265: Is this even possible? That's unbearable!

“Cousin, do you really intend to listen to Nangong Ao?”

Nangong Yan’s clothes were tattered, and a large spear had pierced her abdomen. A hint of Death Qi even appeared on her face.

“I’m sorry, I have family. If I don’t bring your corpse back, all one hundred and seventy-three members of my Wei family will die…”

Seeing Wei Wuji walk forward with an icy expression, his eyes filled with killing intent, Nangong Yan knew that she would surely die today.

All of her protective Magic Treasures had shattered during her escape, and she herself had reached her limit.

How could a Mahayana Cultivator contend against someone Undergoing Tribulation?

“Princess, farewell! If there’s a chance, I’ll personally send Nangong Ao down to accompany you…”

Wei Wuji gathered his spiritual power and struck out with a palm.

“Boom!”

The earth trembled, sinking a hundred zhang.

Wei Wuji was about to step forward to retrieve Nangong Yan’s corpse to report back when he felt an extremely cold Qi emanating from the palm print.

This cold Qi was very peculiar; even with his Tribulation Stage cultivation, he couldn’t help but shiver.

The next moment.

An ice-blue figure floated out of the pit, suspended in mid-air, with that spear still stuck in its chest.

“This is…”

Wei Wuji was astonished.

Although the person in front of him was still Nangong Yan, it was not Nangong Yan; the aura was completely different.

Overbearing, arrogant.

The ice-blue eyes slowly opened, and one hand pressed on the spear shaft, pulling it out forcefully.

“Wuji, you… have grown!”

The moment it spoke, Wei Wuji felt as if he was in a ten-thousand-year-old ice cave, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

This voice, he was incredibly familiar with.

“Gr-… Great Prince!? Impossible, you can’t be the Great Prince. The Great Prince was assassinated with the Princess years ago. I personally saw the Great Prince sacrifice himself to save the Princess, his body and Primordial Spirit destroyed…”

“If you don’t believe me, then try. If you can last ten breaths without dying, I can spare your life!”

As soon as it spoke, heavy snow suddenly began to fall across the heavens and earth. The snow grew heavier and heavier, turning into a blizzard in the blink of an eye.

Amidst the blizzard.

Two figures collided at extreme speed, their terrifying auras extending for a thousand miles.

White snow flew, and the heavens and earth were dyed a pristine white.

Suddenly, the blizzard subsided, and two figures stood amidst the pristine white, their backs to each other.

The ice-blue figure looked up at the sky and said faintly, “Wuji, you are truly impressive. You actually lasted eleven breaths. However, you’ve learned something you shouldn’t have, so you still have to die.”

The previous agreement seemed to be null and void as Wei Wuji knelt weakly in the snow, his long spear still stuck in his chest.

Ice crystals spread upwards from below.

With a ‘boom’.

His body and Primordial Spirit disintegrated together.

After doing all this, he did not leave but turned to look in another direction.

“I even killed my cousin who called me ‘Big Brother’ since childhood. Do you think I’ll let you go?”

His figure flashed, disappearing from the spot.

In a certain snow-covered valley, a group of black-clothed individuals were frozen into ice sculptures. A cold wind blew, shattering them into pieces on the ground.

“Are these people sent by that old geezer, or by other forces?! Regardless, I must return to Youming Mountain. Only by obtaining that Half-Immortal Artifact from Youming Mountain can I be fearless of that old geezer.”

Just as it was about to leave, the ice-blue figure suddenly clutched its chest, a frown appearing on its brow, and its aura also plummeted.

Tribulation Stage Peak, Tribulation Stage Late Stage, Tribulation Stage Middle Stage, Tribulation Stage Early Stage…

It barely maintained itself at the Tribulation Stage Early Stage.

“Awakened? Rebirth through a Heart Demon is indeed not a long-term solution. I still need to retrieve that Half-Immortal Artifact from Youming Mountain and eradicate the main soul.”

“So much time has passed, I wonder if Youming Mountain still recognizes me as its Saint!”

The ice-blue pupils receded, and black eyes scanned the surroundings, still carrying a hint of confusion.

Nangong Yan touched the scar on her chest, which had completely healed, but she couldn’t remember what had happened.

However, her cultivation had already surpassed Mahayana and reached Tribulation Stage.

“Could it be that I made a Breakthrough at the brink of death and managed to escape?! Perhaps so, but I must return to Luoshui City now. With Senior Brother there, no one in the world can harm me!”

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Black Coffin Grotto Heaven.

Chu Mo suddenly opened his eyes.

“Lost three Mahayana Clones and seventy-two Body Integration Clones. Is Nangong Yan that difficult to kill?!”

This was almost all of his current assets, apart from a few Tribulation Stage Clones.

But he never expected it.

All of it was wasted in an instant.

However, it also allowed him to uncover a small secret.

“The Great Prince who died young is not dead; he has been dormant within Nangong Yan. His strength is enough to kill a Tribulation Stage Body Cultivator within eleven breaths. This strength is somewhat terrifying…”

The secrets of Great Wei were being dug deeper and deeper.

But Chu Mo was enjoying it.

“Whether you intend to Rebirth through her body or not, you won’t have a good outcome!”

He decided to inform Shen Qingqiu about Nangong Yan’s situation in a grand narrative style. With Shen Qingqiu’s intervention, he didn’t believe this Great Prince wouldn’t die.

Besides the need to pay close attention to Nangong Yan’s situation, Great Qian also needed to be watched.

Lest the Great Wei Imperial Mausoleum not be shattered by Great Qian, the imperial city would be captured first.

Additionally, Wei Wuji was now gone.

No one would replace him in sending messages to Nangong Wuji in the Imperial Mausoleum, which would certainly arouse Nangong Wuji’s suspicion.

Therefore, Great Qian had to come to Great Wei quickly.

With a thought, he communicated with his Clone.

After giving his instructions, Chu Mo closed his eyes again to Cultivate.

As the situation grew increasingly chaotic, only powerful strength could guarantee self-preservation.

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Great Wei Imperial Mausoleum, three thousand meters.

Ink Corpse, lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes and continuously set up N arrays to prevent himself from being sucked in by the suction from below.

But these were ultimately futile.

Almost without any resistance, he was sucked into the depths of the Imperial Mausoleum, falling into an extremely viscous blood lake.

Bubbles emerged from the blood lake, and Ink Corpse felt his Death Qi constantly leaking out.

He dared not make the slightest move.

Because a gaze had fallen upon him.

“Strange, I clearly felt some movement over there, but why didn’t I find anything unusual? Could it be in the blood?”

Nangong Wuji sat cross-legged on the black coffin in the center of the lake, frowning, and continued to concentrate on drawing the Nether Qi emanating from the Nether Lotus, gathering it onto the coffin.

This was a critical period, and he had no time to pay attention to his surroundings.

Although this blood was not ordinary blood and had the effect of isolating Divine Sense, if there was a living aura here, it would still be very easy to detect.

Perhaps, he was overthinking it.

Under the blood, Ink Corpse dared not move at all. After waiting for another hour, he finally dared to shift his body slightly.

If he were to face Nangong Wuji now, he would definitely be beaten to ash.

If he remained inactive and stayed here, this strange blood lake would continuously devour his Death Qi, turning him into a truly dead corpse.

“Big trouble.”