Chapter 1976

The two palms met, and Ding Chunqiu felt a tremendous force surge upon him, endless and penetrating everywhere.

His pure internal energy collapsed at once, as if tofu met steel.

"Puff!"

The next instant, Ding Chunqiu spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground, his vital energy completely gone.

Zhong Ling stared in shock: "Is Ding Chunqiu really this weak?"

A Zhu chuckled: "Don't forget, we've already cultivated the Tai Xuan Divine Incantation several times recently—this palm strike isn't something just anyone can withstand. Even if it were that gray-robed monk from Shaolin, the result would be the same."

The Tai Xuan Divine Incantation, though merely the protective divine incantation of the Tai Xuan Sect, is a dimensional downgrade against low-level martial worlds.

When the Star Pavilion disciples saw Ding Chunqiu dead, their hearts turned cold.

No wonder he's a god—Ding Chunqiu, such a formidable expert, was finished in a single blow.

Thinking of their own fates, they suddenly grew terrified.

What if these people, in a fit of whimsy, decided to dispose of us too?

Thinking of this, the group exchanged glances and immediately began loudly flattering: "Immortal Lady, your divine martial arts surpass all under heaven…"

Mu Wanjing paid no attention, turning to the purple-clad girl and asking: "Are you called A Zi?"

A Zi stared in shock—she never expected someone from the heavens to know her, her face filled with disbelief.

"Me?"

Mu Wanjing nodded, reached out through the air, and pulled A Zi up into the sky.

She turned to Wang Yuyan and asked: "Yuyan, do we still need the rest for practice?"

Wang Yuyan gazed at her own palm, expressionless: "No need. I've already become invincible in this world—killing them would only sully my hands."

The Star Pavilion disciples rejoiced.

It's good they look down on us.

That means we still have a chance to live.

Just as they thought this, the sky darkened—they looked up to see a giant palm descending.

Everyone's vision went black, all turned to pulp.

Mu Wanjing snorted—she was no disciple of the Duan clan, no soft-hearted soul; she firmly believed in eradicating evil completely.

There wasn't a single good person in the Star Pavilion Sea—since we came, we might as well clean it up.

A Zi was terrified, trembling violently.

Mu Wanjing looked at her and said: "I know you're no different from them, and I don't care to intervene. But if you disobey, I'll kill you and send you to the Underworld for reincarnation. I have a friend who works there—he can surely arrange you a good rebirth."

A Zi had already been terrified into submission by her methods—how could she dare resist?

Reincarnation? She didn't want any of that!

Raised since childhood in the Star Pavilion Sea, she believed only in the law of the jungle—she never believed in reincarnation.

After all, if you believed in karma and rebirth, how could you kill and burn?

A Zi quickly promised: "Immortal Lady, rest assured—I'll be a good girl. Please don't trouble your friend."

A Zhu felt pity: "Big Sister Mu, A Zi was born here—it's tragic. Don't scare her. I'll teach her well; she'll turn out fine."

A Zi turned and saw a beautiful girl with gentle demeanor speaking to her—she couldn't help but feel curious.

Someone like me, an orphan, could actually be cared for?

She had never experienced such a thing in the Star Pavilion Sea—there was a strange novelty, mixed with a touch of revulsion.

I'm an evil person!

You pity me?

This emotion came out of nowhere, filling A Zi with unbearable irritation.

"What's wrong with me? Am I experiencing qi deviation?"

A Zi was baffled, her emotions tangled beyond measure.

PS: Today I found a good book and read until 11:30, so the update is late—I'll finish three chapters tonight.