234: Chapter 234: Testing the Gods (Part 10)

Qian Ye looked down at the wilted Xiao Hua, her hand gently stroking him.

Strands of red light were transferred from her fingertips, and Xiao Hua's spirit gradually recovered.

"How foolish." Even as she said this, there wasn't a hint of blame in her tone.

Without even raising her head, Qian Ye lifted her hand. All the Red Thread returned to her palm before shooting toward the group of Black-Robed Figures in the next instant.

With a "thud," the Red Thread were blocked back. Only then did Qian Ye look up.

"Jie jie jie, Venerable One, we meet again."

The Black-Robed Figures on the ground were swallowed by black mist at a speed visible to the naked eye. As the mist dissipated, that familiar voice rang out once more.

"It seems the Venerable One's power isn't quite as formidable as before." The tone was filled with smugness and a hint of excitement.

Qian Ye let out a cold laugh. "A mere rabble like you dares to speak of my power." As she spoke, her hands quickly formed seals, and the surrounding air seemed to solidify.

The Black-Robed Figure showed no fear. "Venerable One, stop trying to act tough. Your power over the Red Thread is far from what it used to be. That strike just now was nothing more than a bluff."

"Hee hee, have you forgotten something?"

Qian Ye clapped her hands. With a massive roar, a Hellhound charged toward him.

Hellhounds were naturally the bane of such evil creatures. With all three heads attacking at once, the Black-Robed Figure was mostly devoured.

Unfortunately, in the next moment, the Black-Robed Figure transformed into black mist and reappeared in another spot.

Seeing this, Qian Ye's brows furrowed slightly.

This really was never-ending.

She knew well that the troublesome part about this Black-Robed Figure was its ability to constantly transform and regenerate.

"Hmph, let's see how long you can hold out," Qian Ye muttered. Power gathered in her hand once more. This time, it wasn't Red Thread, but a sudden flash of Blue Light. Upon closer inspection, it was mingled with a trace of red.

The Black-Robed Figure laughed loudly. "The Venerable One is still holding back." However, as the Blue Light approached him, it instantly enveloped him.

In the next instant, the Black-Robed Figure's laughter froze. He discovered with horror that he could no longer turn into black mist to escape.

"Since my power is useless against you, then try your own power."

"Ge ge ge~"

"Keep struggling~" Qian Ye held the sword and repeatedly poked the Black-Robed Figure. With every thrust, the black mist dissipated further.

The Black-Robed Figure struggled, chanting under his breath in an attempt to summon more dark power to break the seal.

Just then, Qian Ye tapped her finger, and the little flower she had healed floated toward the Black-Robed Figure. Though it looked fragile, the flower released a pure power. The red and Blue Lights complemented each other, further suppressing him.

The Black-Robed Figure let out series of screams before finally dissipating completely.

Qian Ye withdrew her power and gently stroked the little flower. "I have you to thank for today." The little flower swayed as if in response.

Qian Ye turned and left the battlefield, leaving only silence behind.

Qian Ye had not walked far when she suddenly felt a strong surge of spiritual power from behind.

She whipped her head around to see a massive black vortex appearing where the Black-Robed Figure had vanished.

Terrifying roars echoed faintly from the vortex, as if something extremely horrifying was about to be born.

Soon, a giant black claw reached out from the vortex, followed by a behemoth radiating an evil aura crawling out slowly.

The beast's entire body was covered in black scales, its eyes flashing with a blood-red light.

Qian Ye looked up. "Well, looks like I won't be getting my beauty sleep tonight."

She took a deep breath, placed the little flower on her shoulder, and quickly formed seals with her hands. A dazzling golden light surged from her body. This light was different from the previous Red Thread, carrying a sacred aura.

The beast roared and charged at Qian Ye. She rushed to meet it, and their collision generated a massive shockwave.

Qian Ye dodged the beast's attacks while searching for its weakness.

During the intense battle, she noticed a slightly glowing scale on the beast's head; perhaps that was the key.

Golden light swirled around the Red Thread in Qian Ye's hand. In the next moment, she concentrated all her power into the threads and struck at that scale.

The beast let out a roar of pain before finally collapsing with a crash, dissipating into black smoke.