Chapter 610 - 606: Supreme Power
Jing Chu felt the powerful force belonging to the Witch Clan.
This force can span great distances.
The emergence of the Witch Clan’s powerful force even affects the Heavenly Dao.
Even if today’s Heavenly Dao might be a false one, the impact is even greater.
Didn’t you see that the Heavenly Thunder doesn’t dare to fall?
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At this time, Luo Leshuang had already broken through the Qingqiu Mountain barrier with her Spiritual Body and entered inside.
She moved within the Qingqiu Mountain Fox Clan like a wisp of smoke, without catching anyone’s attention.
In the black mist, there was a Bronze Compass, something Luo Leshuang had taken out, its surface etched with obscure runes, the pointer ignoring the spatial interference within the barrier, locking firmly in one direction.
To save time, she had to kill Su Muyao as quickly as possible and use this thing to guide her way.
Upon it was Nan Feng’s Heart Blood; Nan Feng is the Ancient Celestial Snake and is destined to be connected with Su Muyao.
Since it is a destined connection, his Heart Blood can help locate Su Muyao’s position.
The tip trembled, guiding a direction.
The killing intent around Luo Leshuang’s Spiritual Body was intense.
For her master, even if she had to sacrifice her Spiritual Body and half her life, she had to kill Su Muyao.
She had exerted so much effort and burned her own lifespan and power, deducing through countless years, to finally find Su Muyao.
So she must kill her.
Only by killing her can the master remain unaffected.
The master’s plan for world-destruction must not be affected in any way.
Furthermore, the master’s world-destruction plan is for their Fierce Beastman tribe.
Who made them receive such unfair treatment?
At this moment, in the room, Su Muyao sat cross-legged, absorbing the power of the Spirit Stone, gradually recovering and strengthening her power.
It’s just a bit slow, and still needs some time.
Su Muyao dared not stop; she had to make the most of her time.
As she was upgrading her power, suddenly, a shiver ran down Su Muyao’s spine.
It was as if an inexplicable chill suddenly surged up her spine, making her hair stand on end.
Su Muyao’s face changed; she knew there must be some danger outside.
This was a life instinct warning, as if a fatal enemy was stealthily approaching.
She abruptly opened her eyes, her gaze locked tightly onto the door, and her heart raced.
At the moment she prepared herself, a female figure formed of black mist appeared outside the door.
The woman’s face emerged from the black mist, exceedingly alluring, with long, narrow eyes full of undisguised killing intent.
Looking at her is like a poisoned blade piercing the heart.
Su Muyao felt this palpable killing intent, her pupils shrinking, and instinctively she catalyzed her current superpower.
Luo Leshuang coldly snorted, "Found you!"
The Black Pattern Array under Luo Leshuang surged, and she took out a cauldron.
The cauldron enlarged continuously, covering her and slowly began to pass through the Defense Barrier.
This was the most powerful Magic Artifact; with it, she wouldn’t lose her entire life, only her Spiritual Body’s strength would be halved.
But even if she sacrificed her Spiritual Body, she had to kill Su Muyao.
The Defensive Magical Artifacts in the room suddenly attacked Luo Leshuang, but were all blocked by the cauldron.
There seemed to be Immortal Energy swirling around the cauldron.
Su Muyao’s expression changed; she sensed the other’s formidable power and knew she couldn’t deal with this woman—she had to flee.
But just before Luo Leshuang completely entered the room, an unexpected change occurred.
From the horizon, a crisp Bell sound suddenly rang out, as if traversing endless voids, carrying mysterious Dao resonance, echoing between heaven and earth.
"Ding-ling-ling..."
This sound wasn’t loud, but it had the power to penetrate everything, as if it came from a distant, faraway time, overshadowing all surrounding noises.
For a moment, nothing else could be heard, as if only this Bell sound existed.
Yet this Bell sound seemed ethereal, as if it was separated by great distances.
This sensation was extremely eerie.
Soon after, dense ripples like water waves appeared in the air, spreading outward as if stones had been thrown into a lake.
Originally, the Heavenly Secret thunder roared and the rain poured, but as these ripple-like fluctuations spread, the rainwater stopped abruptly in midair, with every water droplet suspended where it was.
Even the continuously striking Heavenly Thunder seemed to suddenly lose its sound.
The once rolling thunderclouds seemed to have met their nemesis, retracting and no longer releasing Heavenly Thunder.
Even Luo Leshuang felt a tremendous suppressive force, rendering her immobile.
Just one more step, just one step, she could kill Su Muyao.
"Why, why?"
"How could this be?"
Luo Leshuang even thought she was hallucinating; how could any force possibly stop her?
But when she looked outside, she was horrified to discover this unbelievable scene.
An all-consuming fear from the depths of her soul engulfed her instantly.
"No... how could..."
At this moment, Luo Leshuang was paralyzed, but she could clearly feel an immense, mighty power enveloping the heavens and the earth, as if it was a pressure above all things, a mysterious force belonging to the Great Dao Heavenly Secret.
This force was irresistible.
While being suppressed, fear instead cleared her mind.
Ancient legends surged from her dormant memory.
Records buried by ages spoke of the supreme powers of pure-blooded Witch Clan Beasts.
But the Great Powers of the Witch Clan had long disappeared, and there were no pure-blooded Beastmen left in the Witch Clan.
The supreme powers gifted by Heaven to the Witch Clan had long been lost.
Because only pure-blooded Beastmen of the Witch Clan could receive such inheritance.
Even if other Witch Clan Beastmen lived, as long as they weren’t pure blood, they couldn’t awaken Heavenly Gifted Power.
Only pure-blooded Witch Clan Beastmen mastering Great Divine Powers could cause such changes in the world.
Even Heavenly Thunder had to yield.
Even the rain had to halt.
Luo Leshuang thought of these things, her expression turning into utter terror, her Spiritual Body involuntarily trembling as she instinctively succumbed to fear.
At this moment, she didn’t even think about killing Su Muyao; she herself couldn’t move.
She knew she might not be able to preserve her Spiritual Body.
"It turns out there are still pure-blooded Beastmen of the Witch Clan alive."
Luo Leshuang’s heart was gripped with fear, and she was also rapidly contemplating.
This part of the heaven was confined, and she couldn’t use her deducing powers.
Nothing could be deduced.
Evidently, during the destruction tribulation ten thousand years ago, they had confirmed the annihilation of the Witch Clan, with no pure-blooded Beastmen left, not even a Witch Clan.
Was it a mistake in their judgment, their abilities, and thus a miscalculation?
For the first time, Luo Leshuang doubted her capabilities.
"Who on earth..."
"No, not alive, but reborn, yes, it must be a pure-blooded Beastman reborn for this to happen."
Luo Leshuang muttered these words, "Besides, the Witch Clan possesses Heavenly Gifted Power, a power bestowed at the birth of the world, unlike the master."
"They must have a Secret Technique to preserve their people’s Fire, just unknown to outsiders."
"This must be reported to the master."
When the Witch Clan uses the full power of Great Divine Power, they can resist the power of their Fierce Beastmen.
This will affect the plan for destruction.