Mortal: Fifteenth Realm Sword Cultivator

Nangong Wan left a faint afterimage in place before transforming into a streak of blue light and disappearing rapidly backward.

The speed was so fast that it was almost as if the very essence of life was being burned, and in the blink of an eye, it was several miles away.

The sword light was impressive, but its actual offensive capability was not very high.

Nangong Wan was only activating the blue-white flying sword magic weapon itself, so its power was limited.

This move alone could not possibly kill the two Core Formation Guardians, let alone break through their encirclement.

This move is nothing but a bluff; their real intention is to use it as a pretext for escape.

Seeing that Nangong Wan was using this opportunity to escape, Wang Chan showed no sign of impatience.

Earlier, he had secretly given orders to the Ghost Spirit Sect disciples to set up a large formation in front of her, completely blocking her path.

"Chase after her! She can't get far. Make sure you capture her! If things get too difficult..."

He paused deliberately, his gaze sweeping over Old Ghost and Old Child, his voice suddenly turning cold, "It is acceptable for the two guardians to surround and kill them."

After speaking, he turned to look at Yan Ruyan.

"Do you have anything to add to this arrangement?"

His tone turned noticeably colder, his words revealing his dissatisfaction with her presumptuous actions.

The Yan Family Fortress no longer exists, and its power has completely become dependent on the Ghost Spirit Sect.

Although you, Yan Ruyan, are nominally my fiancée, you are essentially my subordinate.

Given the strict hierarchical rules of the Ghost Spirit Sect, it wouldn't be an exaggeration for him to call himself Young Master.

Yan Zhi keenly sensed the invisible power struggle between the two, her heart tightened, and she dared not breathe.

This is not the same as before.

Speaking at this point would only add fuel to the fire.

Yan Ruyan slowly turned her head, her gaze calm and unwavering, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

"No further comment."

Wang Chan snorted coldly at his words, her eyes filled with barely suppressed anger, and she slammed her fingers heavily on the armrest.

But he didn't say anything more, only gave a heavy snort.

The two guardians had already transformed into two streaks of light, chasing straight towards the direction where Nangong Wan had disappeared.

Seeing this, Wang Chan didn't linger and raised her hand in greeting.

The enormous chariot then silently continued its journey forward, riding the wind.

He showed no intention of letting Yan Ruyan, who was still hovering outside, come up.

The rest of the entourage inside the carriage remained silent, not daring to utter a sound.

Only Yan Zhi glanced around and quickly moved closer, gently placing her soft little hands on Wang Chan's shoulders and neck with just the right amount of pressure, and began to massage.

Wang Chan closed her eyes, enjoying the comfort from her shoulder, but glanced coldly at Yan Ruyan, who was flying alone on her magical artifact outside the carriage.

"Zhi'er, if only your sister could be as sensible and understanding as you."

Yan Zhi felt a chill run down her spine, but dared not show it on her face. She could only go along with the conversation and flatter them in a fawning tone:

"Young Master, please calm down. My sister... she is, after all, a Heavenly Spiritual Root with exceptional talent. It's understandable that she's a bit aloof and arrogant. Besides, you, Young Master, are exceptionally gifted and of noble status. Given time, you will surely win her over willingly."

He carefully observed Wang Chan's expression and added.

"Actually, this is just her nature. It's not that she's targeting the young master. At home, she treats the elders and peers in the clan with the same aloofness. She doesn't mean to be disrespectful to you."

Women really do understand men best.

Yan Zhi's few words calmed Wang Chan down.

If Yan Ruyan hadn't been there, Wang Chan would have wanted to pull her into her arms and ravage her.

Yan Ruyan had absolutely no interest in the two of them and didn't even glance at them.

I was feeling a little better after seeing Nangong Wan seemingly escape danger and flee.

However, upon sensing with divine sense, the other party's aura suddenly stopped.

Yan Ruyan's firefly cloak flashed with light, instantly activating itself, transforming her into an elusive streak of light that directly bypassed Wang Chan's carriage and flew rapidly forward.

Upon seeing this, Wang Chan's expression changed. "Follow them!"

At the same time, he urged the carriage he was sitting in to speed up and chase after them with his men.

Sure enough, it didn't fly very far.

The scene before her eyes made Yan Ruyan immediately sense something was wrong.

Nangong Wan was trapped in a huge, transparent array that emitted an earthy yellow light.

The light wall swirled, runes appeared and disappeared, forming a hemispherical cage that firmly imprisoned Nangong Wan within it.

The two guardians of the Ghost Spirit Sect stood at opposite ends of the formation.

The eight Foundation Establishment stage cultivators below are continuously activating their own magical power to maintain the flow of the formation.

Nangong Wan gritted her teeth, a surge of intense resentment rising in her heart.

"Those despicable thieves!"

He cursed under his breath, realizing that the enemy had laid a trap here.

Trapped by the formation, and with two Core Formation cultivators eyeing them from the outside, it seems unlikely that things will go smoothly without paying a price.

Are we really going to force her to reveal her secret weapon?

Nangong Wan made a hand seal, revealing two bracelets on her fair wrists.

One red and one silver, shimmering with precious light, exquisitely crafted, they floated up on their own without clinging to the skin, emitting powerful spiritual energy fluctuations.

Two more magical treasures!

And the quality is absolutely exceptional!

The old ghost and the old woman on the outer edge of the formation witnessed this scene and were so shocked that they were almost speechless.

They had risked their lives to serve the Ghost Spirit Sect for many years, and as Core Formation Protectors, each of them had only nurtured one magic weapon, and the quality of those weapons was not necessarily very high.

On the other hand, since the start of their fight, Nangong Wan has displayed three or four flying swords and magical treasures in succession!

In the blink of an eye, the silver bracelet on Nangong Wan's wrist suddenly shone brightly.

The mysterious runes on the bracelet instantly grew stronger, flowed, and shone with an extremely dazzling brilliance.

With a clear, resonant sound, the gleaming silver bracelet flew out on its own.

It swelled with the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it differentiated and extended in the air, transforming into a huge silver ring that expanded rapidly in all directions.

The Kunyuan Sealing Dust Formation, renowned for its unparalleled ability to trap enemies, emitted a teeth-grinding crunching sound under this sudden burst of impact.

The light shield shook violently, flickering on and off, and visible cracks gradually spread across it like a spider web.

The eight Foundation Establishment cultivators who had set up the formation all let out a muffled groan, their faces turning deathly pale, and blood trickling from the corners of their mouths.

The spiritual energy maintaining the formation was disrupted, and the cracks on the light shield deepened, making it teeter on the verge of collapse.

"Hold on! She's at her last gasp!"

The old ghost let out a sharp screech, his withered claws swirling, and a beam of blood-red light poured into the array base.

With a slight thought, Nangong Wan released a porcelain bottle from her storage pouch at her waist.

A round, plump pill, exuding a fragrant aroma, floated out.

She parted her lips slightly, and the elixir transformed into a stream of light and entered her mouth.

The red jade ring, Nangong Wan's natal magic weapon "Vermilion Bird Ring", began to emit an astonishingly scorching heat!

She needs to gather her strength to break through the formation!

The Vermilion Bird Ring first transformed into a blazing ring of fire, then instantly transformed into a giant Vermilion Bird.

Fire overcomes earth; this is the clear principle of nature.

With a deafening roar that seemed to shatter rocks and pierce the clouds, the already crumbling Kunyuan Sealing Dust Array, enveloped in a scorching wave of heat, disintegrated into countless fragments.

The eight Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators were still engulfed in flames, each transforming into a dazzling and terrifying fireball, which was instantly reduced to ashes.