92: A female emperor in the Fusion Stage? Ye You lashed her with his whip until she cried!

"Don't get too smug! The game has only just begun!" Nether Moon Empress's voice lost its previous lightness.

"Alright! If you want to play, I'll play with you properly!" Ye You stretched her neck.

Seeing that her strongest attack was ineffective, a fierce look appeared in Nether Moon Empress's eyes.

She said no more, flipping her wrist, and a pitch-black long whip appeared in her hand.

The whip was entirely black, covered with tiny barbs, and exuded a rich Death Qi.

"I'm going to flay your Soul!"

She moved, and the long whip cut through the air, whistling as it lashed towards Ye You.

Ye You's eyes lit up when she saw the whip.

"Oh? Your Lifebound Weapon is a whip?"

Not only did she not dodge, but she smiled instead.

"Revered Master, the gift you gave me can finally be put to good use."

She said to Su Lin behind her, then raised her hand.

The Machine-Guiding Thread, which had been wrapped around her wrist, slipped into her palm.

The silver thread, infused with demonic power, instantly elongated, transforming into a shimmering silver long whip.

"I can finally test the power of this weapon properly!"

Two whip shadows collided in the air.

"Clang!" Black Qi and silver light exploded.

Nether Moon Empress's black whip was fierce and domineering, each swing carrying Death Qi that eroded the Divine Soul.

But Ye You's Machine-Guiding Thread was even more agile.

The silver whip drew strange arcs in the air, precisely striking the weak points of the black whip's force.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Continuous collision sounds echoed in the underground space.

Nether Moon Empress became more and more agitated as she fought.

Her black whip was forged from Jiming Ghost Domain's dark iron, indestructible, yet the opponent's silver whip remained completely unharmed.

"Is that all you've got?" Ye You's voice came.

Nether Moon Empress roared, pouring all her Death Qi into the black whip, which instantly swelled several times its size and swept across.

Ye You advanced instead of retreating, and the Machine-Guiding Thread in her hand suddenly changed its move, no longer striking.

The silver whip became soft, circling in the air, precisely coiling around the tip of the black whip.

Nether Moon Empress tried to retract her black whip.

Ye You flicked her wrist with force, and the Machine-Guiding Thread rapidly coiled up along the body of the black whip.

"Not good!" Nether Moon Empress wanted to let go, but it was too late.

The silver threads had already wrapped around her wrist and continued upwards, instantly binding her entire body securely.

The Machine-Guiding Thread was a Divine-tier Magic Treasure; once bound, spiritual power was immediately sealed.

The Death Qi on Nether Moon Empress's body instantly dissipated.

Ye You pulled back sharply, and Nether Moon Empress was yanked down by the immense force, falling to the ground in a sorry state.

Ye You walked over slowly.

"Hmph." Ye You looked down at the Empress at her feet.

"A ghost cultivator? How long have you cultivated, a hundred years? Or a thousand years? Is this all you amount to?"

Nether Moon Empress was trapped on the ground, unable to move.

"You... let me go!"

"Let you go?"

The silver Machine-Guiding Thread trembled slightly in her palm.

"Didn't you just say you wanted to turn us into puppets?"

Nether Moon Empress was bound by a Divine-tier Magic Treasure, her Body Integration Stage ghost power completely sealed, making it difficult to even move a finger.

She could only struggle on the ground, her pathetic state a stark contrast to her previous arrogance.

"Didn't you say you wanted to torment my Revered Master's Soul?"

Ye You's voice grew cold. She walked in front of Nether Moon Empress, slowly squatted down, and hooked the other party's chin with her finger, forcing her to meet her gaze.

"With just you?"

Nether Moon Empress's youthful face first flushed red, then turned ashen.

She had cultivated for a thousand years; when had she ever suffered such treatment! "You... you dare insult me! I'll kill you!"

Ye You merely flicked her wrist.

"Ah!"

The Machine-Guiding Thread suddenly tightened, and the silver threads bit deeply into Nether Moon Empress's Soul body.

The pain brought by this Divine-tier Magic Treasure went straight to the Origin of the Soul.

Nether Moon Empress let out a short, sharp scream, her body trembling violently.

"Do you submit?" Ye You asked indifferently.

"I... I..." Nether Moon Empress gritted her teeth, still trying to be stubborn.

"Clang!" Ye You didn't even look, turning her hand and lashing her with another whip.

This whip did not cause external injuries, but the intense pain in her Divine Soul made Nether Moon Empress's vision go black.

"Waaah!"

A loud cry suddenly erupted in the underground space.

Ye You's movements stopped.

Even Su Lin behind her was stunned for a moment.

This Body Integration Stage ghost cultivator, who had cultivated for a thousand years, was now bound to the ground by the Machine-Guiding Thread, crying loudly.

"Waaah waaah waaah... No more fighting! I won't fight anymore!"

As she cried, she glared at Ye You with her pure black eyes.

"You're bullying me... boo hoo... You're bullying me with a Divine-tier weapon..."

Ye You was somewhat annoyed by this sudden turn of events.

"Stop crying," she commanded.

"Waaah waaah waaah..." The crying grew louder.

"I told you to stop crying!"

Ye You suddenly flicked her wrist, and the Machine-Guiding Thread tightened again.

The intense pain made Nether Moon Empress's crying abruptly stop, turning into short sobs.

She looked at Ye You in terror, not daring to make a loud sound, but tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

"That's better." Ye You nodded in satisfaction.

She stood up, looking down at the other party.

"A ghost cultivator who has lived for a thousand years should have a name, right?"

Ye You's voice was calm, "Nether Moon Empress? That title is too foolish."

"Tell me, what is your name?"

Nether Moon Empress lay on the ground, her body trembling, she turned her head away, stubbornly closing her mouth.

"I... I am Nether Moon Empress... boo hoo..."

Ye You's patience ran out.

She raised her hand, and the silver whip made a flourish in the air, poised to strike.

"Hmm?"

"I'll tell you! I'll tell you!"

Nether Moon Empress shivered in fright, practically shouting.

"Yue... Yue Xiaoxiao! My name is Yue Xiaoxiao! Is that enough! Waaah waaah waaah..."

She seemed to have given up, shouting out her name, and then couldn't help but burst into tears again.

Yue Xiaoxiao was firmly bound to the ground by the Machine-Guiding Thread. She dared not cry out loudly anymore, only stealing uneasy glances at Ye You with her pure black eyes, and then fearfully looking towards Su Lin.

Su Lin slowly stepped forward.

He stopped in front of Yue Xiaoxiao, looking down at this Body Integration Stage ghost cultivator who had cultivated for a thousand years.

She activated the Dao Pavilion, attacking his Sect.

She collected Divine Souls, creating playthings, viewing all beings as ants.

By common sense, she deserved to die.

Ye You thought the same; her demonic power had not dissipated, waiting only for Su Lin's nod, and she would immediately act, completely eradicating this ghost cultivator who dared to offend her Revered Master.

Su Lin, however, was pondering another question.

Killing her was simple.

But what after killing her? This Jiming Ghost Domain, this source of ten thousand Souls' Death Qi, would still exist.

Once Yue Xiaoxiao died, the billions of Souls gathered here would lose their restraint, likely transforming into an even greater disaster that would sweep out.

Su Lin looked at her. He originally wanted to ask, "Do you want to die or live?" but the words caught in his throat and he swallowed them back.

Ghost cultivators were already dead beings.

For her, living had no meaning, and dying was merely returning to nothingness.

He changed his words.

"Do you want to disappear now, or do you want to continue existing?"