The transmigrated villain wants to escape Feng Aotian's hellish situation.

Liu Ruoqing, standing to the side, struggled to lift her head amidst the howling wind.

She discovered that a huge, dark tornado had enveloped the entire Blazing Tomb.

Lightning flashed within the tornado, and the rocks and trees on the Blazing Tomb were all drawn by the hurricane. Under the power of the hurricane, the entire Blazing Tomb crumbled and collapsed.

"What... is going on?"

Inside the Blazing Tomb, a jet-black bead floated in Qin Yangjun's hand, emanating bursts of violent energy.

Yin Kangxuehan disregarded everything else and quickly dispelled the illusion, grabbing Ling'er who was standing to the side and using her remaining demonic power to create a spiritual energy shield.

As the illusion dissipated, the demon kings regained their senses and realized that they were floating in the air, with a huge hole torn open in the Blazing Tomb by an unknown force.

Several demon kings were spinning in the hurricane-filled sky, and they could feel their bodies being torn apart by a violent force.

"Ahhh!!! What the hell?!"

Because their demonic power was exhausted and they didn't have time to replenish it, they were completely unable to resist this power and could only let it tear their bodies apart.

"Qin Yangjun, what have you done?! Ah!!"

Qin Yangjun looked up at the demon king in the sky, his expression indifferent.

At this point, Qin Yangjun didn't mind answering their questions.

"Back then, my sister slew two demon kings. One was the Great Roc King, and the other, whom you call the Heavenly Demon King, was actually a Wind God Demon. My sister refined the Wind God Demon's true essence into a magical artifact. When the demon race attacked the border, Zhuang Hancheng was rewarded for his merit in defending Canggu City. This artifact is called..."

"Wind and Thunder Pearl."

Mu Xianxian looked at the beads in Qin Yangjun's hand with a slightly surprised expression.

She initially rewarded Zhuang Hancheng with the Wind and Thunder Pearl because she wanted to refine it into an offensive magic weapon, but she failed. Strictly speaking, the Wind and Thunder Pearl was a failed product.

This bead can only be used once. Although it is a one-time use, it can unleash the power of a Tribulation Transcending Realm cultivator. Rewarding it to Zhuang Hancheng can also be regarded as a trump card for protecting Canggu City.

She remembered that Zhuang Hancheng treasured this thing very much, and she never expected that her younger brother would actually get his hands on it.

At this moment, Fu Haiqing quickly came to his senses and looked at Mu Xianxian.

"Sect Master Mu, you must be joking. With such a powerful weapon on Xiao Jun, how could he be afraid of those demon kings?"

Mu Xianxian remained silent for a long time before pondering.

“I didn’t give this to Xiao Jun. This thing should be on Zhuang Hancheng. I guess Xiao Jun got it through some means.”

At this moment, the hurricane in the sky began to spin rapidly, and countless bolts of lightning began to strike the demon king's body. This infernal torture caused the demon kings to scream in agony, and the screams echoed for two miles.

This made the three people watching the show from outside, who were clinging to a big tree, swallow hard.

Xuan Tianyi looked at Qin Yangjun in the picture.

"So Qin Yangjun actually had such a powerful thing in his possession."

Situ Ye echoed his sentiments from the side.

"No wonder he's so fearless; having a sect leader sister makes all the difference."

Even Liu Ruoqing was sighing.

"This time, I've really broadened my horizons."

At this moment, Qin Yangjun inside the ruins had a serious expression. He glanced at the two women behind him, knowing that the Wind and Thunder Pearl could not be fully released here.

Otherwise he would hurt them, so he suddenly exerted his strength, leaped high into the air, and arrived in the center of the hurricane.

"Let me add some more ingredients for you!"

Qin Yangjun formed his hands into claws, and the Wind and Thunder Pearl floated in front of his chest. Qin Yangjun frantically poured the spiritual power in his body into the Wind and Thunder Pearl.

Golden spiritual power began to emanate from Qin Yangjun's body, and a faint golden dragon phantom hovered above the Wind and Thunder Pearl.

The pitch-black hurricane in the sky began to turn golden, and the power of the thunder intensified, with a faint roar of an unknown creature that could be heard.

Puff! Puff! ...

The demon kings' bodies finally couldn't hold on any longer, and bursts of blood mist erupted from their bodies. Their life force was rapidly waning, but even so, the frequency of the lightning strikes on them was gradually increasing.

Bei Yunlan, far away in the Yuqian Sect, stared wide-eyed.

"Sect Master Mu, the power of your Wind and Thunder Pearl is a bit exaggerated. Let alone dealing with a few Mahayana Demon Kings, even if the Peacock King came, he would probably lose a few feathers."

The Peacock King is a demon king of the Eastern Region, a great demon at the second level of the Tribulation Transcending Realm. However, unlike the demon realm here, he is relatively friendly to human cultivators.

He would often ask Bei Yunlan to sit down and drink with him.

At this moment, the group of people realized that the danger on Qin Yangjun's body had been completely eliminated.

It's more accurate to say that he is the real danger; all these demon kings will fall into his hands.

Fu Haiqing also sighed from the side.

"It's a pity it's a one-time use weapon, otherwise it would be another powerful weapon."

Liu Ruoqing looked at Mu Xianxian.

"Sect Master Mu, when did your weapon crafting skills become so advanced? In a few days, I'll prepare the materials and you can craft a few treasures for me."

In contrast, Mu Xianxian's eyes were also full of doubt. She clearly remembered that the Wind and Thunder Pearl she had refined did not have such great power. Otherwise, why would she have given it to Zhuang Hancheng? Wouldn't it have been better to give it to her own younger brother?

Meanwhile, Qin Yangjun in the Blazing Tomb also sensed that the life force of these demon kings had basically disappeared, and at this moment, a crack appeared in the Wind and Thunder Pearl in his hand.

He was clearly about to give up, but just to be on the safe side, he decided to launch another attack. He poured energy into the Wind and Thunder Pearl again, then left the pearl behind and jumped back into the Blazing Tomb.

As Qin Yangjun jumped into the Blazing Flame Tomb, the Wind and Thunder Pearl began to tremble, and the cracks on it started to emit white light, as if something was about to burst out from inside.

boom!

With a deafening roar, the energy released by the Wind and Thunder Pearl unleashed a raging storm. A violent hurricane, mixed with lightning, flattened half of the mountain peak of Blazing Tomb.

First of all, I wish everyone a happy holiday.

I wonder how many days off you all get?

Secondly, I would like to thank all the readers for their support. It is thanks to your support that I have been able to get to where I am today.

Of course, my updates have been a bit slow lately, but I will improve in the future.

Getting the book on the shelves is just the beginning; whether it can be improved in the future depends on its own efforts.

Actually, I've already figured out the format of this book, but I don't know if the future writing will suit everyone's taste.

Of course, I always believe that everyone has different tastes; the same storyline can be liked by some and disliked by others.

But there's no way around it; I can't please everyone. I have to do things my own way.

I will listen to your suggestions, but please refrain from giving me pointers. I'm stubborn and prefer to follow my own path.

In the future, there may be new readers, and some friends may leave. In any case, the fact that you can see these words at this time means that we still have some kind of connection.

Anyway, I'm here. If you like it, take a look. If you don't, you can go pursue what you like. You can also leave a mark in the comments, just like a visitor's note, which can be considered a testament to our chance encounter.

Oh dear, I also don't know if I've been too lazy.

There aren't many people in our comment section, and there aren't many people in the rant section either.

Monthly votes are scarce, pitifully scarce, seemingly at the level of some colleagues with 56 words.

As for tipping... well, just do what you can afford. If you don't post a comma to show you're there, that's fine too.

Of course, I still want to express my sincere gratitude to those who gave me monthly tickets and tips. You guys covered for me, otherwise I would have been stuck in a corner drawing circles in frustration.

I read the comments and rant sections every day, and their constant silence is making me doubt the authenticity of my collection.

Compared to those big names from the same period, my data is dismal.

But if it's a matter of type, then you just have to accept it.

I'm not good at writing about marriage transformations, and I don't really understand yuri (I'm an old single otaku), so I can only continue in this style.

My writing style is a continuation of my old books, cough cough, I mean simple, easy-to-understand writing. To cater to the market, I made some changes, but the overall style is still pretty much the same.

Don't worry, the main character definitely won't become a mascot, but the female characters... well, that's another story. But since I've noticed it, I'll try my best to weigh these things carefully.

Haha, I've gotten a bit off-topic. Anyway, it's on sale now, and I'm pretty happy about it.

If you like it, please show your support.

If you don't like it, we'll meet again someday.

The essence of entertainment is to find joy and fun.

On this festival, I won't say anything more; everyone has heard the same auspicious words countless times.

I sincerely hope that everyone can be happy every day.

Being able to spend each day happily is enough.

9.29—A wasted life

written request for leave

I need to rest for a few days and adjust myself. Having things on my mind always makes me easily distracted. I'll take advantage of these few days to resolve everything that needs to be resolved, and then I'll take some time to adjust. I'll have a big one coming at the beginning of next month.

It wasn't my intention to update slower and slower. I don't know why, but every time I finish writing a chapter, my mind goes blank and I start thinking about other things.

Tomorrow's Song truly embodies the philosophy of life.

Tomorrow is tomorrow, tomorrow is so much.

This situation is entirely due to my own misjudgment, and I apologize to everyone here.

Chapter Sixty-Nine: A Grand Scheme

The three spectators finally couldn't withstand the wind and were blown away.

At this moment, Yin Kangxuehan didn't know how to describe the shock she felt.

He stared blankly at Qin Yangjun as he slowly landed.

At that moment, she seemed to suddenly understand something.