The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 358 A Long-Awaited Reunion [Part Two]

"Where do you think you're going?" Two sinister figures roared, gracefully appearing behind Feng Ling.

Feng Ling recognized their voices; they sounded somewhat familiar, but it was during a life-or-death crisis. He didn't have time to think about it, nor could he recall them!
It wasn't until Feng Ling and Kuang San were locked in a stalemate, with Feng Ling's figure flashing frequently while being locked onto by two evil shadows like a bone-deep affliction, that he realized the evil shadows chasing after him were actually Xue Beng and Xue Zang!
"Whoosh, whoosh!"

Amidst a series of afterimages, a deadly glint of light severed a few strands of hair draped over Feng Ling's left shoulder, but it did not strike any vital organs.

Immediately afterwards, another deadly blade quietly appeared in Feng Ling's inevitable path of teleportation, not only ruthlessly shattering the afterimages, but also tearing several holes in the clothes on Feng Ling's right shoulder.

"Late stage of the fifteenth level..."

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of two deadly streaks of light behind him, one on the left and one on the right, chasing after him again. Their astonishing power caused the space to hiss repeatedly.

Do they really have such strength?

Feng Ling was shocked as he roughly sensed the energy intensity of Xue Zang and Xue Beng's attacks.

The two of them improved their cultivation levels way too fast, it's like they're on a rocket!
Could it be that they obtained some opportunity after escaping the Heavenly Demon Realm?
"Haha! Feng Ling, I will definitely treat your body well, so why are you struggling?"

Suddenly, the demonic orb emitted a fierce, malevolent light, and its powerful suction force froze the space itself. Xue Zang and Xue Beng immediately grinned, their expressions visibly shaken.

"You two, finish him off quickly!"

Kuang San, who was holding the Demon Pearl and had his cultivation fully activated, glanced at Feng Ling, who was frozen in place with cold sweat dripping from his forehead. He then smiled wickedly and silently watched as two ghostly figures appeared behind Feng Ling, their swords flashing brightly. A confident expression appeared on his wrinkled face.

"Feng Ling, accept your fate! Today, I'll first dismember your limbs, then torture you until you're crippled. Only then will I vent my hatred!"

A gust of wind howled in, and Xue Zang, who was relatively close, was the first to get close, grinning ferociously as he swung his sword at Feng Ling's left shoulder.

At this moment, Feng Ling was being forcibly controlled by Kuang San's evil magic of suction and pulling with the magic pearl. Not only was he unable to break free and escape, but he was also having some difficulty breathing.

If this sword strike lands, he will surely suffer an unprecedented and devastating blow!
"Oh no! Feng Ling is in danger!"

Caught off guard by the scene, Xiang Qiubai and Wang Dachui were both shocked and furious. However, they were momentarily distracted, and the two monsters, who had fallen into a frenzy, took advantage of the opportunity and were unable to defend themselves.
"Bang!!"

At the critical moment, a bright red streak of light shot through the air, striking between the demonic orb and the fiery lightning, breaking the suction force's confinement of the surrounding space. Unfortunately, due to insufficient attack strength, it failed to completely dispel the evil spell.

"Red Water Chestnut Whip..."

With a thought, Feng Ling seized the opportunity to catch his breath and immediately used teleportation to leave, but he was unable to escape Xue Zang's Free and Easy Wandering technique, which locked him in place.

Not only that, after a brief moment of panic, Kuang San, holding the Demon Pearl, roared and once again imprisoned Feng Ling and Yan Lei in mid-air.

"Boom!!" A deafening explosion rang out, and the billowing snow turned into rings of hot mist that rose and spread, obscuring everyone's vision.

As the mist dissipated, a beautiful woman in green stood with her back to Feng Ling, holding a red whip horizontally, her silver teeth clenched, blocking the sword's edge for him.

"Damn it, who are you?"

Seeing the green-clad woman appear out of nowhere between him and Feng Ling beneath the sword's edge, Xue Zang's previously confident expression froze. A surge of rage rose within him, and he viciously roared, "If you don't want to die, get the hell out of my way!" "Hmph!"

The woman in green curled her lip arrogantly, her beautiful eyes filled with disdain.

This scene only fueled Xue Zang's rage. He frantically poured the power of ghosts and gods into the sword, attempting to suppress the blade with his cultivation, but to little avail.

"Enough! It's all coming to an end... Feng Ling, you will all eventually meet your end!"

Suddenly, Xue Beng appeared like a ghost, his face grim and he roared. His pupils were unusually cold; he only glanced at the green-clad woman blocking Xue Zang before ignoring her completely.

After all, the most urgent task is to capture Feng Ling; any delay could lead to unforeseen circumstances! Because the battle situation is always changing rapidly, the two Nine-Headed Monsters have actually been defeated and killed, and the victorious Xiang Qiubai and Wang Dachui are rushing over at top speed. Those demon guards are no obstacle at all!
"Die!"

Avalanche's face contorted with rage as a sword, its blade gleaming with dazzling rhomboid ice crystals, slashed down fiercely at Feng Ling's crown.

Clearly, the avalanche wasn't going to hold back!

Unlike Xue Zang, who was filled with resentment and wanted to slowly torture Feng Ling to death, he didn't make a move unless it was a fatal blow!
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! Even if this action goes against Kuang San's will to capture Feng Ling alive and turn him into a puppet, Xue Beng will never leave any trouble behind or give Feng Ling any chance to live!

As for Xiang Qiubai, although he rushed there at lightning speed, there was still a short distance before he could reach the battle zone. It was truly a case of "distant water cannot quench immediate thirst"!

"Oh no!" Fatty Wang thought in alarm. "Brother Feng is really... beyond saving this time!"

Thinking this, Fatty Wang used a barrier to support Kuang Tu and Ye Jin, who had fainted from exhaustion. He then suddenly swung his giant hammer around and smashed the bodies of more than a dozen demon guards, letting large swaths of blood mist fall on his face.

"Bang!!" Sparks flew as a sword strangely stopped three feet above Feng Ling's crown, sending back a series of ear-piercing metallic grinding sounds.

Immediately, snow began to fall heavily all around, and a strange, frosty aura suddenly rose.

"hiss!"

This strange phenomenon not only caused Xue Beng and others to change their expressions drastically, but even Kuang San felt a chill in his heart.

"His life belongs only to me! If I disagree, no one can take it away by force!"

The Daoist chants were ethereal and uncertain, but the swirling snowflakes behind Feng Ling began to move rhythmically.

"You've finally appeared!"

Gazing at the gradually solidifying figure, Kuang San's hands trembled almost imperceptibly, nearly dropping the demonic pearl. His expression was solemn as he exclaimed, "Azure Water and Glazed Light!"

Every time a creature hatches, it's a new beginning...

The world is full of chaos and troubles; may the sages offer you a pure land for your souls.

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(End of this chapter)