The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 699 - 394: No Escape?
Although she knew what she should do most was to go up and strangle him by the neck until he was dead, seeing him so distraught, Ning Xiaoxian still subconsciously kept a distance from him.
The power of the purple light was undeniable, consuming the black seawater in about thirty breaths, turning the entire sea area into a mysterious purple, a beautiful scene of clouds steaming and colorful clouds forming. The sea surface was calm, like top-quality purple crystal.
The avatar of Yin Jiu You was defeated.
Suddenly, two meandering chains burst forth from the waves, agile as dragons, heading straight for the avatar of Yin Jiu You, and in the blink of an eye, they locked onto his body, binding him tightly.
He did not resist at all, allowing the chains to drag him into the deep water.
The runes in the sea flickered with purple light again, tightening the chains further. The figure of Yin Jiu You’s avatar started to blur. Ning Xiaoxian did not know that this was a sign that the Primordial Spirit was about to be annihilated. As the saying goes, a clay jar cannot escape breaking at the well, and a general cannot avoid death before the battle line. Yin Jiu You’s avatar, having dealt with so many people’s Primordial Spirits, finally faced this destiny himself one day.
In the end, Yin Jiu You’s avatar gave Ning Xiaoxian one last look, his expression had actually turned into self-mockery, and he kept repeating two words. She recognized from the shape of his lips, they were "Absurd."
The next moment, the chains tensed, twisting this wisp of Primordial Spirit into a faint Black Light, then in the pale purple seawater it was assimilated, dyed, and dissipated into nothingness. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
Ning Xiaoxian’s Primordial Spirit stood dazedly on the Sea of Consciousness, staring at the two chains, wondering if she would be the next one to be bound.
At this moment, the vast Sea of Consciousness began to fade. The gloss reminiscent of purple crystal seemed to be stripped by an invisible force from the seawater, reverting to fine purple mists, moving as flexibly as silk or snake, flowing back to their source—the purple rune.
What came quickly, left quickly as well. In about ten breaths, all the purple mists had returned to the rune, and her Sea of Consciousness had restored a vast blue beautiful scene, with clear skies and light clouds, as if nothing had ever happened.
The purple rune flashed a gentle light once again, then fell silent, turning back into an inconspicuous seal on the seabed.
Is this it? She thought uncertainly, what exactly happened?
She stood there stunned for a while, then suddenly remembered, the battle outside had not ended yet!
The moment she released her Divine Sense, Changtian’s anxious roar resonated throughout the entire Sea of Consciousness: "Xiao Xian, Ning Xiaoxian! Can you hear me speaking?" Oh dear, too much openness, he also mixed in Divine Skills, his voice louder than nine-layered Heavenly Thunder, shaking her Primordial Spirit to flicker, almost plunging headfirst into the Sea of Consciousness.
"Yes, stop yelling, elder. You’re almost shaking me to death," she said weakly with her eyes open. It feels great to see the blue sky and white clouds again! In that thrilling quarter of an hour, she thought she was definitely going to die.
He immediately relaxed and hurriedly asked, "What happened to that wisp of black smoke in the end?"
"Gone. Probably dissipated, I will tell you in detail later. How long have I been lying here?" She felt some wetness on her face, reached out to wipe it, and ended up with a hand full of fresh blood.
She had a nosebleed? Probably due to the trembling of the Primordial Spirit.
Changtian also saw the blood on her hand, his voice suddenly dropped: "You were unconscious for about ten breaths."
Only such a short time? "I thought it was at least a quarter of an hour."
"The flow of time within the Sea of Consciousness is different from the outside. Battles between Primordial Spirits, though shortest in duration, are also the most perilous. Otherwise, how could Tu Jin manage to deal with others using an avatar so quickly?" He casually explained, "The battle there is intense, get moving if you want to take advantage..."
She responded and then turned over to get up.
Langya was also not idle at this moment. In front of him was just a minor avatar of Yin Jiu You, if he let this lad escape from his hands, his reputation, Langya’s, would be completely lost, not to mention Jiu Mo’s deputy Qingluan was watching. He coldly took out a set of Silver Needles from his arms.
The Silver Needles totaled eighteen, all unremarkable in size and shape compared to needles used by mortals, but each needle flickered with a faint arc of electricity, occasionally emitting crackling sounds. He looked at the fleeing figure below, grabbed the set of needles, and threw them out.
Poor Duanmu Yan now had no protective shield, so the eighteen Silver Needles accurately pierced into his back, three in the skull, three in each limb and three in the torso. This method of piercing was meticulous; Langya made sure the ghost inside the leather bag had nowhere to hide!
