Chapter 951: Obsession That Sickness (Supplement Chapter 23)

“Swoosh~ Swoosh~”

Jiang Ruyi strained to fly diagonally upward, continuously hurling Frost Talismans backward and downward.

In her other hand, she clutched Gao Yunyan’s palm.

Gao Yunyan had been exposed at last, and Elder Peng was already furious beyond endurance.

Compared to the heavy losses inflicted by the Desert Sea devotee You Tianyao, Elder Peng’s rage toward Gao Yunyan and Xue Fengchen had reached its peak!

The two had murdered and seized treasures, betrayed Tianhuang Mountain—this was an unforgivable crime!

Worse still, they had dared to deceive an elder, sending him into a blind rage!

Shengling Mountain,

a world with an extremely rigid hierarchy.

A mere Jiang-level insect had the audacity to deceive a Hai-level elder and manipulate him so thoroughly.

It was utterly unpardonable!

Elder Peng felt he had been gravely insulted!

In his fury, he even abandoned the pursuit of You Tianyao.

Or perhaps, deep down, he knew You Tianyao was too tough a bone to crack, too hard to defeat.

Desperate to reclaim his dignity, Elder Peng turned his wrath upon Gao and Xue.

“Traitors! Heartless wretches! Today, I’ll tear you into a thousand pieces!” Elder Peng glared fiercely, the desert sea beneath his feet churning violently.

The scene was spectacular indeed!

A Western Desert devotee, meant to slaughter on the ground, was now surging skyward atop towering waves of yellow sand?

How much divine power must that consume?

The total expenditure of wrath and divine power must be proportional.

“Swoosh~ Swoosh~”

“Swoosh!” Song Yu and An Xian tightly circled Jiang Ruyi.

Zhang Zhenghu, under Jiang Ruyi’s orders, flew off in another direction with Xue Fengchen.

Jiang Ruyi and the others flew while fleeing, hurling Frost Talismans diagonally downward.

As long as Elder Peng stepped on the yellow sand, their Electric Shackles Talismans would be useless; even Explosion Talismans and Quicksand Talismans were firmly blocked by the sandstorms he summoned.

Only Frost Talismans could penetrate slightly, slowing his pursuit just a little.

“Gao Yunyan!” Elder Peng’s eyes bulged, his battle-axe swinging wildly, “If I don’t kill you today, I’ll take your surname!”

Elder Peng shouted loudly, but it sounded like helpless rage.

Undeniably, the Western Desert sect was incredibly strong!

But they truly lacked long-range offensive techniques.

Elder Peng could summon the Shuihuang Axe, but once the phantom axe left his hand, deprived of his divine power, it would dissolve into nothing.

In contrast, the Lie Tian sect was far superior.

That group of walking explosives could hurl blazing phantom hammer shadows through the Divine Art: Shattered Sky!

“Ugh.” Gao Yunyan gripped Jiang Ruyi’s hand tightly, her face rigid with terror.

The overwhelming pressure from the Hai-level cultivator made her heart lodge in her throat!

Elder Peng, pursuing from below, was only sixty to seventy meters away.

He was still drawing nearer.

It proved Jiang Ruyi was reliable!

She could have abandoned the team and fled, yet she chose to rescue Gao Yunyan, even at great personal risk.

“Scatter!” Jiang Ruyi’s expression was equally stiff, her cold voice trembling slightly.

The vast ocean’s pressure was truly overwhelming!

“Huh~”

Song Yu and An Xian obeyed instantly, flying apart to either side.

Jiang Ruyi whipped her hand hard, flinging Gao Yunyan toward Song Yu.

Elder Peng’s cloudy eyes widened in shock: !!!

At that moment, the divine weapon acted!

The Sandstorm Axe finally found its chance to avenge its master—it surged with all its might, trying to drag Gao Yunyan toward Elder Peng.

It wasn’t that Gao Yunyan was greedy, choosing the divine weapon over her life.

She couldn’t let go of the Sandstorm Axe!

Otherwise, the divine weapon would surely fly to Elder Peng.

Western Desert devotees, lacking long-range attacks, could compensate with divine weapons.

But now, Gao Yunyan had no choice but to release it.

The sudden turn of events had already slowed her flight—the divine axe was dragging her straight into Elder Peng’s grasp!

“Good!” Elder Peng’s eyes flashed with sudden triumph.

“Boom!!”

A sudden White Jade Talisman exploded violently, sending out a shockwave.

Jiang Ruyi had thrown an Explosion Talisman—along with the divine weapon and Gao Yunyan—blasting them all away.

Elder Peng whirled toward Jiang Ruyi: “You!!”

The joy of imminent revenge vanished instantly.

The white-robed woman, hurtling backward at high speed, still wore a cold gaze; freed from Gao Yunyan’s burden, she accelerated swiftly diagonally backward.

Jiang-level insect!

The Jiang-level insect, who should have been trembling at his feet, begging for mercy, had once again mocked him.

“Aaaah!”

Elder Peng was enraged beyond measure, his eyes seeming ready to burst from their sockets.

He stomped atop the highest point of the sand sea, legs tensed, and leapt violently diagonally upward: “You! Want! To! Die!!”

Elder Peng had lost his mind!

He’d lifted both feet off the sand?

“Zzz~ Zzz~”

“Boom!!” In an instant, Jiang Ruyi detonated four White Jade Talismans.

Two Electric Shackles Talismans and one Explosion Talisman came from the Jade Talisman Array.

An extra Explosion Talisman came from her trembling fingertip.

Countless electric currents, like frantic snakes, surged over Elder Peng’s entire body.

The exploding Explosion Talismans blasted terrifying shockwaves, blocking the enemy while also hurling Jiang Ruyi backward.

Elder Peng’s body was wrapped in electricity, stiffened by the blast, yet his forward momentum remained—like a cannonball, he slammed straight toward Jiang Ruyi.

“Huh~” Eight Golden Jade Talismans stacked layer upon layer, instantly expanding, then shoved diagonally downward by Jiang Ruyi.

Simultaneously, Jiang Ruyi plummeted rapidly, her Waist Sword Liangye slashing downward with full force to help her evade Elder Peng’s path.

At that very moment, her vision blurred!

Before her stood a tall, mysterious silhouette.

He wore a wide-brimmed hat, a bulky raincoat, flames blazing across his body, and held a blazing war hammer, hovering in midair before her.

Jiang Ruyi: !!!

Everyone stared in shock at the sudden apparition.

Who… who is this?

Elder Peng, wielding the Shuihuang Axe, shattered layer after layer of Golden Jade Talismans.

“Boom!!”

At the instant the final Golden Jade Talisman shattered, the flying hammer shadow slammed hard onto Elder Peng’s axe blade.

A crushing overhead blow!

Elder Peng’s upward momentum abruptly slowed!

Lie Tian Divine Art: Shattered Sky!

This was no Jiang-level output.

This was output capable of killing across ranks, under the state of Divine Art: Blazing Sky Sovereign!

“Aaaah!” Elder Peng’s eyeballs bulged, as if about to pop from his sockets.

Again, someone blocks me?

Again, who the hell?!

As Elder Peng’s face emerged from the churning fire, a massive white-scaled serpent lunged at him.

“Roar!!”

This was no Jiang-level Immortal Sky Serpent—it was an Immortal Sky Serpent capable of killing across ranks!

In the mysterious raincoat man’s palm, the phantom serpent plunged downward, piercing through Elder Peng’s body, violently halting his charge.

Elder Peng stood at attention!

Before him, a crushing overhead blow; behind him, a terrifying serpent’s impact.

The upward-charging Elder Peng was forcibly brought to a standstill.

He hung suspended in the sky, motionless for just a moment.

The water armor on his body was shattered by the impact, and after suffering severe injuries, he finally became fully conscious.

Elder Peng, both shocked and furious, looked up at the mysterious hooded figure—and saw a pair of eerie red pupils.

The Evil Art of the Thread-Pulling: Thread-Pulling Eyes!

“Ugh.”

This time, Elder Peng did not scream in rage—he only let out a muffled groan.

He plunged into a deep crimson world, subjected to the horrific punishment of countless red threads piercing through his heart and bones.

But Elder Peng was, after all, a Great One of the Sea Realm.

And the enhanced output from the Liehuotiankui did not include any spiritual shock.

The boundless sea possessed an incredibly terrifying spiritual strength, so Elder Peng’s injuries were not as severe as they might have been.

Not severe enough?

Doesn’t matter—soon it will be!

“Boom!”

The blazing hammer shadow slammed down again, diagonally downward.

Elder Peng, frozen midair and about to fall, was violently crushed downward by the burning hammer shadow.

“Shhh~”

The mysterious hooded figure flickered and appeared hundreds of meters below and to the side.

Blocking Elder Peng’s flight path!

The hooded figure swung the Lietianchui hard, and the flame hammer shadow shot out once more.

“Wait, wait!” Elder Peng was fully awake now.

He no longer glared in anger; his tone turned polite, frantic: “Brother Daoist… Aaaah!”

“Boom!”

The exploding hammer shadow and churning flames turned Elder Peng’s words into a scream of agony.

He flew upward like a kite with its string cut.

The hooded figure flickered again, swinging the flame hammer once more!

“Brother Daoist, there must be some misunderstanding… Aaaah!!”

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

Song Yu, Gao Yunyan, An Xian, and the others stood dumbfounded, staring at the scene high above.

Amidst layers of rain curtains.

Figures flickered; fire hammers flew wildly!

Each time, the mysterious hooded figure appeared directly along Elder Peng’s flight path and delivered a brutal strike.

Where was the once-arrogant Elder Peng now?

He screamed loudly, like a punching bag, being hurled back and forth!

“Brother Daoist! Bro… Stop!”

“Stop! It’s a misunderstanding! I didn’t recognize the Great…”

“I’m wrong! I’m wrong!! Please… Aaaah!”

The king who had stomped the earth with arrogance and tyranny was now utterly controlled, hanging helplessly in the sky.

Even though the Sea Realm’s Water Armor had extraordinary self-repair, and even though the Western Wilderness Divine Art’s Western Wilderness Body was incredibly tough, anyone could see that, at this rate…

This Great Sea,

would be controlled to death by the mysterious hooded figure.

“Gulps.”

In the mud below, Xiong Xiong cautiously lifted his head, gazing up at the flickering, Fengkuang striking figure.

This… this this this?

What the hell is this?!

“Lord!” Song Yu, carrying Gao Yunyan, rushed over, whispering urgently: “Quick, let’s go!”

No matter who the mysterious figure was or why he’d helped them—running was the right move.

“We’re not leaving.” Jiang Ruyi spoke calmly.

“What?” Song Yu’s heart leapt in panic. “Lord! Even though he helped us, but—”

“We’re not leaving anymore.” Jiang Ruyi’s thin lips parted.

Her perpetually cold gaze had, at this moment, become impossibly soft.

The wide-brimmed hat and hooded cloak certainly made the newcomer appear mysterious.

Tang blades and the blazing Phoenix-patterned gourd were hidden within the cloak, revealing not a trace.

But Jiang Ruyi’s Liangye Sword at her waist, combined with her own intimate knowledge of the newcomer, made her instantly realize who this was.

It all felt like a dream.

He had simply appeared, without warning.

And his overwhelming array of techniques…

At this moment, Jiang Ruyi no longer cared about anything else.

Her gentle eyes carefully traced his form, as if invisible hands repeatedly caressed the contours of his silhouette.

“I can’t die… I don’t want to die… I’m wrong… I’ll be your slave… Aaaah…” Elder Peng mumbled, dazed and battered.

Only his last vestige of survival instinct drove him to beg endlessly, tears and snot streaming down his face.

All defensive measures exhausted, the water armor shattered with a crash.

His clothes torn, his flesh ripped open, blood gushed out in large pools.

“Sss!”

Blade piercing flesh.

This time, no hammer shadow, no explosion.

In the torrential rain, the mysterious hooded figure flickered behind Elder Peng and drove the Bahuang Dao into the back of his skull.

The bloodied blade tip pierced through his brow, visible before Elder Peng’s eyes.

“Crack!” A bolt of lightning split the sky, illuminating the hooded figure’s silhouette.

Beneath the brim, his pupils were chillingly cold.

“Don’t rush—you still have a soul. We’re not done yet.” The hooded figure whispered softly, like a demon murmuring.

He pushed forward with one hand on Elder Peng’s occiput.

The head slowly, inch by inch, moved forward.

The corpse, now silent, slid off the blade and plummeted hundreds of meters down.

“Hummm!!”

The Bahuang Juemie Dao trembled violently.

But the hooded figure paid it no mind.

“Pop~”

Far away, in the Wàn Rèn Mountain region, a strange sound like a fish blowing bubbles suddenly echoed.

A pale golden fish suddenly appeared, surging through terrifying sand currents and plunging violently into the earth.

The hooded figure paid it no mind either—he merely turned his head slowly, meeting a pair of familiar, beautiful eyes.

No resentment. No tears.

In those beautiful eyes, only the joy of reunion shone.

“Shhh~”

Jiang Ruyi’s vision blurred again.

This time, she did not panic—she quietly studied the young man’s face.

Her gaze slowly changed.

From joy, it gradually turned to longing.

Though Lu Ran stood right before her, for some reason, the longing in her eyes grew deeper.

The surging emotions within her affected the surrounding heavens and earth.

“Crack!”

Another lightning bolt flashed, and everyone stared, stunned, at the scene.

Some had already guessed who the mysterious hooded figure was.

After all, in this world, the only young man with the right to stand so close to Lady Luoxian… seemed to be that one person.

“How long have you been at Shengling Mountain?” Lu Ran raised his hand and touched her cheek.

Jiang Ruyi closed her beautiful eyes, gently rubbing her face against his palm.

The way she savored it reminded Lu Ran of Xiao Li Hua.

Seeing she didn’t answer, Lu Ran said: “Was it Yu Fu, that old bastard, who sent you in?”

“Mm.” Jiang Ruyi softly replied, gripping Lu Ran’s hand as if confirming he was real.

As for Lu Ran’s disrespectful term for the deity, she acted as if she hadn’t heard it.

After a long while, she finally opened her eyes: “Xiang Xianyang gave me a hint: sea.”

“Did you land somewhere with a sea?”

Lu Ran frowned: “Xiang Xianyang didn’t stop you? Instead, he encouraged you to come in?”

Jiang Ruyi raised her hand, her fingertips gently smoothing his furrowed brow, her eyes still brimming with longing, her voice soft and quiet:

“I missed you.”

Lu Ran’s heart trembled deeply!

He could no longer hold back; he removed her veil and pressed his lips firmly onto hers.

“Mm,” Jiang Ruyi instinctively clenched his clothing.

The rain was heavy.

But Lu Ran’s straw hat was wide enough to shield her head.

Slowly, Jiang Ruyi closed her eyes.

Divine One,

I did not ascend to the Sea Realm, nor did I find the ocean.

But that sea

came to me.

(End of Chapter)