Jiuxiao has already begun trying to break the barrier.

After all, she was a renowned array master even in the immortal realm, and she quickly found the problem with the barrier.

Song Wanning only saw her hands flutter like butterflies, and as she danced, countless banners flew towards the altar.

The surrounding air instantly became tense and anxious, with a hissing sound filling the air everywhere.

When Feng Jiuxiao's hand stopped for the last time, the barrier opposite him shone with golden light, and then finally dissipated with a roar.

Not a trace was left.

As soon as the barrier disappeared, the three people who had been unconscious slowly opened their eyes.

The power that bound their souls vanished instantly, leaving them feeling exhausted and utterly dejected.

When they realized it was Song Wanning and her companion, their first reaction was to tell them to leave quickly.

They were worried that the monsters behind them would be no match for them.

The three's behavior made Song Wanning and Feng Jiuxiao feel a little better. At least they weren't heartless people who were worth saving.

Song Wanning stepped forward, helped the person up, and placed them far away from the altar.

The three family heads' expressions changed slightly, feeling that the sense of incongruity between Song Wanning and Feng Jiuxiao was becoming increasingly strong.

They took out the medicine and swallowed it, and the bleeding from the wound slowly stopped, giving them a chance to catch their breath.

Song Wanning and Feng Jiuxiao had already gone to the altar.

Beneath the altar, a portrait still lay buried, depicting the same red-haired figure, though his features remained obscured.

"The inventor of the evil array was a woman, right?"

Song Wanning remembered that Feng Jiuxiao seemed to have mentioned that the founder of the evil formation had become someone else's sex slave.

"Ah."

Feng Jiuxiao nodded; the person in the portrait was not the founder.

"If not, then it must be the one absorbing this fortune and essence..."

Song Wanning frowned; this person needed to be identified as soon as possible.

Once we return to the Immortal Realm, the first thing we'll do is dig this person out.

"Never mind that, let's destroy the altar here first."

"I suspect there might be more than one altar!"

Feng Jiuxiao's expression darkened, and he immediately told Song Wanning to move away. He then began to set up an array and cast a spell.

Forcibly destroying the altar might backfire, so using an array to break it is the best approach.

Song Wanning was not idle either; she carefully surveyed her surroundings, not daring to miss the slightest movement.

The two's unusual behavior and the incomprehensible words they spoke caused the three family heads to exchange glances, all having the same thought.

However, no one dared to speak out, and they could only choose to wait and see.

In the blink of an eye, just as the formation was about to succeed, a figure suddenly attacked from afar.

"How dare you, you brat!!!"

The newcomer gave a sharp rebuke, his voice filled with anger.

What followed was a flash of sword light, majestic and awe-inspiring.

"It's a Nascent Soul cultivator!!!" The elders were shocked and immediately tried to drag their heavily injured bodies to fight back.

Song Wanning gave a gentle push, and an irresistible pressure on the soul came over, stopping the group.

Then, with a mere blink of her eye, a sharp divine soul sword appeared in her mind and slashed directly at the blade light.

The menacing blade light was shattered in an instant.

It unleashed a torrent of power towards the Nascent Soul cultivator.

"puff--"

The Nascent Soul cultivator was struck directly by the sword and fell from mid-air.

He stared at Song Wanning in shock, his heart filled with terror.

"Who—who are you?"

This is not the kind of power a Golden Core cultivator could possibly unleash!

Song Wanning remained silent, but slowly walked towards him and plunged her sword directly into his shoulder.

The longsword pierced his bones and then into the ground, pinning him to the earth.

The Nascent Soul cultivator gasped in pain, his eyes darting away in fear.

Because he discovered that Song Wanning's cultivation level was definitely abnormal.

But Song Wanning ignored him completely, simply suppressing him firmly and not giving him a chance to cause trouble.

The entire cave became quiet.

Only the sound of Feng Jiuxiao destroying the altar remained.

Seeing his arrangements about to be destroyed, the Nascent Soul cultivator was furious, his eyes turning red with hatred.

"What are you doing? Stop right now!"

"If you do this, Heaven will punish you..."

"Stop right now!"

The Nascent Soul cultivator broke through his defenses and shouted, his face turning pale with anxiety.

But Feng Jiuxiao didn't stop; in fact, she sped up her work, dismantling the altar bit by bit, making the Nascent Soul cultivators' hearts bleed.

"Are you all crazy? Stop it right now!"

"There will be divine punishment! There will be divine punishment!!!"

The Nascent Soul cultivator was in a frenzy. Ignoring Song Wanning's attempts to restrain him, he desperately tried to get up and stop Feng Jiuxiao.

Song Wanning glanced coldly at the cultivator and stepped directly on the shoulder of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

"what--"

His already aching shoulder suddenly felt like it was being torn apart, causing his eyebrows and eyes to twitch in pain.

He was hunched over, groaning in pain.

Song Wanning slowly squatted down, staring into the eyes of the Nascent Soul cultivator, and asked in a low voice, "What do you mean by so-called Heavenly Punishment?"

"hiss--"

The Nascent Soul cultivator did not answer immediately; his eyes were still full of defiance.

Song Wanning wasn't in a hurry. She took out the long sword and plunged it into his head.

Instantly, the longsword pierced through his skull and went inside.

The Nascent Soul cultivator trembled in fright, and the sword tip remained where it had just pierced the bone.

If Song Wanning were to push it in even slightly, it would immediately cause his soul to explode and he would die.

The Nascent Soul cultivator's pupils constricted in fright, and he dared not be presumptuous again.

"It's... divine punishment..."

"Blood Rain Heavenly Punishment..."

The Nascent Soul cultivator spoke haltingly, gasping for breath in pain.

"Oh?"

Song Wanning became interested; she seemed to already know the other party's plan.

"Did you receive some kind of guidance that if you don't set up such an altar and offer sacrifices, this world will completely lose its spiritual energy and become a wasteland?"

Thank you for the gift, "Suifeng" baby!

Here's an extra chapter!

Babies, we're already setting the stage for the final battle, and the end isn't far off!
The author has always intended to give the protagonist room to grow and make everything more reasonable, but some readers feel that the author is deliberately dragging things out...

Waaaaah, I really don't have any~~~