233: Chapter 233: Testing the Gods (Part 9)

Ahhh, Master, it's Meng Yu!

To think she would actually appear here!

No wonder I felt a familiar aura; it was them after all.

Xiao Hua was exceptionally excited.

Master, are they performing a sacrifice?

Hurry and save them! Save them!

"How noisy."

"Who's there!"

"Who is it!"

The Black-Robed Figure on the outermost edge opened his eyes and looked in Qian Ye's direction.

At this moment, Qian Ye had already retracted her protective shield and stood there straight, wearing a faint, enigmatic smile.

"Damn it, how were the patrols outside handled? A little mouse actually managed to break in."

"Someone, come quickly!"

Qian Ye just stared at them, seeing that they were still chanting incantations and hadn't moved at all.

She understood instantly; they couldn't just move around freely.

Suddenly, she noticed a uniquely shaped sword hanging on the wall, its hilt embedded with a blue gemstone.

"Oh, this sword looks pretty good." In the next moment, she took the precious sword down directly.

"Don't move!"

Qian Ye didn't listen at all, taking it down and gripping it in her hand.

The Black-Robed Figure's eyes nearly split from rage as he rushed toward Qian Ye with absolute determination.

Qian Ye swung the sword, and its blade glowed with intense blue light, forming a protective film that knocked back the lunging Black-Robed Figure.

"Damn it."

"Nine, who allowed you to move recklessly?"

The black mist on the platform had already begun to destabilize, showing signs of going berserk.

Qian Ye took the opportunity to rush toward the high platform, intending to cut the black threads connected to the woman.

However, the black threads seemed to have a life of their own, coiling around the precious sword in an attempt to corrode the blade.

Qian Ye's lips curled into a smile, and a red light shot out rapidly from her wrist. In the next moment, it enveloped the sword, allowing it to break free from the threads' constraint and sever several of them with one strike.

The Black-Robed Figures were greatly alarmed and began to chant a more ancient and obscure incantation in unison.

In an instant, the secret room began to shake, and many terrifying ghostly faces surfaced on the walls.

The remaining black threads on the woman's body converged into a giant black hand that clawed toward Qian Ye.

The red thread left the sword's blade to block the attack.

Taking this chance, Qian Ye leaped to the woman's side, picked her up, and rushed toward the door.

The Black-Robed Figures pursued relentlessly, with the black mist and red threads tangling together right behind them.

Master, quick, to the left.

Qian Ye ran halfway and suddenly stopped.

Ahhh... Master, why... why did you stop running?

Qian Ye put Meng Yu down and straightened her skirt. Honestly, her elegance had almost vanished.

"Xiao Hua, didn't you say this is the real world?"

Yes.

Hehe, then that makes things easy.

Instantly, the air around Qian Ye stirred without wind, as red and black intertwined.

The group of Black-Robed Figures stopped in their tracks.

Qian Ye murmured something, and the red and black behind her swirled even faster. In the next instant, a massive head emerged from within.

"What is that!"

"Run, it's a Hellhound!"

"She can summon a Hellhound! It's her, it's her! Run!"

Qian Ye's expression darkened as she heard their conversation. Good, so these people knew her identity.

"Hehe, you want to leave? Let's see if my San Gouzi agrees."

The Hellhound tilted its head back with a massive roar and leaped, blocking their path.

In the next moment, Qian Ye's hands formed a seal as she barked out: "Bind!" The red and black light expanded rapidly, completely enveloping the Black-Robed Figures and the mass of black mist.

The Black-Robed Figures struggled, but found they could not break through this restriction.

"Where is the person behind you?" Qian Ye's cold gaze swept over them.

The leader among the Black-Robed Figures sneered: "Do you think a little girl like you can just see the Master whenever you want?"

Qian Ye sneered back: "No matter your goal, harming innocent people is unforgivable." Having said that, she looked at Meng Yu and found she was still unconscious.

At that moment, the black mist within the restriction suddenly expanded violently, showing signs of breaking through.

Qian Ye frowned and increased her power to suppress it, with the red threads circling the perimeter.

However, a powerful and mysterious force seemed to be hidden within that black mist.

Suddenly, a low voice echoed from the mist: "You think you can trap me? How naive." As soon as the words fell, a bolt of black lightning struck directly at Qian Ye.

It was too close to dodge. Xiao Hua erupted with power to block the strike, and instantly, the entire potted flower wilted.

Master, I'm counting on you... I... I'm going to sleep for a bit...