After being jilted by the saintess at the beginning, why is she crying?

He sensed a terrifying aura emanating from that dark blue-green figure, far surpassing any other being in this world!

As a Nascent Soul Ancestor who had dominated the Blazing Sun Sect for hundreds of years, this was the first time he had ever encountered a place that could instill such fear in him!

This is absolutely not an existence that should exist in this world!

"Impossible...impossible! How could something like this happen to a junior?!"

Zhao Yuanlong roared inwardly, but no words came out. His Nascent Soul stage intuition screamed frantically, urging him to escape immediately! Immediately! Right now!

But he couldn't move.

The dark, deathly aura had already enveloped a space of several dozen feet in radius, turning this area into a dead zone.

His legs felt like they were filled with lead, and the spiritual energy within his body was frozen, making its circulation extremely difficult.

Lin Fengmian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and slowly flew into the air. His figure was still a little unsteady, and his face was so pale that it was almost transparent, but his eyes burned with an extremely cold killing intent.

The way they looked at Zhao Yuanlong was as if they were looking at a dead man.

He forcibly communicated with the core of the corpse puppet using his consuming divine sense, enduring the excruciating pain of his soul being torn apart. He raised his hand and pointed at Zhao Yuanlong, his voice low and carrying an unyielding authority:

"Mysterious Yin Corpse Puppet, crush him!"

boom--!

After receiving the command, the ghostly green soul fire in the corpse puppet's eyes suddenly intensified, like two balls of netherworld fire burning fiercely!

He moved.

There was no earth-shattering display, no fancy spells, he simply raised his giant hand and shook it from a distance at Zhao Yuanlong, who was ten feet away and was terrified!

Click—!

With a crisp sound, the entire space became distorted, as if it contained spatial power.

Zhao Yuanlong's violent Nascent Soul spiritual pressure, protective aura, and even his renowned Azure Lotus Earth Fire were all rendered powerless in the face of this pure, deathly Yin energy.

Like paper, it couldn't even hold on for half a breath before shattering and going out!

The Azure Lotus Earth Fire let out a final, mournful cry, like a candle flame being extinguished, unwillingly extinguishing its last glimmer of light.

The protective armor on Zhao Yuanlong's body, which was strong enough to withstand a full-force attack from a Golden Core cultivator, was rapidly corroded by the Yin-Yang Death Qi and turned into ashes.

His once-proud Nascent Soul spiritual pressure vanished suddenly, like a punctured balloon!

"No! Impossible! What is this thing... Ah!!!"

Zhao Yuanlong let out a piercing scream.

He felt like a tiny insect being gripped by an invisible giant hand!

All of his bones, meridians, dantian, and even the nascent soul that had just escaped his body were enveloped and tightened by an irresistible force of destruction...

That power was cold, ancient, and domineering, carrying the aura of death that brought the end of all things. It crushed his bones bit by bit, shattered his meridians inch by inch, and devoured his spiritual power strand by strand.

He could feel his dantian shattering, his nascent soul wailing, and his soul trembling, but he could do nothing and could only watch helplessly as he walked step by step toward utter destruction!

puff!

A muffled thud that sent chills down your spine.

Blood mist mixed with fragments of Nascent Soul flesh exploded in the air, only to be quickly annihilated by the Yin Nether Death Qi.

Zhao Yuanlong, the Nascent Soul Hall Master who dominates the Blazing Sun Sect, is a master of scheming, cultivates both body and magic, and possesses a unique flame.

dead!

Completely annihilated, not even a trace remained!

The soul fire in the Yinming Corpse Puppet's eyes flickered slightly, sweeping over the Lieyang Sect disciples who were already paralyzed with fear on the ground.

The disciples were all ashen-faced and trembling like leaves. Some tried to escape, but found their legs too weak to stand up.

The deathly aura swept across like an invisible tide—

There were no screams, no struggles.

The dozen or so disciples' eyes instantly turned dull, and their bodies withered and stiffened at a visible speed, turning into withered corpses covered in black frost.

Then, blown by the winds of the Gobi Desert, it turned into ashes and vanished, as if it had never existed.

With Zhao Yuanlong's death, the "Blazing Sun Heaven-Burning Formation," having lost its dominant force, collapsed with a roar, the scorching spiritual pressure disappeared, and the chains broke.

The flames that filled the sky vanished quickly, like the receding tide, disappearing into the heavens and earth.

In the vast expanse of heaven and earth, it seemed that only the terrifying dark blue-black corpse puppet remained, along with the ball of blue lotus flame it held in its hands.

Behind the corpse puppet, Lin Fengmian staggered to his feet, his face pale, clearly under considerable strain.

His temples throbbed, and his soul felt as if it were being pierced by thousands of silver needles at once, causing him to feel dizzy and his vision to go black.

"Excellent, an unexpected bonus! I'll gladly accept this Azure Lotus Earth Fire!"

If the five spiritual roots are to condense a nascent soul, they not only need to cultivate diligently to accumulate endless spiritual power, but also need to draw upon and fuse with the essence of the corresponding spiritual objects of heaven and earth as a medicinal guide.

For example, to condense a fire-attribute nascent soul, one must find a heaven and earth spirit fire of sufficient grade to refine and fuse with, thereby constructing the "spiritual fire foundation" of the fire-attribute nascent soul.

The Azure Lotus Earth Fire, which contains pure fire element and vibrant life force, is undoubtedly the most suitable and extremely rare choice.

Lin Fengmian possesses five spiritual roots, which is not only a rare opportunity in the world, but also a path to heaven full of unknown dangers and boundless potential.

"Since I possess five elemental roots, why should I be confined to a single Nascent Soul?"

"I want to simultaneously condense five nascent souls of different attributes! In this way, I will forge an unprecedented—the Great Dao of Chaotic Nascent Souls!"

Whenever he thought of this, he felt a surge of emotion, a rush of excitement. It was an infinite yearning for the future.

An endless yearning for the peak, a boundless ambition to transcend heaven and earth!

……

After Lin Fengmian put away the Yinming Corpse Puppet and the Azure Lotus Earth Fire, Fu Yinqiu, who had been staring in disbelief as if petrified, finally came to her senses.

She was truly terrified by the Yinming Corpse Puppet!

Compared to the corpse puppet, Zhao Yuanlong is not scary at all!

That three-zhang-tall, dark blue figure, those empty eye sockets burning with eerie green soul flames, that terrifying domain permeated with the aura of death and desolation.

The oppressive feeling that came from the depths of her soul made it almost impossible for her, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, to breathe!

Lin Fengmian also felt extremely exhausted. It was as if all the spiritual power in his body had been drained, and even his blood and qi were almost dried up. His soul was also experiencing a series of needle-like stinging pains!

This time, it's really risky!

With his current cultivation level, forcibly controlling the Netherworld Corpse Puppet is a bit too much of a stretch. Although that terrifying war puppet is incredibly powerful...

However, each breath of control consumed a large amount of his divine soul power, almost draining his newly recovered spiritual consciousness once again.

But getting angry for the sake of a woman is just his style!

He decisively swallowed several healing and blood-nourishing pills. The pills melted in his mouth, turning into a warm current that flowed into his limbs and bones, slightly relieving the excruciating pain.

He then forced himself to endure the intense pain in his soul and body and rushed towards the center of the formation.